Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 185 The Attacking Pirate Legion

The Iron Gate is suspended in the void. This powerful Mechanicum creation has become the last legacy of Pan Lan. Its volcanic cannon can no longer be repaired due to the collapse of the rare special crystals inside, but it is still good as a drifting port and fire blockade.

Hundreds of warships surrounded it, and civilian ships also came in and out. The metal engines seemed to be having a bonfire banquet. The shining steel gate became their focus. Those war engines were constantly gathered here during this period of time. Loyalists from all walks of life, there are dozens of them in a star system, what about the entire star sector?
Even after experiencing war and civil strife, there are still hundreds of warships loyally gathered in the place where the pirates will attack.

They guard Mandeville Point like the gate gods. The Emperor's Steel City guards the last vital point of the empire. At this moment, because of the continuous development and the navy's development of this area for the people, it has become a good free port.

The Skadi who were soldiers had been back from Panlan for a while, but in the conference room now, Marcato handed over Alan Baier's favorite coffee with great interest. "How does it feel to have the Forge World as a taboo?"

Alan Bayer was not surprised. You know, this is his territory. What messy deal can be hidden from a commander-in-chief of the empire who can cover the sky with his hands?
Without this control, the star sector would have been full of cults and demons everywhere.

He took a bottle of hand-ground coffee he bought from a commoner outside, tore open the waterproof paper bag, enjoyed the oily paper with his fingers, then carefully poured artificial caffeine into his military kettle and shook it, smelling the unique smell inside Steel Gate. promethium smell.

Although he prefers to live in Bordereau, he still needs to come here to join the overall deployment and command of the Astral Army.

"I found something." There was no one around, and the place would not be monitored. Alan Bayer handed out the letter, and Marcato took it, his expression changed, and he accepted it.

"I'll send someone to do it."

Alan Baier replied. "I need to know the process."

Marcato looked distressed, and then said. "After that, if you want to follow up, go to the tavern you took the second lieutenant to yesterday to ask about the situation."

Alan Baier nodded, and they just assumed that this thing no longer existed.

Markato was willing to give him such rights, simply because he was already very important. Compared with Makato's subordinates, he was more like a warlord who was independent from the commander, had his own soldiers, and even had his own territory.

It's just that there is still a lack of battleships, but if he wants to, he can definitely split a group of people to become his own void camels.

But status is a responsibility. The commander-in-chief has a great responsibility and brings a lot of troubles. Alan Bayer is naturally aware of it, but Marcato has not been corrupted by power. He is very clear about what the empire needs now. An invincible The fleet, guarding the lifeline of this star region, is also a way to resist the red pirates from invading the solar star region.

Malcato put those things away, and the military uniform of the imperial lieutenant general at this moment shows his authority. At least in this star sector, this "weak" place, there is no world of death conscripts like Catachan, and there is no world like Mars. A vast production world, where only will and unity hold the battle lines.

He is the kingdom here. Afterwards, in the command room, the war lords who came from all over the star area were dukes and princes. Many of them had military ranks similar to or even higher than that of Marcato. They also had several battle groups under their command. , hundreds of dozens of warships.

Those war lords held their heads high. They came here just to settle the sins of the red pirates, but Marcato had the highest and strongest position among them, because the large amount of supplies produced by the planetary trade system headed by Gundwa VI made him The "wealth" has reached its limit.

Now the empire's weak control over this star area has completely collapsed under the invasion of the red pirates, and the princes of the Astral Army from all over the world are the only war power in this star area.

They had no Astartes, no Battle Sisters of the Empire, and legions of mortals against that which was invincible.

But a heresy is a heresy. In this hall full of loyalists, the Iron Gate hall, there is green skin blood that has not been wiped clean on the metal wall, which has been weathered and cracked, telling what kind of tough guys here are.

Marcato slid his fingers across the dark green star map. "The enemy will jump to this position during this period of time." A huge black machine, a planetary engine-level monster appeared on the screen, and it was also the honor of the soldiers in this sector, their miracle, the destroyed Ark of Omen.

"This huge monster, the heresy engine once threatened us, and now it is scrap iron, but even so, it is still an excellent enemy stronghold. We have no ability to deal with this thing, and we can only monitor this area at present, but this period I have sent destroyers to regain control there, and the news will be updated soon."

