Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 164 The Mechanicus' Betrayal
Going back in time to the time when the Imperial Guard didn't break through this thick bastard shell, he was not surprised to see the orcs defeated like a mountain with one eye. He was ready for his men to activate the escape tunnel they had dug before, and he would carry Moro Wen Zhi's things were hidden in his arms.

At this moment, he is watching with great interest the space warriors circling and walking around here urgently, is he looking at him with disgust, as if he is saying that it is all because of you now.

One-eyed doesn't care how others criticize, he is always the winner, and his friendship with Chaos Space Marines ends here, he got better things, and he experimented again, the orcs today can't beat Alan Bair , he became too powerful, trusted by too many people, and showed his sharpness.

And the one-eyed smile of schadenfreude was not concealed from the space warriors. In this kilometer-long underground base, those three-meter-tall giants had to bow their heads. They, who were already depressed, tasted failure again, and the space warriors who were already uncomfortable saw the one-eyed eyes at this moment.

They raised their weapons and pointed at this strange shape that they were not used to, and said in electronic voices. "You damn alien, did you expect this day early?"

One-eyed said without the slightest fear. "You are just too weak. Now that we have lost again, we are leaving too. Goodbye."

Vingar cursed almost instantly. "You dare!" He raised his chainsword and slashed at One-Eyed, but the only answer he received was the gunshots of countless orc boys, who wanted to put him to death.

Coupled with the continuous bombing of the Imperial Guard, the smoke billowed here, and One Eye only pulled out his power saber in the chaos, cut off the arm of the space soldier in an instant, and then led the boy towards the escape area they had prepared. There are also smoke grenades to obstruct vision and their path to ensure that the Space Marines will not compete with them for position.

The orc and the traitor seemed to have cut off each other at this moment, and there was nothing to do with each other. Vingar was suffering in his heart, but still felt that he had brought it on himself.

When Vingar stopped protecting his head due to shooting, the base at the moment was only a mess, an empty emptiness, and the space soldiers on the ground clutching their arms, and Miao Miao and several war brothers.

He lost, lost completely, lost in believing in aliens, losing in employing people, and losing in trust. Even though he is extremely skilled in martial arts, even if he is extremely smart, no one in this world has his heart for him. In the end, he still did not come out of fame. It's called the Curse of the Astra Militarum.

Vengar looked at the only huge monster left, Meroving the Iron Dragon, and he ordered the blacksmith, but his tone was more like a plea than an order.

"Activate the Merovingian, brother, we lost, but I don't want nothing to die brothers, you can escape, but I want to stay here."

"I'm going to kill everyone who steps in here, no matter who they are, until I die."

The dimension blacksmith choked up, and then pulled down the equipment that powered Meroving. Although he didn't like this guy, he was indeed a space warrior, and his honor and destiny as a red pirate made him unable to leave.

"I, want to fight with you, brother."

The same is true for the remaining 10 or so space warriors, they said in unison. "In the name of the Black Hearted King, the Red Pirates will only fight to the death, not fail!"

Vingar looked up at this moment, and for the first time, he got what he had been looking forward to, but his death was approaching now.

"Damn it, gods of chaos, all of you in the highest heaven, if you really protect us, then let us die in war..."

As if the Chaos Gods heard his request, at this moment the metal isolation layer made of pure gold was also cracked in the bombing, and Alan Byer's face that made him sleepless day and night also appeared in front of him.

It was the first time that Vingar looked at his enemy so carefully. He wore a green steel helmet and held a small relic pistol. His cheeks were immature, but his eyes were firm. His body under the military uniform was not tall enough, but there were many badges on his chest. The tone said.

"It's time, I'll send you to meet your Chaos Gods!"

The height difference at this moment makes the Imperial Guard even look bigger than the space fighters, and at this moment the sun is gradually climbing up, and the dawn is slowly appearing in this world. The sun is not so hot, deadly and terrifying at this moment, but the huge body of the star is also Show its malice.

Strange things were circling in the sky. Under the sunlight, individual soldiers noticed strange skulls flying high in the sky. Alan Baier noticed at this moment when the soldiers reminded him that the Mechanicus had been watching their efforts...

