Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 332 Enzili Capture Operation

Several hurried login warehouses landed in unattended corners of the void. The elite Astartes of the Destruction Eagle Chapter slaughtered the huge heretic fortress with an overwhelming victory. Due to the lack of power source, its internal Unable to even maintain a false gravity system, those traitorous mortals were unable to accurately fight in a zero-gravity state, so that there was not a single crater on the Astartes in this assault.

At this point, there is no doubt that the void battle ended with the complete victory of the Imperial battleships. However, the two squadrons lost 23 fighters, more than half of them. At the same time, about 20 small battleships of the Imperial Navy were destroyed by the enemy. Three of them were damaged by close-range torpedoes or macro cannons. The auxiliary corps composed of Lords and Planetary Governors lost fifty or sixty units, half of which collapsed or were damaged.

However, with the blessing of the Emperor, subsequent rescues came very quickly. Except for the unlucky ones who were directly affected by the explosion and penetration, most people were fished out of the void, because anyone who was still conscious would find the void suit as soon as possible, or enter Sealed room.

For this time, "victory without any doubt", many Imperial Navy officers mentioned this name in a sighing tone for this war, because they could clearly feel that the enemy did not use the most suitable method to fight, but instead acted like a cover. The same, and in the second half of the war, their morale plummeted even more, and they fled frantically.

As for after the victory, many commanders proposed to set up an empty warehouse under the bridge of the Bordero ship. The warehouse, which was previously filled with goods and supplies, but is now completely consumed, would be rewarded with a table of delicious food. The banquet was also held by the imperial nobles here. It's one of the few pastimes in these cruel times, and Skadi's rat chef is famously talented.

Although Letling people are notoriously sloppy, this chef is different. His kitchen is always clean. Any good chef who helps him and the guests who taste his food are full of praise for it, so that many people have heard of spices. The taste of food and seasonings has penetrated into his skin and flesh. At the same time, he is a sniper good enough to be recorded in the history of the empire. At this point, those legends have also become the seasonings of cooking.

He can allow nobles to taste rat food with the determination to have diarrhea. This legend is even promoted as a chef born in the Imperial Garden World. Before joining the Imperial Guard, he spent his whole life soaking ingredients to practice cooking. It is said that he could use a slingshot to defeat the attacks of about ten wild orcs in his hometown.

However, the commander-in-chief of the Astra Militarum, Alan Bair, and the temporary commander of the Imperial Navy, the Master Chief of the Destruction Eagle, ruthlessly rejected the request of those imperial noble captains with bubbles in their heads, and Alan Bair emphasized it three or four times. , his soldier and chef was not born in the Garden World. Contrary to their legend, the Ratling Kid was a pipe rat who had been hungry and cold all his life, let alone soaked in food!
It’s just that the lords and nobles believed that the Lord of Skadi was just greedy and wanted to occupy the chef, so Alan Bair had to emphasize that the war was not over yet, and the enjoyment could be postponed, and promised that after capturing Engili, The delicacies cooked by the rat chef will be endless and placed in front of the most gorgeous table. There is no need to be anxious now and make it look embarrassing.

When this kind of tug and pull finally calmed down the restless hearts of the nobles, the place originally scheduled to be filled with food was replaced by a long table on the lower level of the bridge, dark red candles and excellent service. This time The dinner was held in the heart of Bordero, sponsored by the wealthy planetary governor John, to give the soldiers going to war the best, in other words.

This is where the "lower people" come. When the lords, nobles or governors praise the magnanimity and gifts of John and Mr. Alan Bayer, they probably have no idea that their beloved rat chef is cooking for this banquet. Pretty enough food.

Pepper steaks can be eaten as easily as bread, and wine or juice can be used for bathing. However, extravagance and waste are something that no soldier can tolerate. Even if he uses them all, Alan Bayer is not afraid that someone will waste them.

At this moment, Space Marines, Catachan, veterans of the Imperial Guard, absolutely strict mouthed people who would not waste food were selected, thanks to the good ideas of those nobles, and for the sake of performance Alan Bair sat among them On the long table, he used a large, exaggerated half-human giant blade to cut open a wild deer-like creature.

