Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 43
How many years of life, with arms like a set (a fruit that perishes easily), has suffered a lot in the past, and the worries are unforgettable, how can we relieve the worries?Only, Amset.

————Leaving by the ancient Terra poets

Today's Blue Bay Tavern is full of people, all wearing bulletproof armor and wearing laser guns, the double-headed eagle logo is shining under the dim lights of the tavern, and the smell of Amset wine here is suffocating.

Several aborigines who usually like to taste wine pushed open the tavern and saw this group of big-headed soldiers having a carnival, and immediately turned and left. The boss loved and hated this situation...

And the C seat of this banquet is the remains of the engine shrine of Alan Bair and the Chimera personnel carrier, provided by the piece on the ass of a certain unlucky soldier.

The staff officer carefully wiped the piece of debris. He didn't expect that Chimera would go away from him in just a few decades, and he felt pain again. Then he saw Alan Baier with a bitter face, and patted him on the shoulder and said with.

"What's the matter, soldier, you are a miracle, if it weren't for you, this operation would not have been successful, and more than 70 soldiers have returned!"

John drank even more, holding his glass and shouting in low Gothic (almost dialect). "To my beloved platoon leader, Boss Alan Bayer, my admiration for him is like a torrent of water..."

"Blessed by the emperor, the star of the empire, Alan Baier is invincible in the world, stepping on the green leather mecha, punching the green leather boss!"

And Alan Bayer just became more and more uncomfortable the more he listened, he was just lucky, if it wasn’t for Catachan’s help before, and he was accidentally given a long-bladed knife, and the love of the orcs here for Catachan The intensity is outrageous, he is dead...

When this kind of luck will end, he can't tell, it doesn't matter if he dies in battle, it's just that so many soldiers rely on him, which makes him start to fear what will happen to him if he loses.

Whether it's retreat or bravery, he's really just lucky, not some divine emperor's blessing, don't send him to the center of the battlefield!He just wanted to find a group of people to live in this terrifying dark universe.

Alan Baier took a sip of Amset. The Amset of this world has a lot of fruit mixed in it. The overall taste is sweet, and his mood is relieved.

He exhaled again, as if silently complaining why he didn't die on the battlefield, and lamenting how he survived?

Alan Baier is a bit contradictory. He is fed up with the horror of this dark universe, but he can't let go of his comrades. He said that he begged to die, probably a little bit, and said he wanted to live, probably also.

Recycling ammunition is to find a way to survive the constant attacks, fighting back the greenskins is to crawl back in desperation, and even defeating canned food is only because the lieutenant colonel passed by.

What ability does he have?

Maybe he will die next time, the people in the fourth row are so sad, this feeling makes him very unhappy, and he thinks how wonderful he is if he is an Astarte, with a punch that rots his green skin and a big face, and a chainsaw sword to open cans .

Ambition, generosity, superhuman will?Now that everything has disappeared, people will have fear of the unknown after surviving.

So what if you survived by luck and martial arts?The next time he dies, it will only make more people who care about him painful and in danger.

he is not a god...

Alan Baier only felt that the sweet wine was bitter even though he didn't like drinking it.

Suddenly, he was pulled by the brown-haired corporal, and he felt his body lighten. The girl actually got a few strong men and lifted him up abruptly.

"Long live Lieutenant Alan Bair! Long live the platoon leader!"

"Long live the Star of the Empire!"

A few people raised the atmosphere of the tavern again, and Alan Bayer confronted him with a grinning face. Soon, the group of tough men took him to the street and walked by the city wall. If only those who participated in the battle knew about it before, probably now The 6000 Star Militia troops stationed in the south all knew about this...

In the tavern, the blushing staff officer stroked the engine fragment. "You did a good job, you did a good job, it's okay, everyone will remember you, they just feel that living people are greater now."

The mechanical priest also ate bread and sat next to the staff, then put down the food, and chanted mechanical language to the loyal imperial engine...

Excessive?

In the forest, the huge action traces of the orc mechs attracted the attention of Lieutenant Colonel Arvada of Catachan during the previous war. The reconnaissance was well done.

The fluctuating magnetic fields and huge forests of this garden world make the position of the detectors and visual artillery over the forest very stupid and uncertain.

The Catachans have been looking for it, but the forest is so vast, how could it be so easy to find, but now that the huge orc mecha is out, the traces of this thing are not easy to hide.

The seasoned hunters followed the smell of chainsaws and engine oil, pushed through the forest and cut vines. The noisy voices of the orcs seemed to be right next to their ears, which made people feel irritated.

Silent and full of murderous intent, they marched like ghosts in the woods. They were Catachans, heroes from the dead world of the Empire, real terrible monsters, the demons of Catachan.

Melta guns, bolters, beam carbines, Catachan long blades, although they are streamlined, they are all good things.

Compared with its experience and power, it will give the orcs extra surprises and happiness!
But Avada quickly saw the next scenery, he did see a lot of beast artifacts, but he miscalculated.

It’s okay if it’s just one-eyed orcs, but there are still huge wild groups visible to the naked eye. One-eyed is now sitting on the throne, a large number of orc mechas, duel fields, and dozens of rumbling garbage cannons are being built, Ava Da felt his hairs stand on end.

Avada soon realized that the Star Forces had been deceived. The planetary governor did not report that the number of green skins in this world was so exaggerated. Only during this period of time, there were probably tens of thousands of those who were defeated near Karu City and gathered here. only!

The number has even surpassed the strength of Karu City, where the Star Militia Army is stationed!
This planet has long been polluted by green skins!
The faces of the Catachans froze. This situation was beyond their control. The interference of the communicator and the loss of contact with other cities made the Star Militia Army feel that the world was only [-] orcs, and they were unable to gather larger ones. A team that can destroy other worlds.

But the reality is that the orc infestation here is so severe that the Inquisition needs to be notified...

(End of this chapter)