Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

When Alan Bair recalls today, he will be impressed by the unpleasant smell emitted by those large leg guns. Fighting the orcs on the top of the sentry tower 100 meters away was the most exciting experience in his military career. , it is also the most unforgettable and painful one.

When the beam was almost gone and there was only one battery left, Alan Bair looked at the messy battlefield in the distance to the east. The greenskins were getting closer and closer, and he sighed.

That won't work, but no...

said the lieutenant suddenly. "Sergeant, they push the bunker forward, he holds them back while I activate the flare."

"Even if they all die, please let the headquarters know the situation at the outpost..."

Her tone was heavy and her expression was serious, which somehow made Alan Bair agree to that crazy idea and engage in close combat with the greenskins.

Lieutenant Han Xuan. "1, 2, 3! Move!"

The two men pushed the materials hard, and the metal was grinding on the ground to create a core. The hissing sound and the roar of the orc bombs continued. The projectiles hit the bevel corners, and the dismantled fragments scratched Alan Bair's shoulders. First.

"Ahhh!"

His big man showed off more courage to himself, and the Emperor blessed him. They slammed into the orc bunker, and then raised their guns. Alan Bair and the lieutenant fired at the same time. The hot beam smashed the chest and cheeks of the orcs. Even if the distance is not high, the laser gun can accurately hit the orc seeking harm and kill him!

After a moment, the crimson eyes of those chirping special operations boys stared at them. There was no doubt that the green-skinned blood rage was coming. They were so hungry that they forgot any battle plan or any reason, and attacked with machetes. Come.

Alan Bair soon discovered that there were two orcs like this, and there was a one-eyed guy who was missing. Has he always been so elusive?

But the time to think is precious. When the bayonet of the laser gun and the boy's machete touched each other, sparks burst out, and a fierce close combat began. But did the lieutenant push away Alan Bayer, who had just met the enemy? .

"I'll drive it!"

She holds a laser gun on her right leg and a sapper shovel on her left leg. She looks like a Valkyrie. As the two greenskins quarrel, she refuses their invitations to go to the underworld again and again.

Alain Byrma walked to the side of the signal bomb. It had a huge barrel and the lever was inside the glass cover to prevent accidental contact. Alain Byrma smashed the glass open with the butt of his gun and stretched out his leg to pull the launcher's lever. , a moment later, a dagger with twice the sharpness, which was too beautiful to look like an orc weapon, was placed across his neck.

Dead, no doubt, dead. When the blade sank into his flesh and blood, the cold and hot feelings came together, begging to die...

He stepped back violently, only to find that the orc was extremely powerful and held his body tightly.

"Pfft" and "puff" two sounds of the blade sinking into flesh and blood appeared...

"Ah!" was the first half of a character he could spit out, but a moment later, the one-eyed orc was violently knocked away by the lieutenant, and the blade deviated from his breastplate, causing a burst of terrifying sparks.

He found that he had no wounds, so what was going on with that sound?

Alan Bayer didn't have time to think, so he just pulled the lever. After a roar, the red signal flare that seemed to touch the atmosphere cut through the sky net composed of ferns and conveyed the signal to the command center.

Alan Bair leaned on the launch pad and gasped, took out his laser gun and fired back at the greenskins. At this moment, the wounded team led by John was walking on the top of the building.

Those greenskins also left the blood rage and calmly used their disgusting grappling hooks and smoke bombs to escape from the battlefield with mobility.

Alan Bayer said happily as he looked at the red star-like flares in the sky.

"They asked for a date, miss..."

"Miss?"

"Lieutenant?"

There was no answer, but that great body was lying on the ground. What happened to that powerful man?

Alan Bayer discovered for the first time that the strong woman was lying on the ground silently. Her eyes were closed and she looked surprisingly beautiful. Her brown hair was dyed red with blood and was scattered on the ground, on her neck and chest. , the wounds created by the orcs, the blood flowing out was draped on the ground like long hair, and it was combined with the hair without any gaps.

She was no longer the "Sleeping Beauty". When Alan Beyer quickly realized this, he frantically used the bandages and tonics in his medical bag, sprayed or injected stimulants or other things into her body, He continued to perform artificial respiration and chest compressions.

But what responded to him was not a soft hug, but the smell of blood in his mouth and the gradually dissipating temperature.

"Lieutenant...Lieutenant...What is my name..." Alan Beyer asked herself as she fumbled for her dog tag and looked at the name on it. It was a very beautiful name, very feminine.

Arya…

But the battlefield was going on, and he didn't have time. He didn't have time to care too much. Alan Beyer rubbed his cheeks, and the blood and tears were mixed together, so that he didn't look like he was crying.

'Yes, Mr. John, insist on coming east for Lady Arya's sacrifice..."

John didn't know how to answer, so he just used his loudest voice to show off. "no!"

Several beam rifles were resupplied and joined the battle. Most of the comrades in the trenches had been picked up, some they knew, some they were unfamiliar, some they were familiar with, some they were unfamiliar with.

Zaiwei's forehead was wrapped in a bandage for some reason, and it was moistened with scarlet blood. He saw Alan Bair coming from the east and contacted the gunfire from the top.

"No Emperor!" As if he had realized something, he fired violently in anger. The laser gun that had been firing for an unknown period of time actually seemed to be responding to him, spitting out a beam of light.

With a capacity of 20-30 rounds, he shot 55 times before stopping again, which is impressive.

Alan Bair is not far behind, now he can pry open an orc's head with every shot.

After the war lasted for who knows how long, the orcs got closer and closer, there were too many of them, and the minefields were almost explored by those disgusting farts.

When the orcs began to fight in close combat, Alan Bair could not wait to rush out of the trenches and try to take a few of them to see the God-Emperor.

He is eager to try and gear up because he is tired, angry, and pathetic.

When he was about to take the first step, Zaiwei suddenly stopped him and stepped out of the trench himself, leaving behind a sentence. "You're right, I'm young."

Things like this kept happening in the trenches. The veterans blocked the recruits and took out their bayonets to engage the orcs in hand-to-hand combat. Alan Bayer suddenly realized that the first row, the second row, and the third row were all ordered according to the veteran-recruit order. Come.

Do they feel that this is not their duty?

The new recruits looked at the hand-to-hand combat between the greenskins and the greenskins. It was almost one-sided by the greenskins, in terms of numbers, physical strength, experience... but the veterans were able to contain many orcs with just a few people.

Alan Byrma yelled. "Shoot, shoot those green-skinned supports! Don't be dazed!"

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