Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 337 Car Barrier
A murder, from humanity's loathed cousins, more accurately called demihumans, but most people thought that beasts were far from loyal Leicesters or Ogryns, and in this twisted world In this era, hatred for heretics is far more important than so-called blood kin.

After the King of Treacherous Horns declared war, before the top brass of the Imperial Guard could react, the heavy projectiles or shell ejector fired from the rubble of rubble, clumsy technological products commonly known as automatic guns, roared, and there were countless others. A small number of thrown explosives filled with gunpowder.

However, it may be that the Purple Hand will not give the Beastmen very good weapons. This is a blessing among misfortunes. If they have enough firepower, this ambush can cause heavy losses to the Imperial Guard. On the contrary, even if the gunfire can hit the Imperial Guard , the carapace on their bodies can also absorb most of the impact. Although bruises and fractures will still occur, it is better than being disabled or directly dead.

Most of the people were caught off guard, and some soldiers were accurately hit in the head. The beastmen's marksmanship was not bad. Their natural night vision ability brought the increasingly harsh intensity of firefights in the lower nest. The marksmanship trained in the war showed their The strength of those bastards with inferior weapons just now is completely different.

Although being hit directly in the head is not fatal with the help of Astartes-like ceramic armor and buffer power units, it still feels like being hit hard with a hammer. Penetration can be avoided, but bruises cannot. The veterans could endure the pain and they raised their weapons to fight back, but at the same time, the fragments, smoke, and tilting of the vehicles caused by the explosives bursting on the concrete floor caused a lot of trouble.

It must be said that this attack was very successful. The probability of injury was basically such that six out of ten Imperial Guardsmen were hit. If they were considered critical, then three or four of them should have died.

If the enemy's weapons were better, if the enemy's explosives were more explosive, then the Imperial Guard would have suffered heavy losses. Secondly, those wounds would not disappear when the battle was over. It would be difficult for the Emperor's painkillers to supply so many people anytime and anywhere. , but even this is a blessing among misfortunes.

It’s just that at this moment, heavy firepower and large-caliber automatic weapons can still penetrate most Heraxler tracked vehicles that are unarmored and carry most of the cargo and personnel. Those bastard beasts are quite disgusting for any material damage caused by the Imperial Guard, in Here, transporting one explosive bomb requires countless sacrifices and fuel. If calculated based on price, it costs a few throne coins per box, then it will cost dozens of throne coins to reach the battlefield!
Although explosive bombs are not easy to detonate, and the ammunition box is also explosion-proof and bulletproof, crude automatic gunmetal bullets will probably lose most of their power when they reach next to them, but they cannot withstand food, medicine, and the clothes and cloth in the car. Wait for good things to be lost.

Secondly, under the suppression of fire, the beastmen began to leave their positions. They did not stick to their places. Instead, the strongest part of them left the bunkers, because as long as the Imperial Guard reacted, it would be an easy task to destroy them. In order to achieve the effect, almost 40% of the beastmen, those with strong horns, crawled out of the bunkers of ruined houses and came holding tattered machetes or waving their horns.

Such vigorous and life-sacrifice tactics require a high degree of ideological and tactical unity among soldiers. At the same time, they avoid the core combat positions of the Imperial Guard, which are Stormtroopers and Catachan. The same is true for Space Marines. Although they can rely on shooting to help other troops , but the number of people is small and it is difficult to form an overwhelming advantage. It can only allow the inner circle of the team to sit back and relax.

The moment those horned beasts began to charge, most of the veterans did not realize it until the giant horned beasts slammed into it with its owner bending over to charge. However, it was difficult to fire back before the enemy's firepower suppressed it. The fragile shell of the Hercules crawler was penetrated instantly.

Although the veterans consciously avoided it, the horned beasts were followed by their companions who inserted their huge horns into the body of the truck, using them as ladders to step into the truck. It was difficult for the Imperial Guard soldiers to fight with them in a narrow area, even if they were equipped Even better, but being hit by a powerful and heavy machete or ax like a hammer will inevitably break your muscles and bones.