Seeing this monster, the war lords from all over the place looked very unhappy. Everyone knew that the Ark of Omen was famous in the Eye of Terror. The legend in the empire was that children stopped crying, and adults changed their faces when they heard about it.

"Its engine has been completely destroyed, and there is no way it can be restarted." Marcato proudly introduced this matter. After all, he can become the leader here, and a large part of it is due to this credit. , Only thirty battleships wiped out the Red Pirates' advance troops and one planetary engine, which is nothing more than a miracle bestowed by the emperor.

The other lords also had to admit that having such a legion as their ally is reassuring, but even so, Marcato still wanted to throw out bad news, tear it apart, and show it to others. .

"During this time, the subspace storm has become smaller and smaller. According to our estimates, the Red Pirate's void fleet is ready. We don't know the number of enemies, the configuration, or even when those people will come, but We can get this spot."

"Near the Omen Ark..."

"Ominous Ark?" "Ominous Ark..." The war lords began to mutter. They are all heroes in their own territory and have connections with each other. They even have a lot of acquaintances, and they may all have graduated from a military academy.

The Emperor's divine light guided them here, but it could not conceal their greed for life and fear of death.

Fear, people are destined to have fear, you cannot deny fear, it is fear that makes sacrifice great, without cowardice, what is courage?
They are also human beings, and even war heroes would feel that such a huge planetary engine is a force majeure level, but Alan Baier knows that they just lack an answer, an answer that makes them willing to sacrifice.

Hope, gaps, anything, the empire lacks this thing.

Their cowardice at the moment is such a thing, the sense of despair that they can't see the future, but Alan Bayer stood up.

"Are you afraid?"

Those war lords are fierce men, they are all imperial soldiers who have killed countless enemies, who is this young man in front of him?On his chest is the... Star of Terra badge?
They all began to bow their heads and listen to the introduction of their adjutants. After all, there is a lot of information inside the empire. You can't expect them to know everything. They are commanders and soldiers, not intelligence officers.

When they were clear about it, their complexions softened again. They might feel that the young man in front of them was full of vigor and ignorance, or it might be that they really had slightly complicated feelings for the lieutenant colonel who had experienced a lot.

But there are people who are full of blood. "By the Emperor, no member of the Imperial Guard dies in vain. If our battle is hopeless, so what?"

"The enemy has the Ark of Omen as a cover. The evil planetary engine and its machine spirit are still hostile to humans. We are also at a disadvantage in terms of military strength."

"If you think that sacrifice in vain can be exchanged for victory, then it is best for our cooperation to stop here. The subspace storm subsides, and we can fly separately in the face of catastrophe."

His words were extreme, he was not very old, a major, not even thirty, and he came up because of fighting in the war years, and he was full of blood. There is no doubt that this imperial officer made great achievements in this cruel era after the subspace storm blocked the area of.

As long as there is a war, there will often be those who are lucky or capable to climb up, but it is not clear if he has real skills or just luck.

Alan Bair also throws out his arrogance. "I contacted Qi Fan, commander-in-chief of the eastern part of Damocles Bay, and his legendary chief of staff, Kane, will also be here."

"Caphas Kane?" The other officers and even the generals were slightly moved by the name, the emperor's miracle, soldier, Chief of Staff Kane.

"Will he be our reinforcement?" asked the young officer.

Alan Baier nodded and said. "The star language I posted a year ago has received a reply some time ago. We only need to wait for another week. They have already arrived at the outer edge of this star area and will rely on the current Mandeville point of the Iron Gate to jump here. .”

"The Star Militia in the Partoria sector will also come to help."

Those war lords couldn't sit still for a while. That kind of restlessness is not nervousness, but excitement. The empire has not marched with such a large-scale imperial guard for thousands of years. If the three star regions are really united, the estimated number of warships will reach the top. An exaggerated number of thousands.

"Expedition...The expedition is coming!" A general said excitedly. For the imperial army, expedition is a vocabulary that can be experienced almost only in history. Like the expedition of the sun lord Macharius, to regain the empire Numerous territories, expanding the area where the Astro Torch can shine.

