Warhammer: I Am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 10 Dead Head and Bloody Axe

There were blue orc-faced flags flying in the camp, heavy metal music, and an orc warlord wearing heavy armor, lying on a large statue seat that could accommodate five or six people. Was there a human hero walking there before?

The fart hairstylist stood behind the seat, holding various strange hairy creatures in his legs. When those things were pressed against the warlord's head, they would snap and turn into hair.

Other orcs...

"Pa tap tap, glagla, waaagh, Wuhu."

"We are the strongest, we are the biggest, and I am the happiest~"

They are having fun…

The warlord looked in the mirror and shouted. “Boy, let’s make a big click!”

That thing called the Big Click is a heavy bolter often used by the Imperial Guard, but it has been completely modified by the orcs at this moment. A large number of messy things are stuffed into the gun body that can originally be stuffed with noble bolts. The boy hugged it. With.

Then I could see bullets of various calibers placed in the ammunition box like various nuts. Just take a handful and put them in, and the coals and black smoke would explode.

Well, in the Empire, even if the machine soul explodes in the chamber, it seems to me that it's fine, but all loyal machines will be so temperless in the legs of the orcs.

The Mechanicus Cult tried to decipher where the orcs' magical mechanical power came from more than once. The first thing they harvested was lumps of mushrooms and rotten meat.

Violent gunshots and the beating of heavy metal are constantly echoing in the ruins of the cities of the Human Empire. Boys with blue stuff on their faces drive dirty blue cars and run on the runway where the empire's machinery once ran.

The car dropped a lot of waste as it drove, and there were a group of farts behind it picking up the garbage. The Deathskull Orcs who were in the car looked at the farts, laughed and drank, and poured it in again, a mouthful of fermented food. Mushroom beer, or fungus beer, no one knows whether it contains alcohol.

The light green foaming liquid sprayed on the face of a neatly dressed green boy in the violent rush. He wore goggles and wore black and green clothes. He was completely different from those messy guys, and his scarlet eyes were so bright. One of them is fine, but the other is blind and glowing a scary red color.

His face was expressionless, and he looked at the boys picking up human army equipment on the roadside with a bit of disgust, and they were chattering away.

"I think, I thought, since the shrimps have so many small luminous clicks, I can tie them together to make a handful of big clicks, and the boss will definitely praise us!"

The boy was not an action person, and he started to use the Mechanicus Cult to look at him unconscious in just a moment. The Astra Militarum watched the trembling technical empty legs bundle the measurable units of the four laser guns together, and then pulled the trigger.

The sound of whizzing beams became dense and terrifying, and the intense light melted the reinforced alloy walls used in the empire's former outpost into red iron juice.

"Wuhu, boss, look at my big click!"

The orc, who was called the boss, rubbed his head. He was trying out various hair styles, and he thought the cockscomb hair was beautiful, so he told his hairstylist wrongly. "I want to find a cool, beautiful hairstyle that can highlight my green color."

Then the fart hairstylist understood and tore off all the squiggles, revealing the big green bald head.

"Perfect!"

The boss sighed, saw the big click of the laser again, stretched out his legs and snatched it away. "It's mine!"

The poor smart boy left with his head down, and when he wanted to make a click again, he found that he could never splice again.

The strangely dressed orc boy also walked up to the click-playing boss with a straight face, and yelled and cursed.

"The support from the Xiamis is here. We have failed to take the capital of Dongxiami, but I am leading the boys to play around?"

The Death Skull boss rubbed his ears, took out a ball of green mud, and wiped it on the face of the yelling boy.

"Shut up, I know what that bloody ax is coming from, I know it."

"But there are too many Xiami reconnaissance stations, and I don't want to hire them."

"You don't need me to care more than I do, you bastard of Blood Axe."

"I'm not the boss, boss."

The bastard of Blood Ax, also known as One-Eyed, is also known as the orc of the Blood Ax clan or the special operations boy. He brought his boy there to make money from those garbage guys, but this was not the first time he witnessed that. A bunch of undisciplined guys tainting fighting chances.

Does he like to play, especially if he uses his dagger to slit the unsuspecting shrimp's neck, but war is more important.

The special operations boy yelled back at the boss. "I want to prove that the teeth I spent are worth the money. Now, get rid of them at the outpost south of the human city."

The boss of the Death Skull Orcs exhaled a long stream of hot breath. He had just put a battery of the laser gun in his mouth and chewed it up. It was so strong that he couldn't slow down for a while.

No no, the fart hairstylist next to me replied. "Boss, if you don't mind, I'll give it a try."

The One Eye of the Blood Ax clan felt so insulted that he called his special forces boys into the forest, hoping to prove whether he was wrong.

They dug through the dense fern forest and chopped through the tangled leaves with their machetes, but there was no sound.

But One Eye didn't realize at the moment that his special operations boy, the one following him, suddenly took out a weapon and stabbed his body with a dagger.

But One Eye had experienced many battles. He quickly turned around and took out a sharp, clean, unnicked and sharp dagger, and held it against the boy's dagger.

"What am I doing, Gan Luo!" One Eye yelled.

The orc held a machete. "That dagger is mine, our trophy!"

"No, that's not mine!" On the side of the one-eyed blade, the orc's throat was slashed, but for an orc, such a wound would never be fatal.

Gan Luo covered his throat and quickly surrendered.

One-Eye cursed. "On a planet with seas, I should be killed by Xiami."

They continued to march silently, while Lu Zaiyan took extra care of his dagger, a beautiful weapon with serrated teeth and a long blade.

It is different from other shrimp weapons. It does not have a roaring chain saw or a big shining fist, but it is quiet, deadly, and very easy to carry.

Is it a weapon from the human shrimps of Catachan, or is it One-Eye's favorite trophy? Are they good friends, not as weak as those other shrimps, and are good at hiding themselves? Soon, he crawled out of his memories, The body disappeared into the forest again.

That's his favorite thing, because One Eye has always felt that Brother Mao's favorite tactic is to hide it, otherwise how could the green skin have green, then it's a hidden color!

A group of orcs slowly groped forward. There were only 4-5 of them, but they used bombs, individual explosive cannons, or big things called booming. He didn't know it himself. Anyway, he was called ruthless. .

One Eye peeled through the forest, and in the distance, there was a two-story imperial outpost filled with wire fences, trenches, and heavy clatter. There were big numbers written on it.

number 3.

The sacred heavy bolter machine gun group was ruined by the orc boy? I always feel that that part is so erotic!

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