Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords! - Chapter 501
Chapter 499 06.0498: ‘Boarding battle! Go! ’
“Sir, the Epic is docking with the Pilgrim! The armed crew is ready at the docking station.”
The helmsman reported to the first mate Collingwood.
Archie had put on his Hell’s Edge power armor. He stayed on the command bridge and looked out the window through the Gothic porthole to see the docking situation.
Inside the Epic, the fully armed crew was waiting near the docking port.
The armed sailors and boarding team members stood in the first row. Under the order of the sergeant, they knelt in one row and stood in the second row. Some lucky or skilled shooters were assigned captured pulse rifles and pulse carbines. Most people were still equipped with laser guns, but they were also well-maintained high-quality laser guns and single-molecule sword bayonets that could cut iron like mud.
Behind the sailors were the crew members who had just put on their breastplates. Their weapons were different. Some held laser carbines, while others held laser pistols and sailor knives. They were in a mess and looked like a mob.
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But anyone who underestimated their fighting power would pay the price!
—— They were fed fat and strong by Horatio’s special meals. Growing up in similar environments in the middle and lower nests, they knew very well what was handy, what was easy to use, and what could help them survive and kill the enemy in the boarding battle to the greatest extent.
Not to mention that the equipment of these “mobs” was also high-quality or fine equipment that Horatio picked up from the forging enclave of the Mechanicus.
“Docking completed.” The operator scanned the flashing runes on the screen, and her voice was broadcast through the array, echoing over the docking cabin.
Uh! Uh! Uh!
Three alarms sounded, and with the superb steering skills of the helmsman on the command bridge, the Epic anchored steadily and accurately at the docking port on the rear side of the pilgrim ship.
Swish! ——
The high-temperature steam of the hydraulic pressure was discharged through the exhaust port with excess heat, and the docking armored door designed for boarding slowly opened with a dull bang under the flashing red light.
“Raise your guns!” Leidos had a red ribbon around his waist, symbolizing an officer of the armed forces. His pair of metal iron hands held a power saber and a naval grenade launcher.
At the command, the sailors raised the laser guns with sword bayonets, and the white bayonets were particularly cold.
“Hey, Jack, let’s see who has more heads shot off? Just like we used to do when we served in the Astra Militarum.” A sailor who was aiming said to a “new” enlisted corporal next to him.
As the largest armed force of the Empire, the Astra Militarum is numerous, and not all Astra Militarums will encounter earth-shattering apocalyptic battles during their service.
In addition, the service period of each world is almost different, so with a huge base, there are not a few people who can survive to be discharged.
And these Astra Militarum demobilized soldiers distributed in port cities are the favorites of the Imperial Navy recruiters.
——They are often loyal enough and have experienced combat skills and experience. They can become an excellent armed sailor after only a short cross-service training and then change into the equipment of the Imperial Navy, and directly join the army as a corporal.
“How much do you bet?”
“One hundred thousand.”
“This is not a small amount of money.”
“The captain said that a head is ten thousand yuan. As long as you kill enough, you can afford the bet. The premise is that you don’t get injured before killing ten.”
“Then I’ll use the death pension given by the Navy to bet.”
The two sailors laughed at the same time.
The hatch was fully opened and the steam and smoke dissipated.
What caught the eyes of the sailors was a group of Kroots in panic and confusion.
“Get ready!”
These barbaric servants were not as well-trained as the Tau fire warriors. They were frightened by the unexpected attack and didn’t know what was going on.
“Fire!” Leidos immediately swung his knife.
Sharp!
Hundreds of red and hot laser beams passed through the steam mist and shot at the Kroots who were surprised and ready to fight back.
Puff!
The laser shot through the head of one of the howling Kroots, and the part above the upper palate disappeared instantly. On the marble white wall of the pilgrim ship not far away, orange-yellow blood flowed slowly, like snot or pus, which was very disgusting.
“The first one.” The sailor who proposed the bet snorted and laughed.
Then he turned the muzzle to point at the next one.
The fierce shooting directly knocked down all the Kroots who were blocking the way in front of the sailor’s line, and suppressed those gunmen who tried to shoot.
These ugly water ghosts scattered from the open area and ran towards the inner bulkhead.
“Charge!”
“Long live the Emperor!!!” At the officer’s command, the kneeling sailors stood up, raised their bayonets and stepped forward, shouting in unison.
This shout was like a wave, passing from front to back layer by layer.
“Quick! Shout! Shout!” Old man Qiao used his elbow with protective gear to push his youngest son.
“Uh… God… Long live the Emperor!” This kid who grew up in the lower nest shouted this strange but very familiar slogan to humans.
“Charge!”
After the boarding team members and armed sailors in the front row picked up bayonets, demolition axes, and power gloves and launched an unstoppable charge, the sailors in the back row also waved sailor knives, sea spears and other weapons, following their comrades in the front row like a surging wave, and rushed into the pilgrimage ship one after another.
