Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 11 Stationed Mission
In the capital of Gundwa, the Star Guards resting in the church of Karu City did not rest for too long. When lunch was over, there was the sound of the company commander's bluffing arrangements.

At present, the main goal of the Astral Army is to protect the star port of Upper Karoo City, so that the continuous support and support will not be broken. This is also the attitude of the Astral Army when facing most of the enemies.

Anyway, losing the empire's possession in this world wouldn't make things any worse, but the war of attrition must have been the result of the Astra Militarum's success in defeating the enemy.

10 if 20 is not enough, 20 if 40 is not enough, as long as you can keep this world.

Lives may be nothing compared to the loss of giving the Emperor's domain to the xenos...

When Alan Bayer, the platoon leader, looked at the map issued above, there were a lot of dense forests around Karoo City, and their current goal was to go to the reconnaissance base created by the previous garrison near Karoo City.

When the orcs are coming, warn the large troops and delay the enemy's attack. In other words, the main force will not be dispatched for the time being, and the dense forests in this world are huge, and there are no armored regiments and artillery regiments to cover them.

Alan Baier sighed, his regiment was destined to be cannon fodder...

Seeing his slight dissatisfaction, the company commander scolded him. "What are you doing?"

Alan Bayer rolled up his bedding and asked his men to bring a huge supply package, because they also had the intention of supporting supplies when they went to the outpost this time. "The whole army is dispatched, let's guard the No. [-] reconnaissance station in the south of the city!"

They left the interior of Karoo City in a Chimera transport vehicle, passed through the complicated human city, witnessed countless statues praising the emperor and heroes, and drove from the upper level to the lower level. When they really stepped on the ground, they realized why they did not Allocate armored units.

Fallen leaves, or overgrown fern rotting collapses, were as thick as the man-high man-high radiant snow left behind by a snowstorm on the outskirts of their native Cadiz hive capital.

Corporal John couldn't help complaining. "My God, what are these things, are plants so disgusting?"

Kailan also raised his own machine gun with his hands high. "I can't even see the nest, I don't want to see it here!"

Alan Bayer used the bayonet on his gun to cut off the vines in the forest. The environment here was too outrageous. Obviously, most of the cars couldn't move. When he pushed aside a branch, the branch bounced back and hit the People, the complaints can no longer stop.

The residents of the hive city have never seen the real appearance of the garden world, but the colonization of the empire is not like the star sea civilization in science fiction stories that can transform a huge forest into a real livable place.

Moreover, the many green skins here have also imprisoned the human defenses near Karoo City, and the green skins cannot completely clean up the humans here.

God knows how long this damn situation lasted, more than ten years?hundreds of years?
Blinding ferns block the light, the complex and dense forest makes walking difficult, and a large number of decaying ferns make the terrain here ridiculously bad.

The buzzing sound continued, and at first Alan Baier thought it was just an ordinary bug until the bug as big as his fist flew towards his face.

He had to tilt his head back and swing the bayonet frantically. In fact, he was quite afraid of this thing, especially the feeling of the dragonfly-like compound eyes staring at him.

But the bug didn't seem to take his resistance seriously, and continued to circle around his head. When the bug flew past his ears, it sounded like the engine of a Valkyrie transport plane humming non-stop.

Apparently finding nothing of interest, it flew away quickly, flying among the dense moss trees and hanging vines, and finally hung upside down in the dense forest.

"God Emperor, what is this..." John looked at the upside-down worm. People in the Hive City saw too many new things today, and they lacked a person who is really familiar with the forest...

What's interesting is that this group of guys survived in the extremely disgusting, radiation-filled and waste-filled, constantly recycled air, eating the starch lumps recycled from the upper excrement.

Facing this "beautiful" forest environment, I actually feel at a loss.

The hot and humid environment was exhausting their physical strength very quickly, especially the three strong men of the heavy weapons team, and the supply soldiers carrying a large amount of supplies, because the thick rotting plants covered their waists like a swamp.

People's spirits are highly tense, and in an unfamiliar environment, there are no veterans to lead them, only a compass and a general direction. This is also a major reason for the death of recruits from the Star Militia Army. The local environment of the planet is terrible.

When Alan Bayer saw the sign of the local Star Militia Army, it was covered with vines in the forest and marked with a sign in Gothic language. If you move forward, it should be an outpost, and there should be two rows inside. Soldiers are waiting for their support.

"It's almost there." Alan Bayer subconsciously lowered his voice. Although the sounds of animals in the forest were bustling and the sounds of ferns colliding with each other were constant, he still did so.

I don't know if it was because such behavior touched the spirit of the hive city residents, a soldier suddenly couldn't help shouting.

"Contact! Fifty yards west!"

The soldiers have done countless times of encounter training, thirty times if not fifty times, but now they are in a mess, not to mention that the report point of Fifty Yards to the West is really messy, but whether this group of recruits can respond It's not clear where the north, south, east, and west are.

None of the identification goals, report types and characteristics emphasized by the instructors were achieved.

A moment later, chaotic beams of light were fired in the forest, with a whoosh sound, and the heat of the laser ignited, scorching the trunk of the fern, leaving pitch-black bullet holes.

Alan Baier just felt terrible, and was about to yell, but someone was one step ahead of him.

"Cease fire! Fuck cease fire!" John ordered the restless team to stop. The recruits were out of breath, and many of them had already fired the beam of an energy battery, while the so-called enemy fell from the canopy.

It was a small dark green animal with three eyes, like a domestic cat.

Alan Bair walked up to it, and called on the yelling recruit again. "This is the enemy you are talking about?"

The recruit faltered. "At least it's green..."

The farce finally came to an end, and Alan Bayer only felt a little more hopelessness. Such a mess would happen under the eyes of the God Emperor...

"It's a good thing you didn't hit your teammate. If you hit one of your own, I won't hesitate to doubt your loyalty, and then give you a shot."

Maybe it was because he had been with the political commissar for a long time, and his tone made people believe that it was rare for a group of people to move forward honestly. After walking for a long time, they saw a flat land in the distance of the forest.

It was an outpost in the style of the Star Militia Army, with trenches, barbed wire, battle forts, two-story buildings with big 3 characters written on them, and erected heavy guns and veterans.

Alan Baier held up the flag that was distributed in advance, with the logo of the Star Militia painted on it, and waved it.

(End of this chapter)