Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

There were only seven soldiers left in the east of Catachan, and the woman Alan Bair was familiar with also disappeared. It was very painful. Avada was leaning against the wall, asking the medics to inject him with tonics or something.

There was a big gash on his chest, and the bones were vaguely visible. Alan Bair really didn't know how he could walk through the forest with a body like that, but other Catachan's conditions were similar.

The smell of blood around them was frighteningly strong, and their skin was stained with green skin or their own blood, making it hard to tell. But whether the Catachans felt pain at the departure of their comrades, they did not appear to be suffering from the departure of their comrades. Instead, Lieutenant Colonel Avada Use the metal glove to hold Alan Bair's shoulders.

"Thank me, thank you for my crazy and terrible plan. If the huge explosion hadn't attracted One Eye's attention, he wouldn't have escaped. I saved them again."

"And, he got his trophy." Avada took out a long blade, Alan Bair recognized it, he recognized it, it was the weapon of the one-eyed orc...

"Lieutenant Colonel, you..." Alan Bair was a little worried, but he couldn't help but admire the Catachans. But could he win his own honor in the devil's lap? Otherwise, would he be able to do it?

Lieutenant Colonel Avada rubbed his belly. "Is there anything to eat?"

Alan Bair took out the can and heated it up carefully. Lieutenant Colonel Avada didn't mind it. He tied it with a bandage and started to eat it, although it was doubtful whether the food would fall out of the wound on his abdomen.

Although the rest of the Catachans were injured, they were still in good spirits. They stood up with the help of four rows of soldiers. The staff officer left after seeing something when he just arrived. God knows what he wanted?

The Catachans didn't seem to know what failure meant. Even if they escaped death, it didn't matter to them. After finishing their meal, they readjusted their weapons and soon planned to go into the forest to continue conducting reconnaissance and guerrilla warfare with the greenskins.

The soldiers were in awe of the elite of the Astra Militarum, who were the true line of defense for the Empire, and when they left, there were Cadia, Krieg, Valhalla, and other men and women of the Empire.

If even those people cannot stop the evil and destructive power, the angels of the empire will come and bring real fear to those enemies.

The soldiers performed the aquila salute to the departing Catachans, and the Catachans walked out with their weapons in hand, generously serving the cause.

But in such a situation, a guy who extremely ruined the atmosphere and was a little out of touch came. He was holding a strange device with a skull engraved on it. Alan Beyer looked at it for a long time before he recognized it.

"camera?"

"That's right." The staff officer held it. "He just saw the propaganda staff of the Ministry of Military Affairs. He said that he had good material, the friendship between Catachan and the soldiers, and he took pictures for them, and they could keep a copy of the material he got."

Then the staff officer shouted. “Anyone want to take a photo?”

The soldiers in the fourth platoon were very interested, but Catachan No didn't want it. They didn't want those witchcraft to stain their souls, but Staff Officer No was obviously a bit thin-skinned. After the staff officer had a mysterious conversation with Lieutenant Colonel Avada, , they agreed.

Alan Bayer was a little surprised. He approached the staff officer and asked. "What did I say?"

The staff officer replied. "He will apply for melta weapons for them, at the cost of taking photos."

Alan Beyer said. "He wants to beg too!"

said the staff officer. "He doesn't think my soldiers can get close to the enemy, and then with a blast of melta, he will have what the qualified troops qualify for."

Alan Bayer pouted, but Staff Officer Fou did help him a lot, so he didn't continue talking.

In this way, the Catachans stood in the first row. There were 70 soldiers in the four rows, and there were non-commissioned officers who could join them. Avada, Alan Bair, and the three staff officers were in the middle C position.

The heavy bomb was placed at the front, Kellan squatted beside it, stroking his old friend, and John yawned. He had taken a photo and felt it was average.

Catachan felt that the relationship between witchcraft and non-witchcraft was a little tricky, and his expression was not good. The fools in the four rows were very excited, and they were in good condition as if they had not been chased by the greenskins.

The staff officer and Alan Bair had their arms around each other, trying to show off a warm-hearted Astra Militarum look, although most of the time they did not play tricks on each other.

The Adeptus Mechanicus girl happened to be passing by with toast in her arms, covering Kailan, leaving the loyal look of Dong Heavy Bolter...

The camera is set, click, click, and now, Coco will appear in their monthly issue of the Ministry of Military Affairs in a few years, but it's unclear whether or how it will be arranged.

A strange portrait of the Astra Militarum beings fell on the camera, and the people from the Ministry of Military Affairs quickly printed it out. He made three copies of the photo, one each for the staff officer, Catachan, and Alan Bair.

Alan Bayer got the photo, which was reinforced and thickened, like a card, and the photo will be baked at their station and become their long-term souvenir.

At the site of the original No. 3 Outpost, One-Eye, whose leg was scratched by Catachan, recovered in just a few hours, but he was still distracted by the huge explosion and failed to deal with those Catachan shrimps.

He touched his waist with dissatisfaction. The best thing there was taken away by the dead shrimp, but he would get it back and get more. It's crazy to say that he had a sense of expectation for that thing. …

Suppressing his excitement, he watched the boys move the scraps and build it into a new outpost. Several fear iron cans were also being built. If Brother Mao was here again, that waaagh would be exciting enough.

One-eye panted heavily, feeling that something special was being mobilized in his heart.

Iron Teeth was not in such a wonderful mood. His stomach was opened by the violent explosion and his waist was broken twice. He could now use iron sheets to sew his stomach.

Is he "iron-backed" now?

Iron Teeth cursed. "Why the hell did Xiami come up with such a plan? My boy, my waist!"

Looking at the dark traces of the ruins with one eye, he grinned. "I have seen shrimp spaceships bombing a planet that was completely devoid of shrimps. Countless shrimps were gone, and they didn't care."

"What does that mean? The shrimps are crazy, so we like to play with them."

Iron Teeth also laughed. "The boss is wrong! waaagh them!"

The boys agreed, even if they were scarred and had bent guns, they were nothing compared to the greenskins, so that was an appetizer.

Just beg the scrap iron Yi Qunqi to use it. The kid is very playful. That party made of life will never break up. One Eye stepped on the corpse of the Catachan who died in the war and crushed it with his feet. , took another deep breath of blood mist.

He didn't like the smell of alive shrimps, but he liked the smell of blood flowing out and their decay. It made One-Eye feel satisfied, just like he had lived without it until now.

The Tech Master is banging the cans of unformed fear, and the boys are constantly carrying scraps, but that is not the core of One-Eye's plan. He has a plan that he can only come up with when he understands humans very well. It will definitely give the shrimps a unique surprise. !

He showed a smile that made Iron Teeth's hair stand on end after seeing it. That smile was just like the expression he showed before victory in the arena...

He felt that his one-eyed enemy was in bad luck, and then turned around and cursed at the boy. "Hurry up, hurry up your legs and feet!"

But the one-eyed man moved forward slowly, looking into the distance, as if he could see Karu City through the dense forest.