When they passed through the long connecting corridor and killed their way into the pilgrimage ship, the Kroot people who had stopped retreating under the command of the Kroot Shaman were about to turn around and raise their guns.
“Kill these humans quickly! Otherwise, we will die today!” The shaman shouted. He had realized that the situation was not good, and waved the sacrificial double-headed staff to drive the tribe to fight for survival.
Bang, bang, bang!
A row of random pulse gunshots.
The leading few of the charging naval officers and soldiers fell to the ground, but this did not stop the momentum of the attack. The people behind stepped over the casualties and continued to charge.
They knew very well that if they hesitated in the open space, they would be treated as living targets.
“Ah! Dad! Dead… dead!” Old man Joe’s youngest son saw the dead who fell to the ground after the ion beam penetrated the spine like butter, and screamed in panic, and stepped over the corpse in a hurry.
“Don’t worry! Follow your eldest brother!” Old man Joe pushed his youngest son forward and rushed straight from the open space to the marble column.
Seeing the Kroot trying to gather and fight back.
“Sailors! Raise your guns!”
A row of charging sailors immediately stood still under the command of the officers, facing the pulsed ion beams that kept coming.
“Aim! Fire!”
They raised their guns skillfully under the command and fired a uniform and overwhelming volley of fire at the Kroot lying on the sculpture of the Angel of Death.
“Gah!!”
The Kroot who were shot were emitting black smoke or some liquid, emitting a pungent odor and falling from both sides in front.
“Check the bayonet, charge!” After eliminating the threat from the height, the officers took the lead and led the sailors to rush towards the Kroot who were retreating and making sporadic counterattacks.
Archie rushed to the base of the sculpture. The Kroot Shaman raised his stick and hit him, trying to swing the aggressive attacker down. Archie raised his sword to block, and the power sword was charged.
Back and forth, he used the saber guard to hold the sharp end of the double-headed war stick, turned his hand, picked up the Navy Officer’s Bolt Pistol in his left hand, and pulled the trigger at the Kroot priest’s head.
Bang!
Because the distance was too close, the Magnum-caliber bullet did not explode after it shot into the Shaman’s eye socket, but flew straight out, hitting a Kroot who jumped down from a high place to avoid the laser gun line, and blew the water ghost’s spine into pieces.
“Gah! Die! Die! Human!” The Kroot Shaman, whose eye was blown out, screamed and tried to attack with the fin with stingers on his arm.
Archie kicked the alien’s bent kneecap with his iron boot, and with a click, he made it kneel on one knee.
“It’s you who are going to die! Alien! In the name of the Emperor!”
With a swish, lightning flashed by.
Puff.
The ugly head with a feather crown rolled down from the feet of the tall statue of the Angel of Death, rolling on the broken marble tile floor.
On weekdays, Horatio focused on training officers and crew members with light weapons, and required them to master the use of all melee weapons such as sailor knives, naval spears, spears and demolition axes.
The actual combat effectiveness of the Kroots is not weak, and it is even a bit stronger than the normal imperial mortal troops.
However, their morale is low after the mothership was blown up, and their numbers are at a disadvantage in this area of the ship. In contrast, Horatio’s naval officers and soldiers are in a strong momentum.
The survival instinct of creatures will make them choose to retreat and escape when facing an inferior and fierce enemy.
“Go! Kill all these aliens!” Archie pointed his sword at these hateful aliens and shouted loudly.
Seeing the first lieutenant so brave and beheading the enemy’s small leader in front of him, this heroic scene greatly inspired the morale of the crew.
A large group of crew members screamed and rushed forward with their swords.
They chopped at the neck, and after chopping off the head, they also hung the Kroot head through the eyes with a rope around their waist.
This horrible act even frightened the already barbaric Kroot.
They feed on the flesh and blood of all things, at least to satisfy their appetite.
But they never thought that this group of humans would actually chop off their heads and hang them on their bodies as decorations.
They looked at the heads of their compatriots with ropes through their eyes, and they were so scared that they fled to the deep cabin.
Of course, some people may question: Will chopping off the head really not attract the attention of Khorne?
Well, this is a pilgrimage ship that has the faith of millions of fanatics. There are death angels and majestic statues of the Lord of Mankind everywhere. If it can still be corrupted here, it can only be said that it is too much of a disrespect for the power of the Lord of Mankind. The skull is also a symbol of the Empire! ——Notes from the clerk.
But in fact, many people who firmly serve the Empire in the name of the Emperor have been harmed. As early as the period of the underground war on Calth, there were records that Chaos would even simulate the Emperor’s domain in the illusion, and at the beginning, the affected people would escape to the Emperor’s golden temple in the hellish Chaos illusion to avoid pain. After repeated repetition, it finally revealed its evil nature, completely manipulated the victims, and cooperated with the raids of the Word Bearers wizards. ——Notes from the Military Supervisor of the Court of Documents.