If this matter is really implemented, they will become history, recorded in the history of the empire for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, but compared to leaving a name in history, the unity of the Imperial Guard is their dream of hope.

The empire is afraid of groups that are too powerful. Without the permission of the high lord and the coordination of the military affairs department, it is almost impossible for the astral army to cooperate with each other across star regions. As a result, although the empire is huge today, the energy it can gather is very small. Has not been high.

That kind of excitement made the heroes of the Imperial Guard couldn't help being happy, but those old things had to be asked. "What about the high lord's permission and supplies? Gathering such a large army rashly will be labeled as heresy."

Alan Bair just said. "Why, do you care what those bugs do?"

"Bugs? Those are the high lords of the empire..." the officer who wanted to spend his old age in peace muttered.

Alan Baier replied. "We only have this chance. The Red Pirates brought us together. If we don't grasp the opportunity of unity, we will completely lose all chances of victory."

"Are you worried about the arrogant orders of those high-ranking old driftwoods who slapped the extermination order, but dare not join the huge legion that the Imperial Guard has rarely formed in hundreds of years, and open fire on the traitors who plundered your hometown?"

Bloodliness is buried in the officers of the Imperial Guard. When they were young, they also swayed ammunition, sabers, won victories and killed enemies. If they were asked to choose, spend their old age or take revenge, they hesitated, but determined again.

"Fuck those aliens!"

"For the Emperor!"

"heresy!"

That's right, within the empire, there are wastes with plain corpses, and there are also guys who have become generals of the empire by relying on their family status and military school grades, but there is no doubt that the heroes of the empire standing here are not.

Rather than relying on the secure seat of a pug dog, Warlords are better at shooting their enemies with precision than at groveling.

And Marcato looked at the situation at this moment, and he also understood that the lieutenant colonel in front of him was more suitable to be a commander than him. At least he had met until now, and the progress of this soldier was like a meteor.

He wondered if it was necessary to abdicate one day, but he also understood that that day has not yet come, after all, the qualifications are hanging there.

But Marcato was also happy enough. He looked at the tactical tablet, collected the situation and reports, and the situation of the war became brighter. The Imperial Guard received assistance and changes everywhere. Sprinkle your own life.

But the good news will not come out all the time, the God of Destiny is also stretching out his arm, and the video from the front line has been passed to him, so he has to cough to interrupt the high-spirited situation here.

"Everyone, look at the screen, the holographic device, we are alive."

The crow and magpie were silent, only the hum of the equipment running, the priest connected the mechanical pipes, transmitted, chanted troublesome bytes, praised the God of Myriad Machines, praised the Om Messiah, and finally a light green holographic screen appeared in front of everyone.

In the empty space area, according to the label, the huge Ark of Omen has disappeared, and a faint light flashed, that is...

A tattered warship, is it a green skin?Um?Spikes and rundowns, corruption and eight-pointed stars?A cultist, a heretic? !

Streamlined hull, glowing, black sharp blade, no, there are scum of the Eldar, like a seafood boat...Titanium?

Until the malevolent flagship in the void arrived, the strike strategy ship, the Space Marine barge, only now that holy thing became a disgusting heretic warship.

The barge of the red pirates, with those colorful things from different races, the most loyal people of the Imperial Guard had to frown, because it represented the red pirates, using aliens.

"Unreasonable! They drove the aliens to fight for themselves?!" The restless officer scolded, this is viciousness, blasphemy, and blasphemy against the human race.

But Alan Bair said. "The Red Pirates can let it go. Even if it's just that, this operation will make this battleship group huge. Without those aliens, this fleet will shrink by two-thirds!"

That's right, the number is too large, thousands of battleships, and there are many battleships, the difference in troop strength is almost irreversible!
The loyalists had to face this situation, hundreds, to be precise, only four hundred, and mainly destroyers, the Imperial Navy, which had no previous cooperation experience, dealt with tens of thousands of enemy warships.

But the despair did not pervade, instead they looked forward to whether they could create a miracle recorded in history if the reinforcements arrived.

Marcato yelled. "For the emperor, let's do it!"

　Astral Army×Green Leather

　　
　
(End of this chapter)