Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 192

Something is wrong with the street, Alan Bayer can vaguely feel that this is not a situation that thugs like to carry out, more strictly speaking, this is the execution ground...

Bloody, ruined walls, limbs, the imperial guards have never seen hell, they deal with the hell on earth created by heresy and aliens every day, but today's can really make people feel physically uncomfortable.

The main reason is that the survivors are all alive. Yes, there are many more living people than dead people, but those who have no skin, their bones have been pulled out, their muscles have been cut off, some people are wriggling on the ground, some people are hanging, and some people have been thrown down countless times. overdose of hallucinogens.

"Alien, or heresy?" The lieutenant colonel looked at the mess here. Whether it was the interference of the chaos gods or the conspiracy of the alien, it had nothing to do with him. He only needed to complete his two goals, occupying the core recovery area of ​​the city and Take the tavernkeeper away.

"Staff, how is the situation of the scouting troops?" Alan Bayer picked up the binoculars and looked at the surrounding area from afar. They were already approaching the city, but apart from the shining lumen light and the buzzing ventilation equipment, there was nothing All that remains is death and, decay, howling and screaming.

This place is not a human city, it's just a hell polluted by heresy. Now the Lieutenant Colonel's idea has become to quickly complete the occupation task, let the engineering troops do the work, and then kill all the living people here.

It can only be said that I hope the target will seek their own blessings, but given the abundant martial arts of the Imperial Guard and the tavern is not the core area, there should be no problem in the short term.

The staff officer also answered at this moment. "The Leitlin private first class replied, the enemies over there are not densely populated, they seem to be obsessed with slaughtering the weak, and they are making disgusting behaviors everywhere in this area at this moment."

Those maggot people, skin-turning people, skinless people, blood spilling, screaming and wriggling flashed through my mind. Alan Baier was a little disgusted. This was the feeling of seeing the future of the corpse sea, but at this moment it turned out.

"Empathy... Staff, how is the mental state of the soldiers?"

The staff officer replied. "Trying to shoot those beasts."

"Very well, let's do it!"

"Convey the whole, surprise those beasts!"

The buzzing sound of the imperial engine reverberates. Although the Chimera is a transport armored vehicle, it is also a real imperial engine. The machine soul born for the war is cheering happily, and this bloody, distorted place is also responding to the silent imperial guards. anger.

In the recycling point composed of blood, waste, metal and a large number of industrial equipment, this place that originally assumed the survival line of many people is now producing things non-stop, constantly producing things.

The roar and pistons squirmed in the narrow space of the factory. The boss of the gang flogged the ordinary people he had captured. The automatic gun pressed against their lifelines, driving those people to produce day and night. He found the cargo ship that hadn't left, and demanded It leaves with its backbone.

Drawing swords and plundering his own countrymen is no disgrace to this villain. In his eyes, the emperor or other gods don't matter, he just needs to live.

Is it hard to rate this guy wrong?Because he doesn't know those ordinary civilians, and he doesn't care whether they live or die. At the end of this dark No. 40 millennium, living in this era, ask yourself, how many people will care about ordinary people after they have rights and status?

Compared with those ordinary people, this gang needs those goods more, but halfway through, his subordinates couldn't help complaining. "Damn Merchant Guards, if only they were as easy to enslave as these guys!"

Boss just bangs that member on the head, he curses. "Business is business, collaboration is collaboration, we loot is our job, leaving and getting rich is our goal."

"No matter how much you do to ordinary people here, no one will care about what happens after you. We will be clean if we leave this area. If you want to offend the Empire's Astronautics Chamber of Commerce, they may not be strong, but their mouths are strong."

"Don't talk about this star system, you will be notorious in several star regions, and why are our members acting like crazy these days?"

Even if this gang boss is well-informed, he has traveled through many worlds and seen things under the dark side of the empire, but he couldn't help but tremble when he saw the scenery outside the factory.

It’s just that he doesn’t think those animals are his subordinates. For him, except for the hundreds of armed men in this factory who are brothers, the others are just temporary recruits. Even if they are not crazy, he still has a headache. this matter.

