Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 139 03.0138: ‘On the Reasons Why the 41st Millennium is Still Counting with Pens’

In the void, the exchange of fire continued.

The hull of the Murder-class cruiser was covered with scars. Its attempts to approach the ship were missed again and again due to the joint efforts of the experienced captain and officers of the Indefatigable.

The first wave of boarding troops in the ship was almost completely annihilated, and the second group of the Blood Army had not yet been sent up.

On the contrary, because she was too close, the Imperial Navy's bullets were accurate, and the blind charge only brought her a devastated land.

The experienced Captain Peru was almost certain that the commander of this rebellious ship was not an excellent naval officer, perhaps a rebellious Astartes, and both tactics and artillery were too reckless and disorganized.

On the other hand, the Imperial Navy had its side.

The 49 commissioned officers, 20 reserve officers and countless senior warrant officers on the Indefatigable formed an orderly and well-coordinated command-implementation-operation chain, leading 150,000 sailors and countless contract workers to strangle the enemies of the empire who desecrated the holy day.

"The enemy ship is approaching again. They seem to have used that blasphemous fuel again. The color of the tail flame is wrong. It is red with black, like a wake torn in the void." The captain reported to the captain.

"Let the gun crew prepare and give them the gift we have prepared." Captain Peru snorted.

"Prepare the port gun crew, shrapnel, set the time fuse." The command came from the command platform of the artillery fort.

After hearing the command, Farida immediately entered the parameters and calculated a set of parameters using the Thinker Array.

[No... Why so many 9s? ] Farida looked at the numbers on the display screen strangely.

Then, the display screen flickered strangely, and some useless codes she had never seen before popped up, and the results of multiple calculations were too biased, and the values ​​were no longer credible.

She remembered what her father had taught her.

‘If you think the formula calculated by the Thinker Array is strange, especially the number 9, don’t hesitate, don’t look at it, and do the calculation immediately. ’

Farida took action immediately. She had to calculate quickly and check the correct numbers again, otherwise it would be too easy to make mistakes for the time fuse, whose power almost completely depends on the setting.

And the cost of this mistake is that thousands of enemies will board and cause damage to the battleship.

Horatio is still below. If the enemy boards and hits him, he will be in great danger! She can’t let this happen.

Farida bit her lip lightly, and quickly flipped through the manual anxiously, looking for the setting formula for the time fuse.

[How to calculate, how to calculate...]

Her eyes quickly scanned the thick void formula book that Horatio placed beside her before he left.

Farida only then realized that there were so many and complicated formulas in this book.

[God Emperor, did he remember all these tens of thousands of formulas? ? ! !] Farida's eyes revealed disbelief.

Looking at the dense numbers and letters representing variables, she panicked and began to search through the pages.

Just flipping casually, she turned to the two pages that were folded up at the upper corner of the right page of the book.

There was a small piece of paper inserted inside, with the words "extremely close fitting formula for delayed fuse" written on it, and an arrow pointed to the corresponding part of the page.

[This is...Horatio's handwriting? He had expected that the time fuse would be used...]

Farida's heart was relieved. She immediately picked up the feather pen with her white and slender fingers, and quickly wrote and calculated on the draft paper according to the formula on the page.

"Set the fuse to 5.3 seconds!"

"5.3 seconds, set!"

"Low initial velocity, fire!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the enemy ship ejected a dense number of boarding capsules to hit the side of the Indefatigable.

The Indefatigable's response was to fire four huge time fuse shrapnel shells at the countless landing capsules flying over.

Farida looked at the void eagerly.

The shells exuded a metallic luster, and the built-in mechanical timer, blessed by the oil, blood and aromatherapy of the God of All Machines, detonated accurately after 5.3 seconds.

Boom! ! ——

Four gorgeous golden sparks appeared in the sky, like beautiful clouds of fire, and like soft golden marshmallows.

Countless fragments of the explosion flew across the sky, scattering densely in the 90-degree direction forward, like a detonated broadsword mine, spewing bright phosphorescent fire in the void.

