Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 132 03.0131: ‘Attacking Crew’

With the heavy impact, the metal of the bulkhead gradually became twisted and deformed.

Crunch!

After a sharp sound, the axe blade broke out from the metal plate, bursting out a large pile of curled silver-white debris.

A hateful shout came from the gap, and the Blood Pact soldiers broke through several cracks and rushed forward.

“Skulls for heads…!!!”

Before the evil words were finished, Horatio pulled the trigger of the Navy revolver without hesitation and shut his mouth forever.

The hammer hit the primer of the explosive propellant, and a head exploded instantly, and blood splashed on the face of the invader behind him.

The weapons set up by the guards around him also began to shoot at these minions of the Blood God, and the sailors on guard nearby also moved closer to the location where the battle broke out under the guidance of the commanding hand.

"Where did these guys come from? Do any of you know what compartment is behind this bulkhead?" Horatio frowned and asked the people around him.

The boarding team members looked at each other and shook their heads.

Horatio sighed. He didn't blame these soldiers.

The Imperial cruiser was really too big. If these armed boarding team soldiers were not born nearby, it would be normal for them not to know. Even if a technical priest who has served for hundreds of years was called over, he would probably only be able to lead the way roughly.

"It seems to be... a maintenance passage inside, and we can take a shortcut to the bomb bay." A sailor with a short knife and messy clothes said.

"Are you sure, sailor?" Horatio asked while firing.

"I'm sure, when we beat the drums to prepare for war, my brothers and I secretly passed by here." The sailor was a little scared, because the maintenance passage was not allowed to pass through without the permission of the technical priest or the ship's worker, just like cars were not allowed to occupy the emergency passage on the highway.

"Armed Sergeant."

"Yes! Sir." The sergeant stepped forward.

The sailor trembled, afraid of the punishment from the officer.

"After this battle, if he can still survive, let the sailor sergeant give him an extra pint of grog. (1 pint is about a beer glass)"

"Yes, sir."

"Thank you, sir! Long live the sir!!!" The sailor smiled and cheered with full energy.

These crew members living in the void are very pure. Their lives are considered to be well-fed and well-clothed. They don't go to the ground very often. The best reward is to give them an extra glass of wine that day. They will be happier than getting anything else.

And grog is a classic sailor drink handed down from the ancient Terra 2K era. It is simple to make, that is, 1 part rum or brandy mixed with 3 parts water.

This ratio not only allows the crew to drink the wine for a longer time, but also prevents them from drinking too much and making trouble, or being unable to deal with emergencies.

Wine mixed with water is much better than simply drinking recycled water purified from urine and wastewater.

Even if the technical priests tell the crew that recycled water is clean and pollution-free after filtration, the crew just doesn't believe it.

They only believe that alcohol can clean the dirt in the water and it will be healthier to drink it. But Horatio thinks this is more like an excuse to drink.

After firing the pistol, Horatio led the soldiers around him to attack the enemy.

A grenade was thrown out from the hands of the void grenadiers and exploded behind the enemy group, blowing their backs bloody and knocking down the people in front.

Horatio even saw an enemy's back being blown to pieces, and the person fell to the ground, but the bloody heart exposed from the rotten back was still beating.

"Kill these bastards!" He wielded the Holy Blood Chainsword and rushed into the crowd, and the soldiers and sailors around him followed his footsteps and rushed forward.

All kinds of melee weapons were swung at the enemy's head.

"Kill their officers!" A Blood Pact axeman yelled and swung his demolition axe at Horatio's chest.

"Sir, please get behind us! Everyone, maintain a human wall!" The armed sergeant wanted to protect his officer and shouted to the boarding team members around him.

Who knew that Horatio would kick the attacking Blood Pact axeman, and the chainsaw sword in his iron hand whistled through the wind and chopped on the heavy and sharp demolition axe, and the huge force knocked the axe directly out of his hand.

The tall and strong Blood Pact axeman, who was even a head taller than Horatio, was shocked.

He never thought that the young officer in front of him, who was supposed to be a lamb to be slaughtered, would be so strong.

He just wanted to pull out the combat axe from his waist, but in the blink of an eye, Horatio used the Navy Zhongzi dagger that activated the decomposition field to chop off his head and rolled to the ground.

The boarding team armed sergeants and breakthroughs guarding on the side were also stunned.

Naval officers are usually wise generals, not good at fighting, and need the protection of professional warriors like them.

