The Emperor’s Angel of Death

On the way to the middle deck, the commanding nun Viletz heard the roar of the black ship’s cannons, and the cannons on both sides retreated on the turrets because of their huge recoil.

At the same time, the sound of crashes and the rumble of torn armor belts can be heard on the starboard and port sides, which is not a good sign.

Although the black ship's powerful weapons and equipment can protect itself well, the boats of the enemy fleet managed to reach very close distances.

A violent tremor spread throughout the keel of the black ship, and the nun swayed forward. The powerful protection system of the black ship may be able to withstand the attack of the enemy ship, but it cannot prevent torpedo jumping or suicide collision.

"it has started."

She said to the nuns.

"Everyone is in place, go."

The nuns ran into the fighting position in small steps, their armor clicking rhythmically.

Unlike other mortal armed forces in the empire, the fighting nun, like Brother Astarte, wears power armor when fighting.

This kind of power armor designed for human shape and size is also the only legacy left by the era of apostasy. It belongs to the same ancient system as the power armor used by the Astartes, and is called the nun-type power armor.

The nun-type power armor is specially made by the factory on Mars in the casting world for the fighting nuns. Although lighter, it provides excellent protection for the wearer. It not only enhances the wearer’s strength, but also does not reduce speed and agility. Sex.

Because it uses the same power source as the power armor used by Astarte, as long as it is properly maintained and not damaged, it can be used effectively and continuously, almost forever.

On the other hand, although the nun-type power armor provides strong protection for the wearer, the lack of black carapace implants for the combat nuns means that they cannot be completely integrated with the power armor like Astarte. , Nor can it get the perfect power armor increase and other advanced life support functions like Astarte.

Therefore, the main function of the nun-type power armor is to enhance the strength of the wearer, so that it can better use and control some heavy weapons.

Before the rebound gang operation, Willets sent Anatole and her team to look after the witch Jiroubia Knox.

Her order is clear, even if Huron's traitors attacked there, the emperor's fuel must not be left to them.

If that moment does come, then the guard must kill the witch.

This was a difficult task, and Willets handed it to Anatole.

And she herself is responsible for the defense of the rest of the warehouse, fighting to the end to ensure that it will not reach that point.

After a round of shelling, the monastery deck was full of short circuits.

When the nuns ran past, the priest Ranjera hung the censer on a hook and grabbed his heavy chainsaw sword.

"Pastor, stay with me."

Adriana Willets doesn’t want the priest to be killed in the battle early. He has a greater role in life.

At this moment, darkness, smoke, explosions and destruction have spread to the deck.

Although pirates are very annoying, what worries Adriana Vielet is the rebellious interstellar warriors. Those supermen who fall into the embrace of chaos are known for their ruthlessness and are trained to be extremely adaptable to this kind of gang action.

They flooded into the hangar in droves and jumped out of the torpedoes embedded on the side of the black ship. Only the enthusiasm for the dark gods was in the twisted mind, and the twisted body was wrapped in blasphemous armor.

Like a torrent of madness, the unstoppable footsteps of Chaos Space Marines swept the deck and cabin.

The staff of the Star Whispering Hall and the technicians wearing black robes soon suffered heavy casualties. Despite their large numbers and firm determination, they stood firm at their posts, but their power was nothing but pebbles in front of the enemy's chain saws and madness.

This is a **** defense. The devout priests, silent storm soldiers, and combat nuns armed themselves with calmness and determination, and through their training and beliefs, they attacked the enemy fiercely.

The enemy rushed out of the torpedoes in every hangar and hatch to attack them.

After fighting for half an hour, several cabins were closed, and the corridors were filled with smoke.

The light beams of the **** gun heated the air, the missionaries' chainsaw swords slashed at the red-plated monsters, and the maze-like warehouse was filled with the sound of bullet guns.

The fierce resistance brought great death to the heresy, and the nuns were scattered in every corner, doing all they could to resist the attack of the Red Pirates.

Willets could hear the harsh sound of the outer hulls rubbing against each other, and could feel the collision between the enemy ship and the black ship.

The Holy Word’s firepower on the ships has done its best. The approaching pirate ships have launched an offensive overboard of the cruiser, and some ships have become floating wrecks.

However, the chaotic deck of the black ship has proved that the small pirate ship carrying cultists and Chaos interstellar warriors successfully boarded the black ship, sending a large number of heavily armored killers to the huge cruiser.

Willets personally led a team of combat nuns and storm soldiers to a compartment of the black ship where the psionicists received preliminary treatment.

Now, the Chaos Space Marines are trying to get past there and rush into the cargo warehouse.

boom------!

Just when Willets thought they were enough to deal with the current situation, she and her sisters were suddenly thrown off the deck and fell heavily to the ground.

The gunfire of the front crossfire also stopped temporarily, because both sides were knocked away from the target.

"Another raid?"

Sister Desiree got up from the ground and asked aloud.

"The impact was too violent."

Willets also quickly got up from the ground. She looked at the surrounding situation and there were no casualties yet.

"No matter what hits the black ship, it must be bigger than a normal pirate ship!"

Then she opened the communication.

"Inquisitor, what happened?"

"We were ambushed."

The inquisitor Quandt told her that through communications, Willets could hear the captain roaring on the command deck.

"We directly collided with the Tyrant's Claw. This is their third ship."

"Do you know this ship?"

"Yes it is."

Quandt answered coldly.

"It used to belong to the Star Claws, a massacre-class cruiser, and now it is under the command of Huron’s third company commander-Nasir Wattke. Wattke destroyed the Ranger combat group in Vilamou not long ago. People call him'Big Brother' in the Gene Seed Bank in Sri Lanka. You have to be careful."

When the nuns arrived on the hangar deck, the rebels had destroyed their position to maintain atmospheric pressure and were landing groups of barbaric soldiers inside the ship.

The crew, deck crew and engineers in the Star Whispering Hall are trying to block the blast doors.

There was a scream from the other side of the door that the red pirates were massacring the unfortunate imperial troops that remained there.

"Open it!"

Willets pointed to the door and ordered.

"A blast door cannot stop those monsters, they must be eliminated!"

When the blast door opened tremblingly, Sister Desiree and Lieutenant Nugent led their troops through rows of anchored landing bays and pallets.

Outside, Velec can see the wreckage of the Red Pirate’s small raid ship, armed cargo ship, and destruction warship ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They all carry the evil symbol of a tyrant and go hand in hand with the black ship.

Suddenly, a pair of modified landers and light cargo ships rushed to the open hangar.

They landed in a frantic attitude, and roared to the deck, and the transportation vehicles in the Star Whispering Hall were knocked aside.

When they stopped, the hatch opened quickly.

Nugent’s stormtroopers began to use their Hellguns to fire pressurized laser beams to attack the torn, blood-red spacecraft, and Veletz did not intend to give the rebels a foothold.

She ran straight to the smoky landing ship, her boots banged on the deck, and two grenades were unhooked from her belt, and she stopped in front of the open hatch of a modified light cargo ship.

Inside, she could see hordes of cult soldiers-savagely dressed, cult scars with evil claw marks on their faces.

As soon as they saw Willets, the battle nun had already thrown her grenade into the cabin.

"For the emperor! Go to death!"