Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 24 Iron Teeth Boss
The huge, tattered spaceship, painted with red marks and glowing green around it, appeared abruptly and passed through the orbit and atmosphere of the planet.

There is no doubt that the Imperial Navy should theoretically intercept them, but the technology used by the Orcs does not require Mandeville points, which is why the Empire has no way to deal with Ork pirates.

And this is a battleship called "Boom Boy". Although most humans can only judge the level of orc warships by the size and the number of guns, according to the orcs, their battleships do have series names.

And this strategic ship can theoretically carry a lot of boys, enough to take a green-skin tribe away from your own planet, but I have to say that two battleship-level orc warships gather without a strong enough boss. Impossible.

Soon they will fight among themselves, so it is more difficult for the orcs to unite, and thanks to this bad habit, otherwise the galaxy would be green.

Booming, falling from the sky like a meteor, generally speaking, a battleship cannot enter the atmosphere due to its huge size, it will be pulled by the weight of the planet, and then disintegrate.

But it doesn't matter to Iron Tooth, the boss of this battleship...

Because his kid has already calculated the landing place, and the ship has indeed been flying for too long, it can still be used as scrap when it lands and is scrapped.

For orcs, there is no "junk" but only "treasure".

When the boys were being trained how to sneak, how to kill humans, and how to shoot, One Eye saw a huge spaceship obliquely above. The hull had been burned red by the atmosphere, and it fell down like a meteor, cursing inwardly.

"Tm, who drove the boat?!"

"Hurry up and prepare the near-anti-cannon, let it go!"

Well, he has cursed out.

But it was too late, when the huge "comet" hit the surface of the planet, the huge impact overturned the houses of the psychic boys in the tribe, and blew away the Squiggs who were breeding, and the machine bully just repaired A few Grit cans were also thrown upside down.

From the wreckage of the battleship in the distance, boys in black armor crawled out, began to skillfully disassemble the hull, and then used the waste to build their own camp.

It was a huge boss, coming out of the boat, his chin was completely gone, replaced with metal teeth, wearing a hat with horns, advertising his origins.

The black smoke and burnt smell overflowed from his skin. The huge power claws and good enough armor swore the wealth of this orc. When he came to this camp, all the one-eyed boys raised their guns and watched vigilantly. Look at this boss.

One-eyed has grown a lot due to waaaagh's power at this moment, but in front of this boss, it seems that he hasn't grown a little.

With one eye, he watched the orc warlord's attire. "Goff..."

Then the iron-toothed warlord also looked at the one-eyed. "Blood Ax Bastard."

But it was almost a miracle they didn't fight, Irontooth said. "Where's the dead guy?"

One-eyed glanced at the location of the statue in the square, where it had turned into a big pit. At this moment, the marble seat had also become a seat made by an orc warlord, and the head was hanging on it.

The iron teeth of the Gough clan rubbed the tip of their noses. "Yeah, it doesn't matter, I just need to be beaten up."

"When all the shrimps on this planet die, it will be your turn!"

One Eye returned to the camp without saying a word, cooperation?new kid?
If Death Skull told him that it was Goff who was coming, he would prepare his close-in artillery to shoot down this bastard in advance!
Because of this, he had to step up the defense in the camp, and he began to arrange a large number of boys to patrol, lest the bastards of the Gough clan secretly pry his head open.

While they should come straight up, it's good practice to judge others by yourself, and the boys have placed various anti-detection traps around the camp, such as tattered jingle bells tied with ropes, or simple trigger traps.

But professionals are still special warfare boys. They took out that special homemade anti-reconnaissance equipment, a wooden board and two wooden sticks, put them in the mud, and when someone stepped on them, they would click and crack and make a sound.

It wasn't anything particularly advanced, but the Operator knew exactly how a truly silent person would walk.

When the camp was reinforced and the sky gradually turned dark, One Eye originally planned to kill the outpost during this period of time, but he didn't dare to attack because of Goff. This was good news for the Empire, and it was also for the Star Militia Army. Infighting among orcs was commonplace.

But no matter if it's the one-eyed or the iron-toothed, the victory of one of the two orcs may bring a terrifying waaagh to sweep across this beautiful world.

But Alan Baier didn't know about the current situation, Catachan didn't know, Lieutenant Colonel Arvada didn't know, they were just lurking in the forest like poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity, when the Catachans came near the camp At that time, the strong smell of green skins allowed them to quickly judge the enemy's situation.

Avada whispered.

"The quantity is more than expected."

The veteran next to him observed the pitch-black camp.

"It seems to be the size of two tribes, and it is still expanding!"

The Catachans quickly analyzed the situation, and as the elites of the Astra Militarum, they would not return empty-handed. Several veterans with storm grenades found a strange room with all kinds of messy decorations hanging on it. , and huge orc faces, one red and one green, painted on it.

Catachan didn't know what it was, but experience told them that as long as one shot was fired, all the nearby greenskins would die from headshots from inexplicable energy.

Facts have proved that experience can indeed bring miracles, and the greenskins may not know why, and the psionic kid suddenly went crazy.

But the Catachans had to approach the firing range first, and Avada quickly identified the specific location and let the soldiers approach slowly.

It is quiet and there are many patrols, but they are not afraid. When a few orcs pass by, they will suddenly be "eaten" by the "grass".

Grass would grow thick arms, mostly bronze, and pull him inside itself, and without a scream, the orc disappeared out of thin air.

When other orcs are terrified, a laser carbine with a flash hider will give him a close-range headshot, and a modified gun will completely destroy his head.

On the way, they also found many rough traps of orcs, and the veterans communicated with sign language.

And they started talking too. "Isn't that ghost orc here? It's too easy to sneak in here."

Awada thought about Alan Baier's expression at that time. "It's better to be careful!"

A moment later, a soldier stepped into the rotting plant, and the sole of his foot touched the fragile wooden board, making a clear sound. "click"

(End of this chapter)