The bayonets of the Imperial Guard have little effect on their thick fur, and the wide open and close movements of the power scythe are not suitable for the narrow space here. Only the chain sword or monomolecular saber in the hands of the officer can kill a few villains in one turn. .

It's just that the equipment gap is still difficult to make up, but although most of the blood is from the beastmen, their goals are also very clear. They just resist the attack, take out the materials inside the truck, and throw them out, and then some of the compatriots who respond to them pick them up. The food, ammunition, and medicine ran outside.

Such an attack is quite clumsy, but for the current Imperial Guard, it is equivalent to adding salt to the wound. They cannot bear this. The Skadi people know best what it feels like to be without supplies. When the soldier named Old Joe finally used the bayonet Killing a beastman, his sharp blade inserted right into its neck, and blood spurted out, sprinkling on his dark green carapace, making him look like a demon.

He raised the body up from the body of the vehicle and blocked it behind the riddled truck guardrail as an extra cover to prevent it from being shot, while raising his weapon. "Damn the heretics, shoot and kill those bastards!"

Other veterans probably followed the same method. Rather than learning from them, it is better to say that most people have thought of this method. Many people even used the bodies of their fallen companions to do it. Even though they were drinking and talking a few minutes ago, they just There were not many dead people, but more dead beastmen. They climbed into the Imperial Guard's car and had to pay for the ticket with their lives.

Death, explosion, and body collapse could not stop the beastmen from taking away the supplies like a relay race for life. When many veterans couldn't help but want to get out of the car, they received the communication. "That's enough. Don't chase after the poor enemy. Your next task is to cover the elite troops to open the door. Although those materials are a pity, we cannot ignore the core strategic goals for their sake."

The second lieutenant's voice stopped the farce. The beastmen in the distance also began to flee due to the huge losses. At most, about 10 soldiers of the Imperial Guard died. Although there were many injuries, they were only veterans of the Skadi Fourth Regiment. There were bruises caused by projectiles or beatings, but the enemy had more than two thousand large horns torn to pieces.

It is difficult to say that they won, nor that the Imperial Guard did a good job. After the soldiers were crudely injected with painkillers or anti-inflammatory drugs, the main force of the war also changed.

In the command vehicle, the second lieutenant analyzed the situation of the attack. "According to the statistics of the loyal heirs of each company, 30% of the supplies were taken away by those disgusting beasts. This is the first time I have seen a battle like this. Instead of focusing on capturing the enemy and eliminating more viable forces, I saw The supplies in the open air look like their eyes are red!”

Most of the supplies of the Imperial Guard are in the temporary camp, and the weapons and equipment are all inside the Chimera armored vehicle. This time, they lost a total of about a hundred deflagration guns and projectiles, as well as a lot of food and medicine, but they were far from being considered as injuries. , the soldiers lost less, but more painkillers were injected!

The enemy's strange attack left other officers confused. They discussed it for a long time. Some said it was to consume them, and some said the beasts were just bandits, but the wild snake spoke. "Open the door first. There are still hundreds of beastmen stationed on the guard tower, and there are many trenches on both sides. The enemy has not completely retreated. Let the soldiers on both sides cover it, and then break through the gate. Let's go to the garrison camp first, where my organization will replenish the losses. , although I am not rich, I can barely guarantee the food and clothing of the soldiers." His tone returned to the same gentleness and calmness as before, more elusive, but the words were rough and unreasonable, and the metal gate remained the same. This is the core issue behind the Imperial Guard being beaten like this.

When the mobile team lost mobility, the vehicles became a burden. Otherwise, the veterans would never be in such a mess. In addition, the enemy attacked so quickly and deliberately bypassed the positions of Catachan and the Space Marines. Obviously, the Imperial Guard's observation has been Long.

It's just that they can't think about this matter for any longer. The main goal now is to get out of here. God knows what monsters and ghosts are waiting in this disgusting lair.

Soon, in the upper-level task scheduling, the Astartes and Catachan also had new tasks. The Astartes used a jetpack to jump up to the sentry tower and clean out the beastman bastards inside. Catachan detached from the vehicle. , pressing forward, the Chimera armored vehicles formed a road in the form of mobile barriers.

