Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 99 Hive Capital World Partoria

Funny smile, for the orcs, this huge space hulk is such a thing, and the subspace jump, to be honest, is completely accidental, but the green skins on this hulk are actually more than one tribe, when they drifted in the subspace, they Relying on killing each other for fun, now back to the real world, the Imperial Guard has become a new fun, garbage cannons, anti-orbital kaka, and things you can imagine or even unimaginable are constantly launching.

But the accuracy is not high. Although countless loyal warships of the empire turned into fireworks in an instant, the Bordello was very lucky. She was not very close to this damned alien creation, but those garbage cannons were almost super long-distance. The shotgun, the miscellaneous fragments are almost overloading the void shield.

"Damn alien!" The captain held on to the rudder, the pistons of the Bordeaux continued to roar, and the sublight speed engine in an overloaded state spewed flames and approached the huge space hulk in another direction.

Their luck is very good, and it can even be said that the emperor really sheltered them. Under such an alien invasion event, which can be called a natural disaster, they successfully left the range of the alien.

Alan Baier looked at the huge thing like a horizontal planet in the distance with lingering fear, and above it was his old "friend" orc, the green skin.

"Damn it, Captain, will our trip be affected?"

The captain said with a sad face. "The Mandeville point is completely covered. Even if we can get close, we can't squeeze into the gap between reality and the warp, but we are still alive because of the Emperor's blessing."

Alan Baier asked. "Will the orcs go, or will they be wiped out?"

the captain replied. "Space Hulks are usually wiped out almost exclusively by Space Marines, but on this scale it may take an entire Space Marine Chapter to log in to pacify."

"And they may take centuries to come, after all the Empire is full of wars..."

Alan Bair knew that even the sharpest scalpel blades on record in the Imperium, the best elite Chapters of Space Marines would be powerless in the face of the enemy-filled and complex space hulks.

Even Terminator veterans often died exploring the hulks, and while the location of the Kabbah Base was important, the chances of the Space Marines arriving anytime soon were slim in the face of the Empire's long and ambiguous communications.

"Let's go to the nearby Empire World to station first. Where is the nearest place?" Alan Bayer asked.

"Indeed, it's not easy to live now." The captain saw that the command room was still orderly. Obviously, everyone had become accustomed to the conflicts caused by various aliens and heresies. Chaos and insults could not solve any problems.

"Partoria, the capital world and hive world of this star sector, is already famous for its business and cheap labor."

"Astropath, send encrypted information to the Empire Channel according to the procedures for discovering the space hulk, and hope someone can answer."

"Chief of the Fourth Skadi Regiment, we seem to have to delay for a while."

Alan Baier replied. "If you delay, you will delay. We never thought that we would be safe and sound along the way. Damn the aliens, what do you think of the empire's world as theirs?"

"Staff, do some publicity with the soldiers in the ship, find some brochures about the Hive World, mainly for the 113th Armored Regiment of Phraxia, and those of us who have come back to the hive will feel like they're back home."

The staff officer replied. "I know, but it is really unexpected that the orcs will come here suddenly, and there is no large-scale record of such a large space hulk in the empire?"

Alan Baier replied. "After all, this thing usually lurks in the subspace, and I saw that there are about 7 kinds of flags on it, but according to my understanding of the green skins, they should be divided into two factions, Goff and Snakebite. The background color of their flags And the style and the symbols on it can express their classification of themselves."

"Probably because of this they don't have the ability to build something like a large waaagh jump engine to break out of the warp, I can imagine them entering the hulk and stationing it, and quickly finding it being guided by the energy of the warp into non-physical After the world, those orcs are in chaos."

"War, they fought against their own people without enemies. The long war delayed the orcs' transformation of the hulk. I could see a lot of bomb craters on it."

The staff officer and the captain looked at Alan Baier with a surprised expression. "Aren't you really an orc boss?"

Alan Baier retorted. "I need to clarify a few times that I have nothing to do with the green skins. Don't use the green skins to say that I might be an alien. My relationship with them is like killing and being killed."

The staff officer replied. "But the relationship between greenskins and greenskins is also like this. You are just another tribe's greenskins."

Alan Baier covered his mouth. "During this period of time, I need you to refrain from uttering any disloyal remarks other than chanting the emperor's pious language to promote the boy."

The staff officer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Of course, mine, boss."