This little fawn was roasted until it was golden and crispy. The blade of the knife split open its body. The sound of the fawn was mouth-watering. The juice flowed out from the huge deer body and filled the long and large plate, but the plate was nothing. Noble custom-made, but a trailer used to transport goods scrubbed clean.

If you look closely, its belly is filled with all kinds of partridges, pheasants, and various poultry. It has been grilled many times to achieve the effect of roasting outside and cooking inside. It looks greedy and extravagant, but the plate on which they are placed is not made of noble ceramics. Or excellent crystal, but a helmet, a simple plate, a flattened tin can.

The grotesque scenes here are funny and strange. A group of well-organized soldiers, operating helmsmen, or communications soldiers, holding any containers they can find, take their share of delicious food from the senior commanders of the Imperial Astra Militarum, In order to ensure warmth, they did not even thank the emperor before going directly to the knife.

It's almost a Viking-style buffet with the grotesque appearance of being eaten by World War II soldiers in a Gothic-style castle. It's the 40th millennium of human civilization where countless cultures, histories, and experiences have come to fruition. It's also a weird combination of the Lord Skadi's wishful thinking. , but at least once, making the banquet not only belong to the imperial nobles, but also giving him the confidence to implement this idea.

At the same time, he raised his military kettle and toasted to the heroes of this war one by one. "The Falcon who destroyed the eagle, this time, made a great contribution." He walked to the Master Chief. The soldier who was standing enjoying the Ratman delicacies with his comrades heard the words, turned around, and picked up the dip in front of him. Empty bowl of grease, answered as if rehearsed.

"Happy to oblige." Then his empty can was filled with transparent amset, and the two of them raised the kettle, a broken can, like two of the most elegant gentlemen in the empire, but wearing military uniforms and Power armor.

Next, the etiquette was thrown to the ground and turned into powder. The two of them raised the container and drank the strong liquor cleanly. At the same time, Alan Bayer breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It has to be this." He muttered. After all, the only time he drank high-quality food, he was almost pulled by the doctor to wash his stomach. This also showed that his stomach was destined to be unable to enjoy the nobility of the empire. In his words, he was destined to be Hungry in the factory, slaving in the trenches.

After that, he walked down. People thought that he would greet one by one, such as the first mate, the commander, the staff officer, all the loyal people born in the Zhongsi Academy, Catachan, but Alan Bair did not. Instead, he went to a The soldiers beside the unknown man were very strange. They were in groups of three to six. Their military ranks were not high, but not too low. At the same time, there were obviously no orderlies, and their number was even smaller. There were only about 50-60 people on the star. There are not many in the huge military system of the Border Army.

And the man didn't realize that the eyes were gathering until the empty kettle in his hand was filled with liquid. This man who was extremely sensitive in the void slowly realized that he had become the focus because of his fatigue after the war.

He was the veteran captain of the interceptor squadron, and he didn't think about it until the container was full. "Oh my God, sir." Alan Bair simply replied. "Cheers, to our heroes. Because of this war, more than half of the ship's crew members died. They provided a large amount of enemy ship intelligence, structure, and specific locations. They also attacked and destroyed countless high-value targets, such as the Emperor's Here, he will also praise this group of people for selflessly accomplishing their goals.”

The words here are basically true. Even the soldiers who did not participate in the attack on the alien equipment have provided indelible help to the overall front. So far, those people have paid far more losses than expected, and at the same time helped the Imperial Navy achieve far more. Anticipated victory.

At this point, the soldiers saluted him, the Imperial Guard, the most elite veterans, officers, and commanders of the Imperial Navy all saluted the squadron. The old captain could only raise his cup at this moment, and then spoke with a profound and righteous attitude. . "For the sake of the Emperor, it is our duty to do so."

Alan Bair didn't say anything. He knew that he could only provide so much. For this huge empire, the mission they carried out must be hidden. Although the heretic engine had been transferred to the Inquisition, Miss Nova reported it to the empire. Press it away, but the sacrifice of this squadron cannot be made public, because the existence of such a terrifying psychic device is a weapon that is enough to shake people's hearts.

