Chapter 60 I Am the Emperor's Hammer

Chapter 60 He is the Emperor's Dog Hammer

When the Chimera fell into the dust, in the loyal imperial machinery, the bird servant in the cab frantically warned the driver of the number of enemies, but they were everywhere.

The Chimera was "surfing" in the green ocean in the turbulent waves. Even if the firepower of the Dark Technology Era was powerful and terrifying, it seemed a bit powerless in front of so many greenskins.

They were not alien refugees or nest city civilians. Even the firearms of the Dark Technology Era could hardly penetrate many greenskins at once. In the previous life of Alanbair, only one heavy bomb was needed to suppress the uprising of tens of thousands of people.

The waaaagh position provided unexpected protection for the group of monsters. When the greenskins gathered together, their strength, endurance, and even physical defense would be improved. This was also the most terrifying thing about the greenskins.

Besides, in that group of waaaagh, besides ordinary greenskins, there were also a lot of bosses and mechanical cans. If the Chimera armored vehicle had not been in front of the loyal Holy Blood Angels using sharp chainsaws to cut through the filthy flesh and blood, and there was a constant firepower counterattack from the Star Army behind, Chimera and the fourth row would have died in the dead corner of the war.

The fourth row could not be all in the car. The Chimera could only carry about 30 people. A large part of them were carrying weapons and distributing them to other Star Army compatriots. In the Chimera communicator, the voice of the staff officer appeared vaguely.

"Second Lieutenant, Second Lieutenant, what am I doing?"

Alan Baier replied. "He feels good, sir, he is dealing with the enemies of the Empire."

The staff officer replied. "What's good? He asked me where I got the weapons?"

Second Lieutenant Alan Baier replied. "They have always been under your feet, but many things and the world have made them no longer shine."

The staff officer asked again. "What about that Astartes monk?"

"Sorry, there's no time to explain. We can talk after the matter is over."

Alan Baier looked at the Terror Can charging from a distance, took out his relic leg gun and fired fiercely. The sound of laser light and overloaded magazines was roaring. It was difficult to understand how ancient technology could combine the effects of plasma or hot melt into a leg gun, but this gun had the effect of multi-purpose projectiles.

It can be a terrible killer that can fire special ammunition, or a multi-purpose weapon that can connect various hot sources. It requires the position of the gun handle to be attached to various sources of power in the empire, from electricity to promethium, and even the battery of the beam gun can be used.

And Ming, if it is hot melt mode, the sizzling sound is more like the sound of water molecules in the moist air being evaporated. Of course, in addition to water, the evaporated things are very similar to the cockpit of the orc mecha.

The golden molten iron fell to the ground, pouring on the heads of other greenskins in the can. Those guys didn't realize it, but they touched their heads. Their skulls and legs were burned to the point of red bones, but they still charged.

For greenskins, death is not scary, but not being able to survive is scary.

But those guys were quickly killed by the furious angels. With superb skills, explosive bombs, chainsaw swords and the will to fight to the death, the orc infantry, even if there is an orc called the boss, will not be his enemy.

The power of the son of Sanguinius is moving, and even many greenskins can't help wanting that shrimp to be their boss when they see such a crazy look.

If you look from the east, in the huge greenskin tide, there is a sharp blade with a scarlet tip and a blade emitting flames, which cuts through the endless attack of the orcs.

Will they hope?

Not necessarily, because the real terrible thing did not appear. In the East Waterway, in the ground of the Hive City, in the pitiful gap, under the influence of the huge waaaaahhg, the communicator completely failed, and Lieutenant Colonel Avada called again.

"There is a super-large, Titan-level orc mecha! There is a Titan-level orc mecha!"

But behind the communicator, there was a suffocating silence and a sizzling sound of electricity... When Avada raised his head and saw the huge monster like a mountain in the distance through the gap, the pain in his heart had nowhere to vent.

"All members go forward along the pipeline. They can't notify their comrades immediately, but he hopes that you can all sacrifice yourself for the Empire."

Lieutenant Colonel Catachan said something similar to a staff officer, but loyal people do not need the "cultivation" of the Loyalty Academy to spontaneously walk on the path of saints.