And among the orc battleships in the distance, several spaceships suddenly left the ground and approached the atmosphere, nimbly dodging the fire from the Mechanicus, and vowed that the one-eyed launched the escape plan.

Only Vingar looked indifferently at the imperial guards in front of him, thinking about how they broke his plan time and time again and made the orcs betray him.

Then he yelled angrily. "Blacksmith, activate Merovingian!"

The terrifying warp space dragon roared up under the rays of the rising sun at this moment, slowly driving its huge psionic witchcraft, threatening the life of the empire.

But Alan Bayer was prepared to take out the bomb he got at the Iron Gate of the Mechanicus, a virus bomb created by a genius of the Mechanicus, and threw it at the monster at the fastest speed.

After the light of EMP erupted, the electronic nano-virus also entered Merovingian's body. After a brief trembling, the extremely powerful thing, which was even regarded as the Om Messiah by the Mechanicus, short-circuited.

"It's just scrap metal!"

Alan Baier commented like this, and Vingar was almost stunned watching the giant he trusted fell due to such a ridiculous situation.

Relying on external forces might end up like this, but someone who paid more attention to this place than Vingar started to act. When a weird radio echoed in Alan Baier's communicator, that special, The accent, with its relentless grating, also made him realize that the oil guy wasn't gone in the first place.

"The Founding Governor requested a call, but I have already entered the channel, Lieutenant Colonel, as the supreme commander of the Imperial Guard on the ground, I am now requesting that the remaining heretics that invaded my world be handed over to me."

Alan Bayer cursed back almost instantly without a trace of hesitation. "For the NMB, I killed so many brothers just to catch this red pirate and that sub-dragon, but you said that I need to contribute and give you things?"

"I'm going to go through the normal process and ask the court to judge the disposal of this monster's relic. It should be judged by the seal of the state religion or your own high lord Terra High. When did you say what you said, rubbish!"

And when he finished speaking, the light of the Mechanicum's unique electromagnetic flintlock flashed by his cheeks, grazed his helmet, and left scarlet burn marks. If they used explosive bombs, Alan Bayer is dead at this moment, of course, just looking at the armor-piercing ability, he will die right away.

The communicator came. "Sorry, the servitor went off fire."

Alan Baier replied in a strange and ambiguous manner. "You mechanically teach so many high-end technological wizardry, why did the most stable flintlock go off, and what happened to your rangers?"

And this action of the Mechanicus completely angered the Skadi and Phraxias, and the large-scale operation will begin immediately. They can't wait to tear down all the nests of the Mechanicus to represent the name of the Emperor to those heretic oil guys. Let's see who is the best!
But Alan Bayer just touched his helmet and said heartbroken. "Unexpectedly, the heretics didn't break it, and the aliens didn't do it. In the end, it was the Imperials..." This coincided with the countless situations he had thought about. Betrayal and jealousy were infinitely more terrifying than the enemy's battle with real swords and guns. At this moment, his heart was cold. Halfway, I was completely disappointed with Mechanics.

But now the Mechanicus has no traitorous behavior, all he can say is. "Let them take that thing away, but we won't deal with the traitors inside."

The voice of thanks came from the communicator, and it was emphasized. "Thank you for your generosity, and I will send you a list of newly minted items later."

Alan Baier replied. "No, I don't think we'll be allies the next time we meet, after you behave like this."

the governor replied. "What's wrong with me? I'm just chasing the truth."

Alan Bair said. "This is not the first time I have seen a lunatic like you. The Ministry of Military Affairs can't control you, and I can only endure it, but the subspace storm has gradually become smaller. When we get in touch with Terra, the court will judge you. Bundle."

The governor is very clear that it will take a long time, and it is enough for him to prepare a lot of things during that time. This is also the root of many rebellions in the empire. The imperial guard often has no decisive factors to engage in suspected traitors.

Unless they caught the Mechanicus studying heresy technology or alien technology, and Alan Bayer's head flashed across what he had seen, the laboratory in the Iron Gate, before he could ignore it, but now there are more Reason, now he just needs to calm down, and then bring Lieutenant General Marcato and a group of Imperial Guard executives.

"Accidentally discovered" this Mechanicus laboratory, and then "accidentally" discovered those distorted experimental products under the guidance of the emperor, and then they can even choose whether to use virus bombs or cyclone torpedoes for the extermination order according to the situation, Or back to basics and the whole point of nuclear bombs.

