Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 21 The Arrival of Katachan
Hellgun, imperial wrath, powerful weapon, but you have to ignore the 15kg bag and its complicated maintenance logistics, which is why the Mechanicum is here.

Alan Bayer didn't have time to learn so many things, just pulling the trigger was already difficult, and he had to pay attention to the pressure and heat.

And this hell gun energy backpack commonly used by the empire can have 150 rounds of ammunition, powerful explosive and penetrating power, and a rate of fire that is not bad for a machine gun.

Equivalent to a mobile heavy bomber.

If such weapons could be equipped in a concentrated manner, the enemies of the empire would probably be wiped out, but the reality is that the number of them and the forge worlds that can manufacture them are too few in the vast territory of the empire.

And the Astral Army recruit manual clearly stipulates that any weapon cannot leave the body, cannot be placed on the ground, and even if it is a last resort, it must be stored in a strict and complete armory.

In other words, Alan Bayer now wears that suit of carapace and carries a large power bag, which can be hung on the wall when sleeping, and should be carried as much as possible at other times, so as not to be unhappy...

But now Alan Baier feels the heaviness of the empire,

Now Alan Bayer misses his "flashlight" very much, at least it won't be so heavy.

With his head down, he tore off the seal with a pull ring, and lifted the cover of a nutritional porridge ration uniformly distributed by the Imperial Guard.

The slogan of the Ministry of Military Affairs is printed on it
[As a soldier of the Imperial Guard, you will eat the Imperial Guard Nutritional Porridge Ration, which provides 16 ready-to-eat flavors and is designed to be easy to eat on the battlefield.Imperial Guard's Nutritional Porridge contains all the nutritional needs of Astra Militarum combatants and has a shelf life of 160 standard years. 】

[Note: If the Imperial Guard's nutritional porridge ration is used as the soldier's sole food source for more than 5 consecutive days, adverse reactions that will be observed include but are not limited to headache, gastrointestinal discomfort, fetal malformation, and heart failure. 】

Alan Baier scooped out a spoonful of semi-solidified nutritious porridge with his spoon and brought it to his mouth.

He chewed, a somewhat useless gesture against the already porridge-like paste, and swallowed, trying to judge the taste with his tongue.

It’s a bit like a Skadi traditional dish, marinated fish soup with purple cabbage.

He looked at the lid, and it was written that this nutritious porridge was flavored with Rahnno's grilled chicken.

Since he doesn't know where it is, and he doesn't know what that kind of roast chicken should taste like, he can't say how good it tastes, but if he has to taste it carefully, he will say it's not delicious.

If it weren't for the need to take the lead and show discipline, Alan Bayer might have gone into the forest to hunt down unlucky primitive animals to obtain protein, but he also had to consider whether he would see the Emperor directly because of outer space viruses or allergies.

Food is always the most embarrassing place. Even if humans can live here, the difference between the planets is so big, and the difference between people is not small. The real veterans are always not against eating food in outer space, probably because they Had worse days.

After all, delicious canned meat is not available every day. Protein and oil are always the hard currency on the battlefield. After the greenskins attack and cut off the supplies, this stuff can make the camp live a few more days. He sighed and ordered John Take the recruits to patrol the nearby forest so they won't be too idle.

And when Alan Bayer was calculating his budget and was troubled by the so-called weight and food, Katachan was also having lunch not far from Karoo City to the No. [-] outpost.

Catachans only pay attention to three "S" in any activity, not Slaanesh!

It's hunting, hydration, survival, the three "S".

When Lieutenant Colonel Arvada cut open the belly of a light blue palm-sized lizard, squeezed out its internal organs, and then looked at it, he was a little disappointed because there was no toxin in it and it tasted bland.

Throwing away the inedible organs of the lizard, keeping the liver, gallbladder, etc., and peeling the skin skillfully with a sharp Catachan knife, as easy as peeling off a banana, and then peeling the lizard with blue scales The lizard swallowed it in one gulp.

Chew it slowly...

The sound of clicking, if you are next to him, you must feel that he is eating roast chicken or something, and the red liquid flows out of his mouth, and for Catachan, the creatures in the mild world can't catch up with him in terms of deliciousness Those from home.

But please don't doubt what demihumans they are, they are undoubtedly the most loyal and purest people in the empire.

Catachan's party pressed on, and they soon spotted the dissonance of the forest, the downed branches, the crushed rot, and the scorched remains of the lasguns on the ferns.

Those guys met the enemy?But Lieutenant Colonel Arwada quickly denied that there was no blood here.

A group of Catachans suddenly smiled after watching the mess here.

"I can't do it. Someone shot in the forest out of fear. This is really the funniest thing I've seen in a while."

Lieutenant Catachan looked at the chaos here, but it was interesting that even though they looked so noisy, they were still quiet compared to the forest.

And Avada directly evaluates. "If I need to chase them, I can feel them there with my eyes closed."

A group of people continued to move forward, they were not afraid of this dark and noisy forest at all, because for them, the real threat was not something noisy, but something quiet.

What is really quiet, silent, there is no doubt that it is a real predator.

This forest is an amusement park for Catachan, and it has nothing to do with it except that the climate is like their hometown.

Awada walked quite a distance, he suddenly heard a rustling sound in his ear, and his fingers made a signal.

【stop】

The other Catachans also felt that something was wrong. There was something with two legs nearby. They drew their war blades, and everything was quiet. It was hard to imagine how a hundred or so people gathered in the forest, but became one with it, and did not It's such a fast march.

If the Skadi [-]rd Infantry Regiment were here, it would only turn the march into a leaf-stomping contest.

And the minutes passed, and when Avada smelled the scent, he rushed out of the dense forest, over the cover of branches and leaves, or rather the whole regiment.

Then the target was suppressed, and the blade was clamped around his neck. In just ten seconds, a platoon of people was captured alive silently.

Avada saw clearly the person being crushed by him, it was a young recruit, his military rank was a sergeant, and John was written on the dog tag... He was not worth Avada's reading, Avada was just suppressing He shouted something.

"Gentle Stars, let them go and continue marching!"

(End of this chapter)