But the young naval officer in front of him, not only held the huge red chainsaw sword that he got from nowhere, but was also capable of commanding the artillery and soldiers, and was so brave, even too brave, making their heavy guards seem redundant.

Horatio wielded two weapons to slash and kill. The Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword was powerful, and the Navy Zhongzi Dagger with a decomposition force field was swift and light.

Even though he had strong single combat power, he also paid attention to cooperation with the soldiers.

Horatio was at ease in close combat, and cleverly maintained an appropriate distance with the soldiers, forming a solid breakwater to block the incoming enemy tide.

An armed soldier was injured in the hand, and the dagger fell to the ground. The enemy picked up a one-handed battle axe and chopped at the soldier.

Horatio was quick-witted and slashed the arm holding the hand axe with a sword. The next second, the blood-covenanted axeman was pierced through the throat by Horatio's navy loyal dagger.

"Thank you, sir." The injured soldier thanked him repeatedly and retreated to the back. Another armed sailor filled his position.

"God Emperor, how come it has become the sir who protects us guards?" The armed soldier accepted the bandage from his comrades to stop the bleeding, while watching the backs of the young officers fighting in the crowd, and muttered to his comrades in amazement.

"Forward! Kill them all! We will advance to the bomb rack from the maintenance corridor inside!" Horatio shouted, using his commanding hand to mobilize the subsequent troops to open up a new offensive shortcut with himself.

He led the way and rushed into the gap opened by the enemy. An enemy who rushed in collided with him and raised his weapon to stab him.

Horatio punched him in the face with the guard of the hilt, breaking his teeth and bleeding all over his face.

The enemy soldier retreated with his face covered, and Horatio kicked him mercilessly.

"Puff! Ah!!" The enemy soldier was kicked backward and fell from the fence, leaving only a heart-wrenching scream in the bottomless well.

"Take it." He handed the Holy Blood Chain Saw Sword, which seemed a little too long in the maintenance passage, to the followers behind him. They reluctantly hugged the blood-stained Holy Blood Chain Saw Sword together.

Then Horatio changed to the Navy Zhongzi dagger and the explosive pistol that activated the decomposition force field and led the soldiers to continue fighting.

The armed sailors rushed in from another gap opened by the enemy. The maintenance passage was narrower than the corridor inside the cabin. The sailors took the dagger bayonet from the gun before entering and swung it with one hand.

The standard rifle bayonets of the Blood Pact soldiers of the Astra Militarum were useless at this distance. But when they took off the dagger bayonets, they were much shorter than the sword bayonets of the navy. In the situation where they were not in a good position inside and outside, they had to use small daggers to fight against the sailors with sword bayonets.

The sailors in the nearby cabins waved axes and daggers and followed Horatio to launch a charge. They showed their determination to defend their homeland, and everyone rushed forward. The enemies along the way were either hacked to death by them or pushed into the abyss.

Even if the Blood Pact soldiers killed the people rushing towards them, the sailors and sailors behind them would step on the bodies of the dead and continue to rush towards them waving cold weapons.

The Blood Pact soldiers who infiltrated from the bomb bay began to retreat in panic. Anyone who ran slowly would be chopped through the head with an axe, almost collapsing.

"Go back! I will kill anyone who dares to be afraid of fighting! Dedicate your courage and skull to the only true God!!" A rebellious star army sergeant blocked the retreat of the fleeing Blood Pact soldiers and shot two of them in the head.

The Blood Pact soldiers began to regroup under the bayonets of the supervisors. They knelt in one row and stood in two rows, raising their guns to the sailors who rushed over.

"Fire!!"

Under a row of volleys, the sailors and sailors in the front fell to the ground instantly, and the momentum of the navy's charge seemed to be weakened.

The Blood Pact soldiers hurried to replace the energy blocks of the laser guns in their hands with blasphemous symbols.

Suddenly, a loud shout made these traitors raise their heads. They saw a young officer covered in blood squeezed out of the hesitant crowd in the enemy group.

"For the Imperial Navy! For the Indefatigable! Kill!" Horatio, wearing a bicorne hat and a naval officer's uniform, rushed to the front, firing a bolt revolver in one hand and waving a gilded hilt of the Navy's dagger in the other, like a fluttering flag.

Seeing that the officers were so brave and led the charge without fear of danger, the shouts and fighting spirit of the crew and sailors became more passionate.

"Revenge for our brothers and sisters!" The crew shouted, veins popped on their arms holding weapons, and they ran forward regardless of the bayonets and lasers.

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