The display console received an enlarged screenshot sent by the peripheral camera, and countless landing capsules were hit by the fragments and caught fire. Most of the missed ones were intercepted by the close defense firepower, and only a very small part hit the Indefatigable.

Inside the No. 4 macro gun launch deck on the port side.

The two parties fighting on the bomb bay deck suddenly felt a tremor.

"Horatio, a small number of missed landing capsules have hit us, get ready." Farida's anxious voice came from Horatio's communication device.

"Leave it to me. Keep firing!" Horatio hung up the communication.

"The running dogs of the Corpse King, our reinforcements are here, either join us to resist the false emperor, or wait for your heads to be offered to the Blood God! You have no choice." Their traitorous officers shouted vicious and evil words of shaking with the corrupted sound array.

This made the Imperial Navy soldiers, who were on the rise, a little hesitant.

"Attack with me! How many tremors are there?! I just learned from the communication that it was just two shells. Keep killing, let's chop them all up! The enemy is lingering, and victory belongs to us!!" At the critical moment, there was no room for any hesitation. Horatio was quick-witted and set an example to encourage the crew.

He led the guards, picked up the Holy Blood Chain Saw Sword and rushed forward. A group of armed sailors accompanied him, holding bayonets while firing and assaulting.

The sailors looked at each other and felt that what the chief said made sense.

If it was a landing capsule that smashed in, how could there be such a small movement? Maybe it was just a shell hitting the hull.

"Brothers and sisters, don't listen to the vicious threats of these traitors. They are at the end of their rope! Kill them!" The sailor sergeant shouted.

"Kill!"

The sailors followed the clan leader and Horatio, who was obviously a superior officer but was particularly brave in fighting, and rushed forward.

The intensity of the battle escalated again. Almost everyone used all the weapons they carried. Bullets flew everywhere. People who had dropped their weapons even began to tear the enemy's flesh with their teeth, forcing the struggling sailors to let go with pain.

Horatio waved the Holy Blood Chainsword in one hand and fired the Bolt Pistol in the other. He was covered in blood. His brand-new military uniform was soaked with sweat and blood. Water could be squeezed out by twisting it casually.

The snipers he deployed on the high ground would shoot at all enemies who tried to shoot at him. There were also tall and strong boarding team members in front to protect him with their bodies.

A tall Blood Army Ogryn axeman killed several people. This guy's armor was a ceramic steel armor customized by the Astra Militarum, which was better than the one Horatio encountered in the Lower Nest Monastery.

He held a huge heavy boarding shield in one hand and wielded a demolition axe that ordinary people could only swing with both hands as a hand axe in the other hand.

This guy rushed towards Horatio, and no matter how the sniper shot at him, it was useless.

Horatio raised his bolter pistol and pulled the trigger.

A bolter dented the heavy ceramic steel, but did not penetrate it, leaving only the scrape of fragments and a charred spot caused by the explosion, as well as spider-like cracks.

"Stop him!" the boarding team sergeant shouted, pointing his short sword at the renegade Ogryn warrior.

The shield guard immediately picked up the shield to block the front and fired at him with shotgun shells.

But Horatio's navy bolter couldn't penetrate it, let alone their shotgun shells.

Ogryn swung his axe at the shield, with such force that the shield guard in heavy armor flew out with the shield, the center of the shield was dented, the axe blade penetrated the shield surface, and the huge impact broke the shield guard's thick arms.

Several navy axemen chopped at their "comrades", and Horatio took the opportunity to rush up.

If you can fight in a group, never fight alone.

The big guy with scarlet eyes roared, raised his shield and smashed the axe that was coming, instantly knocking back several axemen. He swung the demolition axe with his other hand, and with just a savage upward swing, he actually chopped off and smashed the naval axemen rushing from the side along with his battle axe.

"Fuck..."

Horatio looked at the half-body that hit the ceiling like a rocket and became a pulp with some surprise, and realized that this guy blessed by the blood god might have the strength to compete with his full-powered power iron hand.

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