Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 21 01.0021: ‘Miss Hood, the Hongmen Banquet is here’

Farida walked into the hatch and threw a short-barreled Carterel laser gun to Horatio.

“Well, a flashlight! Really nice (hush) Is this for me?” He joked while playing with the laser gun.

Even though this thing is jokingly called a flashlight, Horatio does not underestimate such a weapon.

Although the laser gun is often ridiculed as ‘the imperial flashlight, with light but no damage’, it is indeed not good enough in the face of a group of monsters.

But the power of this thing is more than enough to fight a cultist, and only one shot can crush the cultist to ashes!

More importantly, the weight and firepower endurance are much higher than that of an automatic gun.

"I borrowed it from the guards. Remember to return it to me after use."

"Aren't they going with us?"

"They have their own duties, and their deployment is only under the orders of my father." The female hunter started the engine, and the guards turned around and saluted the hostess on the shuttle at the command of the sergeant.

Although they didn't know when there was a person from the Ministry of Justice in the co-pilot seat, it did not arouse any suspicion. After all, it was known to everyone in the manor that the lady worked for the Imperial Ministry of Justice.

"I'm so sleepy. I should have had a cup of coffee before going out."

"Coffee? Do you mean that Reka thing? Believe me, you don't want to swallow it."

"Why?"

Farida looked at Horatio's ignorant look and raised her eyebrows and said, "To me, it is simply beyond the human body's physiological tolerance to sourness and bitterness."

"Uh..." Horatio blinked. In his impression, Reka coffee, a synthetic drink, seemed to be completely different from the coffee in the 3K era except that it had the word "coffee" in its name and contained caffeine.

He was tired and pulled his head. After takeoff, he took off his helmet and pinched his high nose bridge.

As a member of the Coast Guard in the 3K era, he often cruised on the rough sea in the dark night, riding the wind and waves, patrolling the sea borders, and combating smuggling and illegal immigration. Staying up late was a familiar "partner" to him.

Soon, he straightened up and sat upright in his seat, imagining that he was on duty on the bridge of a ship sailing in the dark night.

Farida frowned and glanced at him in confusion.

[Why is this guy sitting upright again now? He looks different every moment, what a weirdo. ]

"How long will it take us to get there?"

"If we use the waterway rights granted by the Imperial Commissioner, we can reach the coordinates in one and a half Terra hours."

"What kind of terrain is the coordinates?"

"I need to ask you. Are you familiar with the middle nest part of the cargo area of ​​the PW-P-15 giant starport?"

In Maogang, the division of the middle and lower nests is based on the maximum coverage of public transportation, because all public service facilities are planned and established based on public transportation lines.

Those places with public transportation lines are classified as middle nests, with hive law enforcement departments responsible for public security, and are also covered by more or less public services such as hospitals, churches, police stations, and fire departments.

Horatio searched in his mind for a while and said, "A storage yard was blown up by me and my men last year. A gang hid hallucinogenic psychotropic drugs in it, and I used a promethium flamethrower to kill them all, including the people and the goods. It should still be abandoned now."

"Did you do that?" Farida turned her head and looked at Horatio in shock.

Last year, the Ministry of Justice did receive a report from an informant that a gang was smuggling and hiding a large amount of hallucinogenic psychotropic drugs, but before the Ministry of Justice had completed the approval process for the operation, there was a report that the place of the incident had caught fire.

When I and the Ministry of Justice bailiffs arrived, everything had been burned clean. Except for the leader who was tied up like a dumpling and thrown on the spot, the other minions were all burned to charcoal by the fire.

[Who is the person from the Ministry of Justice? ]

I saw Horatio also had an expression of "Ah? That was done by me?" After looking at her, he quickly changed his face, cleared his throat, and pretended to be the leader of the middle and lower nest gang:

"Selling this stuff on my territory, don't you kill them and keep them for the Holy Day of Reyes?"

"Okay, listen, Horatio, since you are so brave and strategic, and you are familiar with that place, now think of a countermeasure."

Horatio looked at the raised metal prosthesis.

Knowing yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

He slowly closed his eyes and stood alone in the vast dark vision.

"Reveal the enemy's conspiracy for me."

Horatio raised his hand, raised his slender silver finger, and pointed at the omen fragment in front of him.

'+Activation: Omen Fragment+'

'+Energy: 4/6+'

'+Psychic: 1/6+'

'+Corruption: 5/6+'

'+Soul Fire: 0/40+'

Under Horatio's command, countless floating fragments quickly arranged and reorganized.

He slowly opened his eyes and held his breath.

Two arrest cars had already stopped at the storage yard waiting for them. Two rows of auxiliary police officers from the Ministry of Justice were waiting in full battle array. A middle-aged man wearing the Ministry of Justice's standard silver armor, he was an arbitration prosecutor, sitting in the co-pilot seat with the door open, smoking a cigarette and sending messages, not like he was carrying out the task of rescuing hostages at all.

As a planetary official at the 19th level in the Imperial Official Charter, the Arbitrator is responsible for supervising the security of a designated administrative area.

As planetary officials, they have the right to select the auxiliary police officers of the Ministry of Justice. Although these young people are also included in the establishment of the Ministry of Justice and supported by financial allocations from the planet, they are generally only deployed in the administrative districts, not the fortresses of the Ministry of Justice.

Judging from the current situation, it is difficult to say whether these hand-picked auxiliary police officers are loyal to the empire.

There are also sniper teams around, staring at the field from high places.

The dark leather jacket with a brutal punk style does not look like the "Sudden Death" of the Ministry of Justice (the elite sniper team of the Ministry of Justice, which is rare in number and is composed of the best arbitrators of the Ministry of Justice), but more like a paid bounty hunter killer.

Horatio could guess the purpose of deploying them - if they failed to control them successfully, he and Farida would be killed and silenced.

The Hongmen Banquet is already a certainty. The question now is how to bite this unavoidable bait.

The image of the last scene made Horatio feel strange. It was very blurry and did not show the content that should be shown, as if it had been deliberately hidden.

[What does it mean...] Horatio is confused about the situation.

He closed his eyes again, opened them, and returned to the real world.

"We have to be careful. There aren't many people in that place. How could a hostage-taking incident happen? It's better to say it's a good place to kill people and dump their bodies. How long will it take for your mentor to arrive?"

If it weren't for the fact that his prosthetic limb had extraordinary abilities, Horatio would have wished to tell Farida exactly what he saw.

"At least an hour, if I'm optimistic."

Horatio knocked on the bulletproof armor on his body and asked with a wry smile: "Can this thing stop a laser gun and a riot shotgun?"

"Of course, the armor produced under the supervision of the Ministry of Justice has much higher performance than the general bulletproof armor used by the Astra Militarum."

"What about the medium-caliber sniper rifle?"

"It's terrible. Even if I block it, two of your ribs will be broken. Why do you ask this so suddenly?"

"If I were a prosecutor who colluded with cultists, I would place snipers at a nearby high place. If the arrest failed, I would kill the target and silence the secret forever."

"Look what this is." Farida looked indifferent, tilted her head, and put her slender arms wrapped in a tight-fitting suit on her big gun.

"I know you are good at shooting, but we can't be the first to pull the trigger. Otherwise, you won't be able to get rid of the charges of harboring a death row prisoner and attacking the prosecutor, and I will be dead."

Horatio patted his breastplate, forced a smile and said: "Since it is inevitable to have a confrontation with the opponent face to face, I want to know if this armor can help me survive the first shot."

[If you hold on firmly, there will be a solution. ]

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