Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords! - Chapter 499

Chapter 497 06.0496: ‘Kill the enemy! Make money! Get a wife!’

Twenty minutes ago.

“Found it! The comparison passed, and the newly discovered target was verified to be the ‘Pure White Mayflower’ pilgrim ship. The Skyhawk One has witnessed and confirmed it!” Louise relayed the real-time beacon to the captain’s command throne.

“The attacking enemy ship was a Kroot Clan Ball, which was armed with rotating missile launchers on both sides of the sphere. They were in submerged mode, and they directly ambushed and boarded the ‘Pure White Mayflower’.

After the Clan Ball approached, it directly released a boarding bridge on the side of the pilgrim ship, blocking the pilgrim ship, and continuously transported troops to the latter.” First Mate Collingwood quickly tapped the keys in front of the Thinker Array, while quickly scanning the data flowing like a waterfall in front of him, summarizing and reporting.

“Dive into the gas cloud. This last torpedo will tear down their dirty clan balls from the middle and directly cut off their connection with the pilgrimage ship!”

The hungry wolf poked out of the darkness without anyone noticing.

At this time, the Kroot clan ball was filled with a restless atmosphere. All the cannibal aliens were cheering for the upcoming fresh meal, and no one noticed the danger hidden in the shadows.

This is not the signature style of the Imperial Navy – they will first gather a large fleet group and then rush over in a mighty manner.

No matter how strong they are, their momentum is full first.

So these Kroot people don’t pay attention to anything other than the automatically highlighted target on the scanner. Of course, they can’t see the Epic, which is filtered as a floating asteroid.

Just like that, the Epic opened the shadow field in the dark, and the figure disappeared in a flash in the gas cloud.

The target still didn’t respond, and the torpedo officer Fideo easily calibrated the torpedo course.

As a series of process checks before the launch of the thermonuclear warhead were completed, the torpedo ignited in the countdown, and the last torpedo carried by the Epic, carrying a nuclear deflagration warhead, shot out from the dark torpedo well and rushed away.

Horatio frowned and watched the torpedo shoot towards the target.

He could no longer receive any communication from the interior of the pilgrimage ship. All he could hear was some noise from short-range internal communications.

[Don’t die, Sister. After the battle of the Celestial Cathedral, I promised to take you out to relax, but unfortunately I haven’t found the time to fulfill this promise until today. ]

This slightly off-topic thought just reflects his deep concern.

Boom!

The torpedo hit the middle of the clan sphere, and the explosion blew a hideous shattered gap in the mottled space sphere. The broken appearance reminded Horatio of the Death Star in the Star Wars movie in his previous life, the battle-damaged version.

There may be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Kroot in a Clan Ball. For a mere pilgrim ship, the enemies to be faced are almost endless.

The last blow of the Epic not only hit the rotating gravity launcher, but also detonated the missiles stored inside.

Therefore, after the first wave of explosions, there was an explosion with a larger flame, which completely tore the full moon into a half moon.

Many of the more than 100,000 aliens living in it were burned to death by the raging flames, shocked to death by the aftermath of breaking steel and breaking iron, or thrown into the void and suffocated and frozen to death.

But compared with what they did, Horatio felt that this quick death was too easy for them.

The power of a torpedo is limited. Although it basically sentenced the Clan Ball to death, it is still an exaggeration to declare that all aliens will be eliminated.

After obtaining Horatio’s approval, Captain Krezimer of E-99 made a finishing move on the burning target at a nearly right angle.

The torpedo was fired very carefully, almost along the tangent of the ball, to avoid the explosion from affecting the pilgrim ship – this is a very dangerous thing in the human empire based on faith, and all friendly forces will be shaken, especially if such a thing is made public.

The explosion caused the clan ball connected to the docking platform for boarding to shake violently. The boarding bridge and docking port, which were overwhelmed, quickly twisted into several sections, and the Kroot people who were still in it and rushed towards the pilgrim ship were thrown out of the cabin in an instant.

The fierce fire and explosion also caused violent shaking to the pilgrim ship that was docked, causing Sister Arabella and her mortal enemy, who were about to fight to the death with the Kroot people, to be shaken to the point that they could not stand steadily, and the golden deck swayed under her feet.

When the invading Kroot people discovered the situation outside the porthole and fell into panic, everything was too late.

Horatio in the Epic, through the bird’s-eye view automatically connected to the command hand, found the exact location of Sister Arabella in the pilgrimage ship, and also saw the imminent crisis.

He immediately marked the high-risk targets that wanted to attack her for the young nun. Seeing the red outlines and highlighted arrows on some aliens in front of her, this familiar scene made Sister Arabella feel like she was in another world.

