Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords! - Chapter 496
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Chapter 494 06.0493: ‘Battle Sisters vs. Void Cannibals’
“Get in!”
On Horatio’s orders, communications from the Armed Sisters of the Holy Rose were fed into the bridge.
The first thing that entered the ears was a rather noisy communication clutter. The harsh and sizzling radio waves made the eardrums uncomfortable.
But if you listen carefully, you can just barely hear the thud of a Godwin-Diaz pattern bolter firing.
“Can anyone hear this?! This is the White Mayflower Pilgrimage Ship and we have been deceived.
The merchant ship owner who turned against the aliens claimed to lead the way for us, but instead led us into the alien ambush area!
We are now being boarded by a large number of enemy troops. There are many loyal believers on the ship. We are fighting side by side, but the aliens are continuing to attack the defense line like a storm. We need reinforcements immediately! “
The voice came from a nun whom Horatio didn’t know. Her voice was calm, even a little fierce, fierce but not fierce, which proved that she was a person who had experienced battles.
Horatio recognized the buzzing sound of a force sword in the audio as she engaged in melee combat with an enemy.
Horatio recalled that Arabella had sent a message when she was sailing that the Sisters of the Holy Rose would send a missionary team to a saint captain like him to serve as a missionary team and escort on the ship.
However, due to the sudden outbreak of the war, this team was ordered to give priority to escorting pilgrim ships, missionary work and repopulation in the territories recovered by the imperial army. That’s why they are on this pilgrim ship, the ‘Pure White Mayflower’.
As Horatio weighed in, a scream came over the rescue comms.
“Help! They’re coming!”
“Arabella, hurry! Cover the pilgrims heading to the inner cabin, those cannibal aliens have breached our flank!”
“Prince Diana, be careful! Behind you!” Sister Arabella’s urgent voice came out of the sound array.
Beep!
Communication was interrupted.
Everyone looked at each other for a while, and finally looked at the captain.
“Heading 379! Two-day voyage!” Harvey immediately reported the heading and range calculated based on the distress beacon.
“Captain, we only have the last torpedo left.” First Officer Collingwood reminded cautiously.
“I know, and our small macro cannon may not even be able to effectively overload the void shield of the big ship.” Horatio pursed his lips.
“But rescuing the pilgrim ships of the God Emperor’s followers is our unshirkable duty as His holy navy.”
“The enemy fleet may also know about it and head here.”
“They were attacked by the Kroot servants.” Judge Thei, wearing a sharp leather riding jacket, pinched her pointed chin and said:
“These cannibal aliens like to engage in boarding battles. In contrast to the Tau Fire Warriors, the way they destroy their enemies is to eat them up.
A twenty-kilometer-long pilgrim ship is a sumptuous buffet and food reserve for them. As long as the battle sisters inside are eliminated, other believers will become living two-legged sheep. “
“We must find a way, we can’t let them be killed and eaten, and watch the tragedy happen, otherwise I, as a saint, will not be worthy of it.”
“Captain, Director of Operations Department Louise is reporting to you.” Louise’s face looked much better after resting for a while and returning to the bridge for duty.
“Louise, how is the status of our macro cannon?”
“The condition is very good and the ammunition is sufficient. If we want to take action, my suggestion is to summon attack ships with sufficient torpedoes in the surrounding area to join our ship.” She analyzed based on the intelligence information she received:
“The crew of our ship is well-trained and well-equipped. As long as the enemy ship is destroyed, we can immediately launch gang-hopping operations to support the Battle Sisters.”
Horatio nodded, then turned to First Officer Collingwood and said: “Archie, it is recorded in the log that there are rebel civilian ships operating under the banner of the Empire. This kind of thing needs to be taken seriously by the command, these damn traitors.”
He frowned and angrily pulled his gloves from his hands.
“As you command, Captain.”
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Inside the “White Mayflower” pilgrim ship.
“(Kroot language) Although the silver armor is difficult to take apart, the flesh and blood of these human females is delicious.” A Kroot shaper holding a double-headed war spear opened his bloody mouth and faced the group The compatriots inside shouted.
As the war spears were pointed at the pure white Emperor’s Daughters, a large number of Kroot who resembled the water ghosts in the horror legends of the Middle Ages swarmed away.
Almost all living things in the galaxy are just lunch in the eyes of these savage species.
