Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 150 03.0149: ‘Horatio slowly typed a question mark’

Horatio walked on the deck, and the crew members in the battle were in a hurry, running around, but they still did not forget to press their thumbs on the middle of their bent index fingers to salute Horatio (those without hats would salute their foreheads, which became a salute).

However, compared with the expressionless faces when they first boarded the ship, these crew members looked at him directly, lowered their heads, and were humble, with respect for him as a person rather than the officer’s uniform in their eyes.

Horatio stood straight with a dignified manner, and nodded slightly to them.

Fighting in the void is also a part of the crew’s life.

Horatio, who led the guards walking on the high deck, looked down through the fence.

The sailors were busy working hard, doing various tasks for the huge cannon with a shocking caliber. They stood in the middle of the large crank and pushed the huge brass gear that looked like a millstone.

This huge gear will drive thousands of gears of various sizes, and ultimately the operation principle of the mechanical parts in the cabin such as the telescopic rod of the loader, the auxiliary energy relay, the fire suppression system, etc. is similar to the clockwork, which can help the machine to self-repair and eliminate minor faults and jams.

This is a very tiring job, but the light music can make people who do hard labor feel more relaxed.

People who can play the violin sit on the top of the capstan and play music for their fellow clan members.

The crew will sing the rhythmic "boatman's song" while pushing and turning the capstan to the beat.

Whether it is the Imperial Navy, the Charter Fleet, the Civilian Fleet, or the Merchant Rovers, there are such customs and habits in the ships. Among them, those popular songs will become boat songs, and even be recorded by ship folk scholars, becoming a popular cultural entertainment on the naval port planet.

Every sailor working under the capstan must sing the song, and the content of the song is the responsibility of the leading sailor, usually the one with some musical cells and the loudest voice.

Sometimes he would add words to the song to mock the officers, and give them ugly and indecent nicknames. For example, the grumpy cow, Dick Dun, and the funny tyrant.

But as long as the song can make the workers work hard to push the capstan, the officers often turn a blind eye and don't care what the leader sings, as long as it is not too excessive.

"Farewell, Abyssal Port Ladies"

"We will be ordered to sail to the Eye of Terror, we will never see such graceful ladies as you again"

"We clamor, we roar, like those true navy sailors, accompanied by the scorching solar wind, until we reach the deepest part of Mandeville Point"

"From Lucius to Sepra-Mundi, from Mordian to Agrippina, there are 3.5 million void chains"

"Guided by the light of the Astronomican, we drift along the Warp current"

"Boys, we are in the void, the road is long, there are 45 dangerous wreckage belts in this ocean current"

"So we adjusted our course, following the navigator's all-seeing eye, maintaining the ghost fire of the Geller force field"

Horatio recognized the tune that the sailors were singing now, which turned out to be a variation of "Spanish Ladies" handed down from the Age of Exploration.

[Has this song been passed down to the 41st millennium? ]He was a little surprised by the long history of this boat song.

"Fill the glasses, drink it all, all of us raise our glasses for Commander Horatio! He leads us to victory, everyone drink up!"

The leading sailor saw Horatio in an officer's uniform looking at them from above, and the sailors were enthusiastic and changed the lyrics to praise Horatio's heroic fighting.

"We drink and have fun, we dispel worries, and drink this cup to congratulate Commander Horatio's health and victory, and celebrate the health of every sincere person!"

Horatio smiled softly. Although the Navy Department requires officers to maintain a dignified and inviolable appearance, it does not mean that officers are not allowed to smile.

In the rough praise of the sailors, Horatio straightened his chest and walked forward with honor and pride.

How could the sailors have imagined that the handsome, elegant, capable, and heroic Imperial Navy officer in front of them was a serious criminal in the Empire who was imprisoned and sentenced to death by the Ministry of Justice more than half a year ago, and his status was far lower than these sailors?

When they learned that the officer they followed and served was the only living descendant of the great Admiral Speyer, it caused a huge sensation among the crew.