Regardless of so-called faith or humanity, the souls shining in the dark universe will not fade even if they fall into the subspace. When the Empire can embrace the universe with madness, all the light will be more dazzling.

No one chooses to retreat. They move closer to the enemy's route, even if such a choice will cost them their lives, their only thing, but if that world falls, what is the use of their lives?

As the soldiers in the east advance, the staff officer who hung up the phone looked at those damn orcs. He had stopped and killed those things in various worlds. If they come back again this time, they will destroy all the good things.

The staff officer's hatred for the aliens has long been buried in his bones. There is no doubt that he needs an outlet. Compared with being bombed by greenskins in the fortress, he hopes that he can improve the situation, such as the weapons of the Astartes monks and the dark technology era are in his legs.

He saw an opportunity.

"All members of the Skadi Third Infantry Regiment, listen up! The Emperor is here, the heretics are trampling on the Empire's territory, they can't just stay there and get beaten. He has issued this order in the name of the highest field staff, everyone, bayonet!"

"We need people who can fight, follow the lieutenant's Chimera, and open the battle line for him. They need to be a leg knife, tear open the wounds created by the lieutenant and the Astartes, and then control it, like bacteria and termites, to make the wounds fester and inflamed, until those greenskins die completely!"

The staff officer finished his speech, turned off the radio, listened to its dripping sound, put on his own battle robe, took the chainsaw sword, and said to the officers and soldiers in other command rooms. "Okay, he knows we don't like to shrink there and command, come with him to kill the greenskins!"

The non-commissioned officers and lieutenants had already equipped their guns, explosives, and ammunition. More than 10,000 soldiers of the Astra Militarum also had bayonets. They didn't care about being compared to bacteria and termites. If they became bacteria, they could take away the huge greenskin alien dynasty. They were willing to become termites without reason for generations.

Of course, some people will still say that the action was very stupid, because it gave up its firepower and defensive advantages and turned to charge, but in fact, experienced imperial commanders would think that the judgment was not accurate.

If the boss is not dead, there will be endless greenskins. They will start to drill in from the forest, the wilderness, and even the space orbit because of the huge waaaaagh. They will continue to come in. Ten thousand people want to defend? Wishful thinking!

And even if the action lost more people, if it could be exchanged for a beheading of the greenskins, the real horror of the greenskins could be strangled in the cradle.

When the unforgettable smell of promethium floated on the battlefield, the greenskins suddenly realized that several Chimeras were spraying flames at them.

There are a lot of human shrimps with weapons on their legs, and they are waiting for that!

The engine roared, death, blood, the bayonet had beams, and the staff's chainsaw sword made a terrible sound and stirred the flesh and blood. I hope he can still pull the trigger, so that he can kill more greenskins.

The staff officer shouted as the precision explosive leg gun blew up the head of a greenskin. "Officers, don't let that Chimera fight alone. Take the melta bomb and die with those orc engines!"

Just as Staff Officer Kane said, a truly good staff officer cannot rely on guns to drive his companions. If he did, the officers would seize the opportunity to win, dissipate their anger at the aliens, and kill the greenskins unstoppably.

It can be said that the advantages created by Alan Bair and the Astartes Brothers were less than one-tenth of that crazy death charge, but that was the flames of the first life of ten thousand people, which was enough to burn everything.

The blood of the loyal empire dyed the ground red. Looking east from the sky, the green waves were not only torn apart, but also blocked. And those who did all that were not heroes, nor Astartes, but soldiers, anger, faith, steel, and mortals.

The one-eyed man was very surprised. He saw everything through the huge telescope of the tall Maoge mecha. At this moment, he felt that his head was cut open, and the purpose of entering a disgusting machine and oil was just like this.

His huge body moved, bang, bang, every step was like an earthquake, and the powerful artillery fire burst out. He didn't care about the soldiers of the third regiment and his own kid. The reason why people didn't find him before was just because he was too far away.

When the huge mecha walked to the core of the battlefield, the staff, soldiers, heroes or green-skinned kids couldn't help but look up.