They must hide, they must be helpless, and they must not win prizes, even if the miracles they accomplish are twice as great as Alan Bayer said.

The veteran just wiped his eyes, nodded a little rudely, drank the drink, and even forgot to toast. But until now, he has not been able to bear it at all. He is just as hard as iron, and he is by no means an iron man, so be strong. Those emotions were all covered up.

Alan Bair just left as usual, and the banquet continued accordingly. Then, just as the soldiers thought, they toasted according to their positions. At this point, the banquet got on track after the last praise of a commander. Because the people here are mainly the elite of the Imperial Guard, in other words, Catachan, Destruction Eagle, Imperial Stormtroopers, veterans of the Skadi Fifth Infantry Regiment, Assault Grenadiers of various Imperial regiments and other prestigious personnel Strong team.

After Alan Bair walked back to the main seat, he announced to the others. "Heroes and warriors of the Imperial Guard, we have won the Void War, but next, we need to attack the Engili Spaceport. Specifically, we need to log in." His voice was not loud but powerful, as if he could Like penetrating the wall.

The soldiers stopped what they were doing. Although the food was only half eaten, they understood that it was okay if the food was cold, but the combat signal was more important.

Seeing the situation here, Alan Beyer continued. "Next, we will use bombing to clear the air defense system of the Engili space port. It is a complete heavy fire bombing that will completely destroy one side of the fortress in just a few minutes. Then the airdrop pods and transport opportunities will arrive as scheduled."

"The empire's bombing is expected to cause a shortage of regional defense forces, but even so, the landing force will face a combat strength that far exceeds yours by dozens of times. However, our goal is not to clean up the entire spaceport, but to quickly capture the traitors. Bandtar.”

"In order to shorten the war time to the greatest extent, try to preserve the firepower, defense, and population of the spaceport when the red pirates come. This mission will be long, truncated, without supplies, and without follow-up support. I want you to break in like a virus. Those traitors will be killed internally, and then their core, the brain, and the lord who led the war will be killed."

"At this point, I emphasize once again that the goal is not to kill all the enemies, but to control the traitor group, destroy the command system dominated by the lords, preserve the defense array of the Engili Spaceport, and have the strength to capture this huge planet intact. The imperial fortress and the void hive."

Alan Beyer took one last long breath. "Do you understand everything?"

The soldiers raised their heads, silently acquiescing to their fate, and then War Lord Alan Bair answered. "Very good, next is the commanders. During this period, your personal terminals will be filled with the information we currently know, such as the internal design of the space port. We will airdrop you at the center of the port as planned. , but the strategic map does not have local pdf troop deployment information, so the location we will deploy next will be in a residential area, in other words."

"The login battle is a street battle, accompanied by the death of a large number of innocent civilians. This is also our helpless choice. Compared with soldiers, it does not matter if the tolerable number of civilian deaths is caused under this situation!"

"However, I still require that massacres cannot be carried out unless civilians may reveal your strongholds or strategic information, or his presence threatens the safety of soldiers."

The commanders, especially those entrusted with military discipline under Tadashi, raised their heads and answered. "yes!"

Next, Alan Beyer emphasized again. "This is a mobile battle. It is probably the most basic for you to shoot and change places. But don't be careless. According to our speculation, there is a high probability that enemy psykers will appear in this operation, and they will even appear in groups. They will be The cult organization called the Purple Hand is covering up its existence with a local organization called the Sisterhood of the Evolvers. Therefore, the badge of that order will be sent to the personal terminal next, and all targets carrying this badge will be solved with the highest priority. .”

"Secondly, according to intelligence, the evil lord Bandetar has his own personal heretic soldiers. Those terrifying individuals called runemen can predict movements to a certain extent, and some can even dodge projectiles. This is similar to the Eldar, but at a faster speed. Not that fast."

"When you encounter those soldiers, give priority to Catachan troops or Astartes to deal with them. If there are no elites, give priority to using heavy firepower to cover them. At this point, I wish you all good military luck!" After he finished speaking, he raised his glass and kettle. , and finally toast to those who are going to die.

(End of this chapter)