Countless people wanted to witness the honor of the legendary descendants with their own eyes.

They even thought that several years later, when they kept hearing about Horatio Cochrane's outstanding achievements that could be called a feat on the naval radio in the ship, they would have another valuable topic of conversation in their leisure time:

'Let me tell you, when that adult was still a reserve officer and you were a group of little brats with urine stains. I followed him from the inside of the ship to the outside of the ship. We were very brave that day and killed the traitor without leaving a single piece of armor. See this battle scar on my body, hum. ’

Horatio led the guards to the infirmary closest to the command platform cabin of the artillery fort. The floor inside was made of a whole piece of silver, which had antibacterial properties.

But as the battle progressed, the cabin was in a mess, with bloody footprints everywhere on the ground, and the heart-wrenching howls of the wounded echoed throughout the large infirmary.

The thousands of medical beds inside were overcrowded, and many wounded could only sleep on the floor temporarily. The injuries were quite serious, but fortunately most of them could be saved through rescue.

To be more precise, the lightly wounded will not be sent to the infirmary. They will find a place for others to bandage them. Those who are seriously injured and almost beyond rescue will be killed directly by armed sailors.

The medical officer inside is very busy. The medical assistants, who play a role similar to that of nurses, are in a hurry to take care of the wounded and select those who are worth their time to save for the medical officers.

The Indefatigable is very lucky. The Holy Rose Battle Sisters have supported several medical sisters. There is one in this cabin. She has short black hair like Sister Arabella, and her face has almost the same fatigue and sleepiness.

The little patient on the operating table gritted his teeth and groaned, and his mouth was breathing rapidly.

It was a shipboy who was only eleven or twelve years old. He did some auxiliary work in the battle, but unfortunately he was hit by shrapnel. The whole arm was almost shattered and the arm was twisted under the skin.

The medical sister was preparing to perform an amputation operation on the child.

The people crowded in the medical cabin saw Horatio, saluted him, and respectfully made way for him.

Before Horatio came, they were talking about the officer's amazing performance in the battle.

Now that he was here, the discussion about him was even louder.

Countless rumors spread throughout the battleship like a spark, and they became more and more outrageous.

"Hey, look! That young man, I just saw him kill all the Ogryns, enemy officers, and even the entire guards."

"More than that, I saw him kill the enemy's Space Marines with one sword!! Do you know? Space Marines!! What a concept! Fallen Demigod!"

"Boy, did you see it? That man is not much older than you. Look at the big chainsaw sword in his hand. It's so fucking domineering, taller than you.

What they said is wrong. They can't imagine how amazing that man is! What Space Marines, he killed the traitor Terminator! I saw it with my own eyes!

Do you know what a Terminator is, kid."

The old sailor grinned, his broken black and yellow teeth exposed, proudly showing off the special knowledge he heard during the voyage.

The child who was receiving an IV drip shook his head with a bandage wrapped around one eye.

"The most awesome among the Space Marines!" The old sailor raised his lips and gave a thumbs up: "Demigod among demigods."

The child's eyes, which were originally dull due to pain, suddenly flashed with light. He opened his mouth in surprise and turned to look at Horatio. His only remaining eye was full of admiration for this bloody officer.

Horatio:?

Horatio slowly typed a big question mark in his mind.

[I killed the Terminator Space Marine? How come I didn't know? ] He smiled, but said nothing.

Bringing inspiration to the crew is another important role of naval officers. No matter how they spread it, as long as it can boost morale, it's not a bad thing.

"Sir, do you need anything?" A medical officer and a medical sister asked Horatio at the same time.

The young medical sister also knew that Horatio was the warrior who defended the holy land of their Sky Maiden Church, and her tone was very respectful and gentle.

But what surprised her secretly was that she thought Horatio Cochrane would be a senior and experienced officer in his thirties, but she didn't expect him to be so young.

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