The huge garbage Titan armor composed of yellow and red interlaced was equipped with waaaahg defense, and the light green shield resisted countless bullets, bombs, and even the technology of the dark age.

He poked his head out from behind the huge nest house. The strange paint made people feel that the body was "laughing". The rumbling body seemed to be disintegrating at any time and place, and a large number of parts fell off with every step, but no one would doubt that such a monster would collapse by itself.

The Astra Militarum could not use any of its legs to cause effective damage, but the huge firepower of the mecha could flatten the city in a few minutes. The one-eyed man was very restrained because his boys were enjoying the battle, but it must be said that the losses of the greenskins caused by his bombing were more than double those of the Astra Militarum.

The morale blow caused by such a war monster on the battlefield was so great that the soldiers began to believe that they could win, and they did not think that the power of the Emperor could defeat such a thing in the distant Extreme Star Region.

The soldiers began to fight and retreat, and all the advantages they had previously fought were gone. It took great courage and will not to flee in front of the artillery fire and the huge monster. To be honest, there was no need to ask for more from the Emperor's soldiers.

But except for one team, yes, two teams to be precise, the soldiers in the fourth row, there were Catachans like Lieutenant Colonel Avada.

But none of them were faster and more powerful than an angel. He was an Astartes, he was a Blood Angel, and now he was Sanguinius, now he was an angel of the Emperor!

Black fury, in his eyes there were terrible demons, chaotic traitors, burning Terra, using chainsaw swords and fists to smash those messy things into pieces.

At this moment, Horus appeared in his eyes, but he was huge, ridiculously huge, abnormally huge, like a mountain house, incomprehensible, but he still roared.

"Traitor!"

Like a crazy thing, drooling from his mouth, but the furious state was not disgusting, but a manifestation of his loyalty.

It is hard to imagine that the Space Marines who planned for a hundred years or even a thousand years later could not escape such terrible black fury. His former wisdom disappeared, leaving only murderous intent and loyalty.

He still had a sharp blade, and stepped on the demon's chest with his feet, breaking the flesh and blood. The chain sword seemed to turn into a power sword, an angel's power sword, emitting golden light. He disheveled his hair and charged towards the terrifying Horus.

He saw a very big demon that hindered him. No matter who he was, the bright red skin and exposed fangs of that disgusting thing made him sick. The Holy Blood Angel used the fastest speed to hit the demon. chest, the shoulder armor pressed against its huge pincers, and then the power sword buzzed and roared, cutting off the demon's huge legs and arms. The demon wailed in pain, but it did not fall.

"Go to hell!" At this moment, the sergeant saw demons, traitors, and aliens, all three of which were vaguely mixed together into a constantly stirring drink. His only desire was to kill.

Due to the wide opening and closing movements, demon Shandong's legs and arms penetrated his chest, and the demon's leg fingers sprayed poisonous thorns, shattering his sacred armor. The demon was not very powerful, but it was not "Sanguinius" Tired, the angel would not die to anyone other than Horus, because he wanted to reverse the fate that was destined in his mind.

To prevent the death of his own primarch...

Ignoring his own pain, he cut open the demon's flesh with huge power, dragged the wound that had penetrated his body, and charged towards the huge "Horus".

In the real world, or in reality, Tie Chi looked at his body that was chopped in half in disbelief. His mind was gradually unable to think about why the power of that shrimp was so huge and terrifying. It was so good for him to fight. …

He watched as the human armored vehicles gradually approached, revealing a familiar face in front of them. Wasn't that the shrimp commander who planted the bomb also dead?

Iron Teeth couldn't think carefully because his brain had been cut in half, so he heard the sentence.

"Huh? Isn't that the orc boss? To avenge Kailan, burn him! Yuansu weapon holders, all members switch to burning mode and shoot!"

Jie Donglai's blurred eyes with iron teeth saw the scorching light like a star embracing him. It seemed that the huge Goge in the void was looking after him. He died and left forever. He had no regrets, that was not what he expected.

The chimera crushed the burning corpse, and Alan Bair felt a little complicated. He said goodbye to an "old friend" again, but it smelled really bad when burned.