"Go on, go on..."

His eyes have become cloudy, he has not slept for a long time, the pressure and the urgency of death, all his things are useless in the face of war, and now it can be said that he has turned against the empire, must be fast, must...

"add…"

Bang, boom, the walls trembled, and the entire area of ​​the factory seemed to have fallen into a huge natural disaster. After a while, hundreds of Imperial Guard soldiers broke in through the windows from a high place, armed with weapons, and shot down with ropes at the same time.

Whoosh, whoosh, deflagrate through the human body, instantly igniting those poor people, and the full carapace can't even be pierced by those people's automatic guns.

"It's the Imperial Guard!" exclaimed, and one of their worst nightmares came true, when they used force to enslave the citizens of the Empire, when the usual protection money and oppression became slavery to the Ming, and the Empire couldn't stand their stupidity anymore.

"Bunker!" shouted, but the effect of the bunker against the deflagration gun is actually not strong, and the lethality caused by the penetrating ability of the deflagration beam can completely penetrate the recycling lathe made of ordinary metal.

However, some bright-minded gang members choose to use living people as obstacles, thinking that the Imperial Guard can make the Imperial Guard afraid, but the Imperial Guard doesn't care about those citizens at all. The most important thing the Empire lacks is ordinary people. There are as many as stars, and human rights are nonsense,

Bang bang bang, whoosh, deflagration, hotmelt, explosive bomb, in order to reduce losses, the lives of Skadi's only regiment are more expensive than those weapons, and the firepower swayed in this respect is even more abnormal, and Chimera can use hotmelt The breached exterior wall holes began to shoot.

The massacre was one-sided, without any suspense. Those traitors naturally offended the emperor, and they would be ravaged like this today. The sins of those deaths and huge profits gathered here need to be paid off by some people.

When the wind of killing blows through this narrow place, fear can not only breed chaos, but also pick out who can do great things. Almost instantly, the gang boss and a few cronies go there at that extremely fast speed, according to the standards of ordinary people. Look, their hungry tigers pounce on food very fast, and the effect is also good.

"I got it..." Panting heavily, several people frantically went to the tunnel dug here earlier, using the death of brothers and sisters who were once loyal to them, after all, gangsters have no moral argument.

When a powerful predator comes, the rats will naturally run away, that's all, they are not afraid, because this is the normal state of the hive people, but this time it is not the PDF but the Imperial Guard.

The sound of trampling metal in the damp pipes is very familiar to the veterans of Skadi. At this moment, the rogues on the ground have almost been killed. The occupation is completed, and the engineering troops are slowly approaching.

Sergeant Catachan looked at the ground. "Sir, someone is down there."

Alan Baier just looked at the location of the tavern in the distance, worried. "Leave them alone."

Those rats were rushing underground, but they didn't know that they took their lives and counted them as the emperor's blessing, but they didn't know how to be grateful, they just cursed and satirized the incompetence of the imperial guards, turning the whole city into hell, even though they contributed to it. , but they scolded well.

If the imperial guards really cared about this, they wouldn't let those big businessmen and nobles leave and put the citizens of the empire in such a situation.

"Let's go, let's go, what we have now is enough for us to leave, we can talk about it when we get to the new world." Urging hurriedly, this old gang leader has seen too many things, he knows how terrifying the alien coming is, and also knows The Imperial Guard has no leisure to manage them.

Run fast, live on, such thoughts swirl in his mind, and the precious metals weighing tens of catties in his hand and the rare crystals removed from many public equipment in this city are the final pass.

The wet underground also has an end, heavy metal is also salvation, and their own paradise is in front of them.

The flickering lumen light is looming at the end of the pipe, escaping from the sky is nothing more than a dream, the kind of hooligans, robbers, and gangsters have hope, at the end of the pipe, an imperial transport ship outside the city is waiting, those guys dressed as businessmen are holding He pointed his automatic gun, raised it vigilantly, and pointed it at them.

"Stop, human!"