The staff officer bluffed and shouted into the communicator, and there was a reply from the communicator. It was a familiar voice and that unlucky fate.

"Master Staff, what happened just now, I was taking care of my partner (Sentry Mecha) in the armory, and then my ass was embedded in the sharp armor piece that was broken out of the Chimera due to sudden acceleration! It was bleeding profusely !"

The staff officer scolded. "Just wrap it up casually, don't waste the artificial skin on the ship, let's go to the Hive Capital later, find a black doctor and treat it with a few pieces of starch!"

The captain replied weakly. "Yes, sir…"

The jokes stop there, they need to adjust and match to get into hive orbit, the warp drive just overloaded, they are in danger now, and the greenskin patrol ships have started playing around, if they want to survive, they must catch chance of escape.

This is equivalent to a mobile orc forge world suddenly appearing in the physical universe, noncommittal, this star area is facing annihilation, and the fourth group of Skadi will definitely not be able to log in to the Hulk and destroy the orcs on it. First, they did not Capture points, logistics and rest are not guaranteed.

Second, the structure of the hulk is complex, full of war weapons and traps of orcs, even if a space soldier enters it, it is almost impossible to die, let alone a mortal army?

Third, the orcs will definitely attack the nearby human battleships and worlds of the empire. With a little more power and popularity, they can live longer if they find the Hive World and join the local PDF and the Astral Army.

Weighing the pros and cons, the Bordello sprayed flames, turned off the auspicious instrument amidst the roar of machine spirits, and prayed that the evil greenskins would not discover its existence, until the blue flame gradually drifted away in the void...

The gods are always playing with people's souls in this dark void. Maybe this subspace teleportation is also a joke of the chaos gods, but it is undoubtedly a disaster for mortals. Death, tragedy, change, and life, war, Betrayal is the main tone of this dark universe, in the dark forest of Partoria, where the middle nest is dark.

The color of white seems to run counter to her by nature. After tens of thousands of years of development, this human world has no value except manpower and a small amount of underground mining, but there are always people who want to be different.

White, white, represents purity, hope, and doctors. Although doctors have no longer used white robes in this dark forty thousand years, in this black clinic in this hive capital, the white skull still represents The signal of someone receiving medical treatment, and the head hanging on the door, means that this is a good place to delay your meeting with the Emperor.

Ironically, what was once a sign of death is now a sign of salvation.

This room is full of weird things, but anyone who has been on the battlefield can probably tell that it is a green-skinned clicker, also called a machine gun, placed on a metal shelf like a trophy.

But no matter how you look at it, it looks like tatters, and next to that tatter is a gem-like stone, but anyone with a discerning eye can recognize it. That thing is the detector of the Tau battle suit.

This modest room consisted only of cabinets, metal shelves, a table with a mess of props, chainsaws, drills, broken floors, and cracked walls. Only the dim light of the lumen ball illuminated the place.

The emperor's honor and the sun's rays have nothing to do with this place, only the cool light and the cold cleanliness.

A bright voice echoed here, obviously it wasn't the master's voice. "Lukas, a former Imperial Guard military doctor, is 56 years old, retired, has no job, is loyal to the state religion, and hopes to become a state church priest, but found a mutation in the body during the physical test, and a small piece of about half a centimeter was born on the third joint of the right little finger scales, suspected to be contaminated by a heresy."

"Do you know this person? Doctor?" PDF or the lord's private army, the doctor couldn't tell who he was, only knew that he interrupted his consultation today.

The red and white aristocratic military uniform and his ridiculous big hat looked like a lobster, the crimson lord's family crest on his chest, and the roar of a lion were even more stupid.

"I don't know, my lord, I still need to open today for a few starch lumps, my lord," replied the doctor in his clinic, wearing a dark leather scarf and having lost his right hand in an "accident" and replaced it with a mechanical prosthesis , and the age seems to be only about 34.

PDF raised his weapon, although the gesture of pointing a weapon at others is not good-looking at all, at least compared to when he was a soldier, it is not enough.

The doctor had already pictured in his mind how he would subdue this new recruit, all he had to do was lift up his chainsaw, then raise his erratic laser gun, slit his throat, and finally run out through the clinic's back tunnel.

"Of course, my lord..." He slowly approached his cabinet with his fingers, such as drills, chain saws, things that open patients' heads or things that are enough to kill him.

