Warhammer Inquisitor

Chapter 628 Battle of Beasts: Daily Life of the Greenskin Farm
The orc in coarse cloth and a necklace of teeth around his neck fell to the ground.

He was beheaded by Vito.

A sword in place cut off his entire side.

It was the last greenskin, and Vito looked around as he fell to the ground.

The plains were littered with green-skinned corpses, and the horizon formed by their unique skin colors stretched as far as the eye could see.

It even formed a low hillside there.

Vito returned to the trenches.

There are many Imperial Army, Marine Corps, and a few Stormtroopers crowded here.

They moved around here, moving sandbags to reinforce the position, and putting back the shield wall that had been knocked crooked earlier.

The recruits on the ship came here to practice target shooting for those green skins without guns, and the Mechanician also took this opportunity to experiment with a few new weapons, as well as the unknown alien weapons they got a while ago.

Vito said.

"We kill enough greenskins here to attract more greenskins to come here. The more they are, the stronger the waaaaaaaage energy."

"This place has become a sea of ​​greenskins."

A Stormtrooper happened to fire a shot behind a low wall beside him.

"This time you have to tell us."

"We have created a star-level waaaaaaage energy field here, which is enough to attract all the green skins in the vicinity of the entire galaxy, and the green skins at the level of the large star area."

Lancelot was with him, his black armor stained with greenskin's blood, and his gray cloak turned red.

Vito laughed, but someone obviously disagreed.

He made a bet with his comrades whether he could hit the green skin one kilometer away, and the bet was a few packs of cigarettes.

Ragnar grumbled.

"It has nothing to do with this time."

This is what he explained to Eisenstein at the time. Although he was not very willing, he hoped to come here with his brothers, but as the Imperial Fist, he chose to obey the order.

And Vito and the others came here, Calcas 27, on a barren planet, but that was in the past, and now it can be said to be full of vitality, with green skins all over the mountains and plains.

Vito interrupted this extended topic firmly.

asked Olaf.

Vito shrugged.

"I don't remember exactly, but a rough estimate is about a few million."

Olaf said.

Vito said with one hand on his hips, the Phoenix Sword leaning on his thigh.

At first they would burn them, but they soon gave up.

But right now, he complains the most. In the past few days, he has repeatedly emphasized the boredom of this battle, the tiredness after repeatedly charging the greenskins with simple weapons, and chopping and slaughtering.

"A mountain has been piled up. I don't know how much I have hacked in the valley where the green skin corpses are piled up with Lancelot."

"I need someone here to prevent accidents and keep an eye on the idiots here before they cause more trouble behind our asses."

"What's wrong? Here I am the same as the servitors I dismantled, repeating the same thing every day! Kill greenskins, cut greenskins, and then repeat a round after 10 minutes, and the most important thing is a little change nothing!"

Ragnar was excited at first, because a long battle could be fought, and he was the first to rush out of the ship's door and go to the battle.

"Ok."

"I think they did learn a lot about positional warfare."

"But it's over, it's been a month, and it's time for you to tell us what it means to be here?"

Because there will always be greenskins rushing back in the shortest time, armed with primitive weapons made of stone, teeth and bones, and then rushing to the trenches without hesitation.

After the green-skinned corpse was launched onto the planet, only two short weeks later, green-skinned mushrooms grew everywhere. Then they swarmed here again.

"My old friends, they are greenskins."

"There's a battle to be fought, why not come? How much have we killed here?"

Vito said that Lancelot frowned, showing a surprised and strange expression.

asked Olaf from behind.

"I?"

With that said, Vito stepped out of the low wall of the church.

"We've killed enough greenskins here."

"How can you be sure that the greenskins will take the bait?"

Olaf said.

"You go back together too."

"Olaf."

A few of them stopped between certain movements and turned into black sculptures.

Vito smiled back at him.

"The more green skins are attracted."

and more importantly.

"I thought you liked fighting, swinging axes, and eating with your beard covered in blood, Ragnar."

"Vito."

There were endless green skin corpses lying there, and new green skins were gathering in the distance.

He brought news that the Infinity Frontier had discovered a large number of green-skinned fleets appearing on the edge of the galaxy cloud cluster, and the flames from the thrusters alone had formed a brand new nebula.

Vito greets him.

"palace?"

"Wake up in the morning and have a cup of coffee, then slap greenskins, then have lunch, and enjoy the afternoon sun, pass the time with a wave of greenskins, then dinner, eat some toast and sausages, and then sleep at night on a walk. One round of green skins, time flies really fast."

He added.

Nobody interrupted him because the few words didn't make sense, so Vito continued.

Vito asked Cole to prepare to retreat, and the stormtroopers and marines on the ground all retreated to the ship, and then pointed towards Mandeville.

"It's the same every time."

He put his arms around his arms and stood behind Vito.

This is a huge project, which takes up most of the time of most people. Not only do we need to clean up the trenches, but we also need to remove all the corpses piled up in front of the trenches and near the foot of the mountain.

Ragnar said.

"how about you?"

The old wolf stood outside the ruins of the dilapidated church, the scorched land and the same blackened green leather stone heads under his feet.

He said.

But Vito didn't care about them, just like they didn't care about how many times the orcs attacked and how many corpses were left behind.

Olaf went back behind the low wall of the church.

"It's not fast at all! It's like years here."

Vito said with a wagging finger.

"It is to eliminate them in one fell swoop, save trouble."

He won.

Shortly after landing, Lancelot commented in this way. He described the appearance of every festival in his hometown of Cologne, and described these green skins as farmers who heard the lord hold a banquet outside the castle.

Eisenstein is not here.

He said.

"Just this time, I'll hold a banquet here to attract green skins."

"This is simply a grand event. We are like a tempting feast being served on the table. The green skins of the whole world have come to the feast."

Throw out all the greenskin corpses in the trenches.

"But not here."

"There are so many, I can hardly fit them outside."

"I don't want to destroy the green skins planet by planet, and then spend more time burning the green skin spores. I would rather sit in the palace when I have this time."

"It's so boring."

Vito traversed the trench and found Olaf on the other side.

Ragnar said.

He stayed on Tempest, and Vito let him stay.

"At least the Stormtroopers on the ship and the marines have a good place to practice their guns and train."

"Eisenstein should have come, he must have liked this back and forth offense and defense."

"What's wrong here?"

"Oh, that has to be a real battle, not the one here."

He stayed on Tempest, and Jarek was there too. The latter returned to the Iron Legion, commanding the remaining reinforcements who came to defend in the Iron Ring.

"Why? You owe us an explanation, every time you say you will tell us after the next fight."

"You want to lure the greenskins to come here for a decisive battle?"

Vito glanced at them and smiled.

"We've been here for a month, Vito, what have we been doing for a month?"

After Olaf asked, Ragnar and Lancelot also came over, and the three of them waited for an answer in front of Vito.

"But it's exactly what you said here."

Cole's voice followed the beeping of the communicator, and Vito turned it on.

"No, no, I didn't invite them, not the green skins here."

"This way we don't have to go find the Bonebreaker, his people will come out of the shadows by themselves."

As they approached, Vito turned to the plain beyond the low church wall.

Vito smiled back.

"Cleaning up."

The Skyhawk flew down from the sky and landed in front of Vito.

"Wear your sunglasses when you're on the boat and looking up here."

He said with a smile, boarded the Aquila and flew to the high altitude of the universe.

(End of this chapter)