[It’s him! Mr. Horatio. ]

She quickly looked out the window. Although she didn’t see any Imperial warships, she noticed some dots in the darkness – the blue tail flames of the Shark Assault Boat.

“All crew members of the Epic, armed call! All armed, ready to board. We will rescue the loyal believers of the Emperor and His daughters from the hands of the man-eating aliens at a face-to-face distance.” Horatio accepted the power armor fitting by Lati, and issued his orders to the entire ship with the sound array.

The 20-kilometer-long pilgrimage ship was completely insufficient with the armed forces on the Epic.

He summoned all the attack ships that could be summoned in the surrounding area, and the Epic itself mobilized all the crew members, leaving only the minimum number of guards at each post.

Beep! Beep! The sharp assembly whistle accompanied by dense footsteps resounded through every cabin corridor.

“The captain has ordered that all personnel be armed. Repeat, the captain has ordered that all personnel be armed.”

On the explosion-proof steel door of the armory on the Epic, the warning lights flashed dazzling red, and two rows of armed sailors stood on both sides of the armory with laser guns.

The red light reflected on the cold and ruthless face of the military supervisor Farida, and her gloved hands rested on the explosive pistol, leaving no doubt that she could tear off someone’s head at any time, the enemy’s, or the traitor’s.

Although she was a daughter of a noble family and had a beautiful appearance, as an untouchable, she had a majestic temperament and military force that was enough to offset the label of “vase”, so the crew did not dare to have any unreasonable thoughts. She had always been an authority on the ship, an authority that had the final say, usually so.

Under her cold gaze, the crew lined up in an orderly manner to receive weapons and armor.

But everyone’s inner emotions were high, because they knew very well what they were fighting for.

Faith, the spiritual foundation of mankind standing in the 41st millennium.

“We are His sacred navy.” Horatio’s voice came from the sound array, and the slightly distorted words rumbled over the eardrums of every crew member.

Fully armed, Horatio walked quickly to the front of everyone, whether it was the military supervisor or the armed sailors, they all saluted him as the captain.

“The loyal followers of the Emperor have been shamefully attacked by the cannibalistic aliens. The Emperor’s daughters are fighting desperately. Now, they need our support and help. Crew members! Who are you serving!”

“Imperial Navy! Lord of Mankind!” The crew members raised their arms and shouted.

“A few days ago, we destroyed the alien merchant fleet! Today, we will rescue the loyal servants of the Emperor! He on the Golden Throne is watching us!

Don’t be afraid of casualties! Because you have joined the largest military organization in the galaxy with the most abundant resources!

For those who died in battle, double the pension! For the disabled, a full set of prostheses and rehabilitation treatment!

Today, you are the regular crew members of the Imperial Navy, and the Imperial Navy will provide you with a full set of protection!

Go on, warriors of the Emperor! Bring the alien heads to see! One head is 10,000 Gothic coins! The Military Supervisor and the Armed Military Police will record your achievements fairly and impartially!”

The value and purchasing power of Gothic coins are similar to the red banknotes used by Horatio before he crossed over.

Ten thousand Gothic coins for an enemy head is not a small sum that can be easily earned by the people of Abyss Port.

——Killing five Kroots is equivalent to the salary of many Zhonghe workers for half a year.

“Kill the enemy! Make money! Get a wife! Yeah!!!” The crew raised their weapons and shouted excitedly and greasy.

For these strong bachelors who have just been recruited into the navy, there is no purer desire than this.

Many of them are Zhonghe bachelors in their prime.

Many people joined the Imperial Navy just for the reason that ‘I have nothing to rely on anyway, and I don’t want to work like a slave in a factory. Since this is the case, I might as well join the navy to take risks and make money. After retiring, I can use the bounty and retirement money to buy a house in Zhonghe, and then get a wife and give birth to a bunch of babies for the Lord of Mankind. It can be considered a perfect life. ‘

And the treatment given by Horatio just happens to meet their wishes.

Not to mention the fanatics who joined his warship for his saintly status. When they heard that the pilgrim ship was under siege, these fanatic crew members shouted for a fierce battle, eager to try, and they were all furious, wishing to cut the alien into pieces.

Horatio certainly knew that these believers accounted for a large proportion of the crew, which was why he had to take risks, otherwise he, as a saint, would lose the support of the believers. Even if such opposition was forcibly suppressed, the possible corruption and even questioning of the crew in the future would be a big problem.

And if he did this in a practical way, he would gain the support of those believers who had already joined the navy and those who were waiting to see whether to join the Imperial Navy.

Although fanatics also have a pedantic side, recruiting a large number of them would be slightly problematic. But even when dealing with loyalists who are not deeply convinced of the state religion, such a reputation would at least get a friendly response.

This would play a very important role when his ships needed to be replenished.