The two old foxes are so respectful to each other at this moment, one hopes that Skadi will not interfere, they can conduct their own research, and the other hopes that they will leave the orbit of this world and then start revenge.

But under their own ulterior motives, when the rangers, servitors, and Alpha veterans approached, and the Skadi left, Vingar's anger ignited fiercely.

His rage turned into a barrage of fire and bombarded the greedy Mechanicus soldiers when he realized that the Empire had seen him as a defeated soldier, before his dignity and the last honor of those Chaos Space Marines evaporated.

"You mechanical wastes don't want to get anything from the red pirates!"

That kind of roar made the mechanical servants of the Mechanicum, those whose brain lobe was dug out, and the things whose heads were replaced with synthetic nerves feel the so-called fear, and did not feel close, but when the order of casting the governor was reactivated at the storage point, those mechanical servants He said it without hesitation. "Clean up protocol, open."

Skadi's soldiers just hitchhiked the car, drank food to replenish body fluids, and left with the dog tags of their comrades in arms. They were not used to the feeling of not being able to clean the battlefield, but for members of the Mechanicus, war just started.

At the beginning of the bombardment, the capabilities of those furious space fighters at this moment, their bloody blood as the emperor's war machine are being exerted at this moment, those servants were attacked by a storm of bombs, what is left is not necessarily Weak, but the most difficult things are often left last.

"For Om Messiah, clear the treaty, Kai..." Before the words were finished, the ranger's carbine hadn't been fired, those violent things smashed his head instantly, his insect-like face was distorted, but instantly Cracked into pieces by a bolter, his terracotta body couldn't save him, nor could his Om-Messiah, nor could his forged Governor.

"Impossible, too fast." The data craftsman secretly marveled, but soon calmed down. "Keep going, for gears and algebra!"

The movements of the mechanical servants are very unified and coordinated, which is rare for mortal troops, but for the space fighters, it is just a moving target. Dozens of combat brothers raised their guns and fired fiercely.

The roar of the explosive bomb can easily penetrate the fine gold, and in order to make the Mechanicus style, in fact, most of the empire's troops are still bound by the scriptures, and the Mechanic Servants who lack heavy firepower are extra weak against the Star Warriors.

"Governor, we are receiving a strong counterattack!"

The casting governor's words were answered without emotion, but seemed extremely greedy. "Go ahead, no matter how much the servitor costs, get back that heretic mech..."

At this moment, the Skadi soldiers, to be precise, all the Imperial Guard soldiers are evacuating this world. Alan Baier looked at the world where they had been stationed for more than a year, and his heart was extremely complicated, because he now has more An enemy to deal with, and he was once one of the empire's most important servants.

He sighed. "People's hearts change really quickly." And he actually lamented that Vingar would die from those things, not real battles, but mechanically transformed prisoners, servants, mutants, and other despicable things...

At this moment, in the former orc base, the ground is covered with wreckage, covering a range of several kilometers. Only two strong red pirates are still fighting. On the chaotic ground made up of parts and flesh, the data craftsman looked at them in fear. The two space fighters in front of him.

His emotional control has been out of control. He never thought that ten traitors could cause such a big loss. Vingar's arm was melted by energy at the moment, and the situation of the dimension blacksmith is not much better, but they are smiling, and behind him is himself Brother's body...

"Come on, waste of Mechanicus..." His voice was already hoarse, his armor was torn, and there were thousands of servants, but those weaklings never dared to take a step forward.

And Superman is not really invincible. After Vingar slowly stepped forward, he suddenly fell to the ground and knelt on one knee.

Weak, the Dimensional Blacksmith is nothing more than that... His face is pale. "Brother, we're at the end of the road."

asked Vengar in a dry voice. "How many cathars we took..."

The dimensional blacksmith replied. "6756 people, how?"

Vingar looked at the machine servants who kept coming from high corners, holding flintlock guns, and said with a smile. "Very good, enough for me to meet the gods without guilt..."

A moment later, a bright flash of light shone under the countless dark guns, and in the light the Chaos Warrior returned to the Brazen Throne.

It has to be said that they remained loyal to their choice in the end, which was not easy.

(End of this chapter)