Of course, there were also the remaining Beastmen who tried to climb over the Chimera armored vehicles, and many of them succeeded because of their lack of fear of death. However, Catachan easily heard the noises, and then fired at it with a bolt shotgun. A path of flesh and blood was instantly torn open, and the entire huge horned beast split open like a fragile pudding.

Those Catachan and Space Marines matched each other, and the Beastmen's posts on the crude sentry towers fell like raindrops. Most of them were cut to pieces by the chainsword, and those fragments fell to the ground, too. In the heart of the Zaocorn, it listened to the roar through the communicator, those intermittent and messy battle reports. Humans probably don't understand those words, but for it, those words are its home language.

It listened to the communicator, and the roars inside were intermittent and painful. To the beastmen, the elites of the empire were not demons. It held the ingenious and small communicator microphone tightly, but did not speak for a long time, just speaking in a hurry. After the sound of chain saws, it became silent.

However, it was not suppressed by the pain. Instead, it showed a strange and human smile and spoke. "My Lord, my Lord." It prayed in human language, how elegant its tone was, how resentful it was of humans, simply because Gothic had the advantage of being heard by its master.

It was probably caused by the resentment that came with it when it spoke those words. Its soul was like a shining light in those emotions, making its owner very fond of it. It was also its disgust that caused its soul to be attracted by the Lord of Changes. The favor continues to grow, and its prayers have continued to this day.

"All things are changeable, and human nature is deluded. You have insight into everything, understand all things, give me grace, praise my desires, and accomplish my great things. I praise you, the Lord of all changes, for your honor and your light. Until now, I have eaten all my kindred, and tasted all my despair and pain."

It lowers its head like a martyr. Its sins are hard to forgive. In this war, it sent tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of compatriots who could only fight to a meaningless death in exchange for the trust of the gods. A resource of empire, a mercy of purple hands.

It allows soldiers to fight with scrap metal, and it allows compatriots to die with false fates and slogans. At this point, traitors are worthy of their name for their own people and for the empire. After all, why not be someone who has deceived themselves? An ever-changing person?
But, the irony is that everything it does now is for its homeland. The high-calorie supplies of the Imperial Guard can raise better horned beasts, and the powerful Imperial weapons, ammunition, and medical care can help them occupy the next nest. More resources, in this dark hell, if it wants to survive, it must stand on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood of countless compatriots.

At this point, the number of local beastmen has been greatly reduced, and they have obtained a large amount of supplies, resources, and living space. After this operation, they can select elite soldiers and strategies to create a force that is enough to dominate the lower levels.

Before this period of time, they would have lost all their previous high-value territories due to this attack. Fortunately, the beastmen can endure extremely harsh environments. The deaths of a large number of other tribes have vacated the harsh lower levels and border areas of many nest cities. .

That's right, it has calculated everything. It will use 100 years, a war, and an opportunity to fight for a great future for its descendants. It can even break into the Engili spaceport hundreds of years later, occupy it, and fly across the star sea. And it At this point, the Imperial Guard does not need to die here, but it needs them to win, defeat the Purple Hand, obtain a power vacuum, and give them time to recuperate.

And it will not cause excessive losses to the Imperial Guard, but the acting is very good this time. There is no doubt that the Purple Hand will praise them, and then give them more rewards like giving dog bones, plus the looted in this war Things, the Beastmen are enough to survive the subsequent Imperial Guard raids and the population winter.

They would once again crawl in the shadows, regarded as a ragtag mass, until thousands of years later, their cousins ​​in the Empire would once again let their guard down, and so would the beasts, again.

Its eyes shine like a demon. In this dark millennium, threats are not only traitors, aliens, and mutations, but also various unexpected and seemingly weak things. But for the hundreds of millions of people living here, Enough to destroy their fragile lives in an instant.

This is the future of mankind that the gods are looking forward to. Hope can come, but there will always be only temporary peace.

(End of this chapter)