"Don't move! Doctor! You must keep quiet! I am sent by Lord Lane!" The soldier yelled, and the doctor suddenly pressed down suddenly, and took out a piece from the cabinet as quickly as possible.

Chocolate, that's right, chocolate made of real cocoa butter, which is expensive in the hive capital.

"My lord, this is a gift from the client I visited last time. I'm sorry, I don't have anything good to entertain you." The doctor said as if changing his face, but the chocolate wrapped in tin foil made the PDF soldier in front of him feel like Incomparable mockery.

And he's a PDF of...honor?To be honest, he felt that he was completely unstoppable. If the thing was not chocolate but a military dagger, or even a pen, he might have been killed.

"Cough, of course..." He wiped his sweat. "Doctor, I wish you success in your business, the Emperor, thank you for your cooperation." He took the chocolate, his thighs were still shaking, it was not easy for him to climb to the position of the PDF, and today he realized how he should investigate a matter The thing is, don't mess with local snakes.

This is the hive capital, where the empire is mixed with fish and dragons. The doctor sat in his place, rubbing his metal fingers.

He's not used to his servo fingers, or going from a soldier to a goddamn…

Offal...

"The God Emperor and all the saints of his old man, for the double eagle emblem, sing the praises of the world, only war, only victory, we are..."

He was muttering absentmindedly, and then a blond young man in a green military uniform came with a cigarette in his mouth. He was limping with a large bandage on his buttocks. "We are the Hammers of the Empire, sir, have you ever served?"

The second lieutenant walked in, clutching his buttocks.

The doctor answered. "No, three pieces of starch. I'll get you a skin pulled out from a living person. Complications are not guaranteed. If there is something like AIDS, I will give you a discount for follow-up treatment. Six pieces will be replaced by a skin made by a genetic sage. Guaranteed and It's like your mother just gave birth."

The lieutenant scolded. "You can rob me, but you still bid. I thank your whole family. If you are willing to make a [-]% discount, I think we can still discuss it. After all, my skin may heal well, and your stomach is destined to be empty."

The doctor cursed. "Little rookie, keep your mouth clean. Your mother wasn't born when I was fighting with the orcs. If I hadn't fought bloody battles, a guy like you would have died under the attack of aliens!"

The second lieutenant laughed. "Old man, have you shown your feet? I have never lost a curse, so give me a discount now."

The doctor answered. "You ask about the bailiff in this district who dares to arrest me. Only a fledgling like you dares to provoke me. I give that guy chocolate as a daily protection fee. Those who come from outside like you know the rules of the hive capital. Weak people, like you Such weak people should be eaten!"

The lieutenant nodded. "You're not a bad person, so don't think that I'm really afraid of your threat if you want to do business or not. I'll give you three pieces of starch to clean up for me! If it wasn't for the staff telling me to save money, I would have to put you here for medical treatment? !"

The doctor sighed, where did the soldiers come from? I'm afraid their regiment leader is not a fool.

At this moment, Alan Baier, who was eating Golo meat pie in the planetary governor's mansion, suddenly felt his nose sore, and he sneezed while covering his nose.

"Ha... Your Excellency Governor, your pepper taste is really strong."

The planetary governor looks good, capable like an old nobleman, and he is about 40 years old, but Alan Bayer feels that he does not seem to be so stupid. "Of course, your opinions are of great reference value, but the treatment of the orcs is yet to be discussed. Let's continue to eat, continue to eat."

Well, I really can play Tai Chi, Alan Baier sighed, it seems that the planetary governor is equal to waste is the empire's consensus, before he despaired, a young imperial guard, wearing a white helmet, with an unknown creature feathers, black and white military uniform and saber.

How to describe it better?Alan Baier thought for a long time, probably the British colonial army who came out of the Napoleon era!

"The commander of the 143rd Regiment of the Partoria Guards, Colonel Ryan, came to discuss matters related to the green skins with the commander of the 113th Skadi Infantry Regiment, the commander of the [-]th Armored Regiment of Phraxia, Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair." After finishing speaking, the planetary governor froze instantly and asked the servant to arrange a seat.

He sat down like an old guard, cut the steak, and said naturally. "We need a little time. I'm sorting out all the supplies in this Hive City. Lieutenant Colonel, I want to fight back against those things."

Alan Baier looked at it, and it seems that this person can hand it over...

He holds out his hand. "Very well, for the Emperor."

Colonel Lane also held out his hand. "For the Emperor."

(End of this chapter)