The executive was a little strange, she was big and had a high-pitched voice, but she had to be called a beauty, and the gang boss immediately raised her hand. "We were raided by the Imperial Guard!"

"We only have so many things, take us away, as agreed!"

He opened the box, and pieces of dark heavy-duty alloy materials and beautiful rare gemstones fell on the ground, and the merchant guards here all looked rich, with a full set of carapace, even the Imperial Guard rarely had such equipment, those The tall imperial man quickly put away the goods, and the inventory was over.

"Not enough, I can only take four people away."

The boss looked bitter. "Only four people?" There are five of them, that is to say, one of them will stay here?

The sound of tinnitus suddenly reverberated in his brain. He kept thinking about who he needed, and the other members looked at each other warily because of this. They would not think about defeating this caravan. Their only choice was to leave.

"Old Lawrence, we usually have a good friendship. Let's work together. If you kill anyone, you can get on the boat." When someone starts to suggest to his companion, whether it's the whispering action or this sentence, it is enough to make those people vigilant, but they don't know Why, the voice of this sentence is small but it does not hinder the ears of others.

"What does it mean to kill one?! Lawrence, Ron, you two bastards!"

"Boss plus me and Kaiai, the three of us must beat you two!"

Swords are at war, guns, blades, tension and depression, the former friends are now facing each other, and they no longer trust each other.

And this hard situation broke suddenly. It wasn't someone who shot, but Lawrence inserted the dagger into the waist of their leader. Lawrence himself didn't know why he did this. He watched the blood wet his fingers and felt that Just now my head was hot and dizzy, and suddenly...

"No, boss, no, I..."

The gang leader was angry, his face grimaced because of the pain, and a moment later, Lawrence's actions were considered to be a declaration of war, betrayal, and the war started instantly, guns shot at each other, gangsters threatened and killed each other, wailing and screaming crazily, and they The fire in their hearts made them like to shoot the opposite thigh, arm, that kind of place that is not fatal for some reason.

When the war was over, none of the five people were dead, they were just dying, and the ground was wet with blood. They ignored everything around them, and only had hatred and anger in their eyes. At this moment, those businessmen also faded away their phantoms, and the tall aliens looked at the human body. Fighting, as if watching some interesting cricket fight.

For the Dark Eldar, Munch (the derogatory name of the Eldar for humans) is such a creature, interesting, short-lived, with strong emotions and huge numbers, their souls are not tasteless to eat, and the pain is quite enough, and the so-called only The words of taking four people are also false, they need all of them!

Looking at the wrestling humans, the tall businessman turned into a blood-ling man, and the bolt gun in his hand also turned into a long-spiked stinger. "My stimulants are getting better and better."

She raised her head arrogantly, watching those humans fight, and the most elite troops of the Dark Eldar are also tracking the whereabouts of Alan Baier. They are curious why the Imperial Guard came here, and obtaining tactical goals is also one of their core goals. But for Xueling, it is more important that the flesh and blood here is enough for her to play for as long as possible.

At this moment, this place is like this, at the end of this dark No.40 millennium, the restlessness of aliens and the invasion of chaos forces, the activity of Behemoth swarms, the waaahhg of orcs, or the expansion of titanium, for the Dark Eldar It's all good comedy and lunch, and they live high in the Comoros, don't care about a lot of suffering...

After the struggle of those poor people was over, their arms and thighs were all broken and torn by their companions, and they were hung up by aliens like roast chickens. In order for them to recover properly, sedatives were injected into their bodies, and The liquid from the Eternal Night Psychic Evil Beast produced in the dark world has been purified countless times by the Xueling people, and now it not only makes people quiet, it can also make them fall into nightmares.

Although I don't know what those humans are afraid of, but besides being quiet, they still have twisted and wriggling faces telling their pain. For the Dark Eldar, tens of millions of lives in this place are howling, suffering, Huge soul abilities are produced all the time to fill their empty bodies.

They have already been tortured shells, and there is nothing left. There is only one goal that drives them forward, that is, to let no one in this world die well.

(End of this chapter)