They feed on flesh and blood and can use the characteristics of the dead to strengthen and shape themselves.
Because of this, the Kroot are actually a very large category. Apart from having some common characteristics, their actual appearances are not the same.
(The only thing the Kroot have in common is that they are all cannibals and can acquire the qualities of the devoured like the Septons Astartes.)
The group of sacred roses encountered looked like water ghosts. They had ferocious thorns on their forearms and top of their heads. The thorns contained highly poisonous fins. Once the armor was pierced and the venomous thorns touched the flesh, the victims would instantly bleed from all their orifices and become poisonous. Death.
Their purpose is pure, as their Shaper leader says – the flesh of these Battle Sisters is delicious, but not as chewy as that of a Space Marine.
“Sisters, hold the battle line, don’t let them get closer.” Sister Arabella held a bolt pistol in one hand and fired at the scurrying Kroot. She held a chain sword in the other hand and turned sideways to block the incoming attacks. skull-crushing club assault.
After parrying the blow, she raised her hand and shot the attacker’s head off. The strange orange-yellow brain paste was stuck on the Roman columns in the Holy Pilgrimage Church.
“Prince Diana, what should we do now?” She kicked away the alien body with its head lifted off, and orange-yellow blood splashed on her silver-white power armor.
Bang!
The female court official knocked away the Kroot who were attacking from behind with a shield, and recharged the power sword in her hand. The incandescent lightning flowed from the sword, making a crackling sound, deterring these cannibal aliens with evil intentions.
The psychic communication rosary on her body had been destroyed in the sneak attack just now, and the possibility of rescue was lowered, which made her even more angry.
When the attacker swung the stick again and swung it at her black-haired head, she dodged vigorously and raised her shield to parry.
Bang!
There was another sound like a bell, and the storm shield emitted impact energy directly at the Pokerut man. When the opponent was dizzy, the power sword in his hand stabbed straight into the chest.
Poof!
A sharp sword penetrated the heart, and she swung her backhand and chopped the savage alien in half with her sword.
“Have the believers evacuated to the inner church area?” she asked the senior nun, the Purity Angel Arabella, who was her deputy.
“The evacuation operation has come to an end. The sisters of the ceremonial nuns and the clerical nuns are at the end of the team, and the injured combat sisters are blocking the rear for them.
In order to cover the evacuation, the armed Crusaders closed the door of the courtyard and almost all of them died. “
While fighting the enemy, guarding the court officials’ side, she reported reports.
When she said the word ‘death in battle’, Sister Arabella looked solemn, because the corpses of these loyal warriors were quickly devoured brutally, and this group of aliens launched a blasphemous slaughter under their eyes. A feast of meat.
However, they were powerless against this blasphemous act. The pitifully small forces of the Battle Sisters could not defend a pilgrim ship with such a huge interior space and full of churches.
“Sister Diana…” She swallowed her dry and sore throat, her tired voice became trembling, and said:
“Please allow me to take in the seriously injured sisters nearby. I…I can’t leave them behind. After they die in battle, they will be dismembered and eaten raw by these abominable aliens.”
As the youngest Clean Angel among them.
Sister Arabella participated in many military operations during the year, and she witnessed the casualties of many sisters. As a combat medical nun, she was the sister closest to death.
Almost every day, sisters who died said their last prayers to her, and she had to listen, even if her heart was bleeding, she had to bless the deceased.
Years of high-intensity combat life have made her much more haggard than before, and her originally rosy complexion has become much paler.
In contrast, the nun next to her who looked to be in her thirties was more steady. Although she looked tired, every muscle on her face and body was on alert.
“Your Majesty! All the surrounding pilgrims and unarmed sisters have been evacuated to the cathedral!” A seraph armed with twin bolt guns used a silver wing-shaped spray pack to fly to the perimeter of the battle line composed of sacred roses, while opening fire to cover. While reporting.
“But these sisters…” Sister Arabella used a chain sword to cut off the head of a Kroot who was about to execute the seriously injured nun who fell to the ground. She then carried the dying sister who was vomiting blood and stained her silver armor with blood. He returned behind the court official’s shield.
“Sister Arabella, I understand you, but we can no longer withstand it. The enemy is outnumbered and we must retreat immediately. Our wings of flame cannot drag away the seriously injured battle sisters wearing power armor.”
Seraph shook his head, but he and Arabella still looked at the highest-ranking nun among them, the female court official.