Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 131 03.0130: ‘Death Fight on a Narrow Road’

“Ah! Ah! My arm!”

The injured sailor was dragged away by his clansmen and leaned against the bulkhead at the back.

But this was the only help he could provide. In the chaos of swords and sabers, the injured could only try to stop the bleeding on their own.

The heavy boarding team sent by Horatio to raid the right side arrived. They fired a row of shotgun volleys, tearing several running Blood Pact soldiers to pieces.

Horatio saw from a bird’s eye view that a Blood Pact soldier was left with only half of his skull in an instant, with dozens of bullets making dense blood holes on his body, which made people feel terrified.

The blood continued to flow along the diversion trough on the deck, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of blood, engine oil, dirt, and filth, which was disgusting.

The Blood Pact axemen and the melee blood soldiers holding short knives rushed up, and the axemen swung their axes to hook the heavy boarding shields of the shield guards.

The lower part of the long-handled demolition axe hooked the upper end of the shield and pulled it back, trying to hook the shield down.

The power axe blade and the shield steel made a sharp and harsh friction sound.

The shield guard tried his best to pull the shield, and another armed soldier came forward to help. The two sides seemed to be in a fierce tug-of-war game. The shield was clumsy and huge, making the sailor's arm sore and heavy.

"The shotgun is loaded!" An armed soldier behind him handed the loaded shotgun to the shield guard. The shield guard extended the muzzle from the shooting hole on the shield and pulled the trigger at the enemy who hooked his shield.

With a bang, a shotgun shell directly smashed the axeman into several pieces.

Without waiting for the boarding team members to catch their breath, several demolition axes chopped directly on the top of the shield. The heavy chop cut a crack in the boarding shield, and the bloody axe blade was embedded in the shield, and blood continued to flow along the shield.

Under the heavy chop of the fourth axe, the boarding shield made a sharp scream of metal tearing.

The shield guard pushed the cracked shield towards the enemy, tried his best to empty the magazine, and after dumping the ammunition, he was smashed in the chest by the axe and fell to the ground with a thud.

Another shield guard's shield was hooked down by the axe during reloading, and the opponent stepped on it, forcing him to retreat.

"Kill! Kill them!" The blood pact assault sergeant roared, inciting his men to charge.

The second-line naval axemen roared and rushed forward, colliding with their "companions", swinging the power axes in their hands at each other's heads.

The fight between colleagues is always particularly bloody and violent, and no one is left intact under the axe.

A naval axeman smashed the enemy's defense with a sharp chop, and swung the axe blade horizontally across the enemy's face.

"Ouch!!"

The Blood Pact axeman screamed, his entire jaw and helmet were chopped off, blood and flesh splashed on the wall and flowed slowly.

A navy axeman next to him chopped the blood pact soldier's shoulder with an axe during the chopping, knocking him half-kneeling on the ground. Then the second axe chopped the enemy in half like chopping a tree, and the scarlet intestines flowed out of the ruptured abdominal cavity. Horatio could see that they were even squirming.

The boarding armed soldiers behind him also took out melee weapons to fight the enemy.

A navy armed soldier was stabbed in the back by a bayonet and stabbed three times in the chest, but with the rapid surge of adrenaline, he felt no pain. After killing two enemy soldiers in succession, he slowly leaned against the wall with an unstable gait and slid down, leaving a bloody drag mark.

The third boarding team arrived in time, with two boarding team gunners in it.

"Get out of the way!" a tall breakthrough gunner shouted, and the multi-barrel laser in his hand began to spit out dazzling laser barrages.

The surging firepower suppressed the enemy in front at once, killing dozens of people.

Suddenly, a beam of laser shot from a distance, staggering the gunner, but failing to penetrate the heavy armor.

After the gunner stabilized his posture, the multi-barrel laser adjusted its direction and swept straight towards the shooter who attacked him, hitting him so hard that he was on fire and rolled into a pool of blood.

The grenadiers threw smoke bombs forward, and the boarding team rushed forward. The Blood Pact boarding team that came over tried to block it with spiked boarding shields.

Seeing this, a naval raider took advantage of the smoke cover, ignored the barrage of laser guns, rushed forward and stabbed directly with the chainsaw glove in his hand.

The chainsaw cut through the boarding shield and cut off the palm of the Blood Pact shield soldier. Then he used the plasma spray gun on the glove to melt the abdominal cavity of another shield soldier and his shield.

He completed his breakthrough mission, but was stabbed by a cluster of bayonets from behind the shield and fell into a pool of blood.

Without the protection of shields, the Blood Pact Army rushed into the enemy group with high morale, violently and forcefully tearing their team apart.

The armed sailors in the front also gained an advantage in the hand-to-hand combat, although the Blood Pact soldiers' Carterel rifles with bayonets would be several dozen centimeters longer than the navy rifles.

But the navy obviously had their reasons for developing a rifle specifically for sailors. These rifles uniformly use sword bayonets with a blade length of 55 cm, which are perfectly suitable for various terrains in the cabin with the length of the gun body. If necessary, it is also easy to remove the sword bayonet and use it as a rapier for fighting.

As the brave sailors closed the distance with bayonets, the infantry laser guns began to have difficulty stabbing, and they were blocked by the people behind them and could not distance themselves.

The sword bayonets on the sailors' navy rifles can not only stab at this distance, but also slash and pick, like great swordsmen rushing into the enemy camp.

A strong Blood Pact sergeant who killed three sailors was staggered by flying shotgun pellets. Before he could regain his balance, the sailors tore open his abdomen with swords and bayonets, and his intestines came out of the slender bloody mouth. It flowed out, screaming and falling to the ground.

The armed sailor stepped forward and stabbed the bayonet through his mouth and through the back of his head.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

After cutting off the reinforcements, the sailors shouted slogans, stepped over the corpses and severed limbs on the ground, stepped on the pool of blood to join the gang members, and continued to attack.

"The 41, 44, 50... teams immediately moved toward the KB-710 cabin."

The troops on the center and right successfully opened a breakthrough and attacked forward as the spearhead. Horatio promptly let the reserves behind him step forward to fill the position and cover their right flank.

By this point in the battle, several twelve-man squads had been severely damaged or even wiped out, but the price paid by the enemy was obviously greater.

Horatio used the hand of command to send jump gangs to control the three main corridors. The other squads were scattered in various cabins and gradually swept forward. With the assistance of his bird's-eye view ability and advanced reconnaissance machines, the soldiers only used the previous 1/3 casualties for advancing this far.

However, the other two roads further away were not as smooth as the third road. Horatio paid attention to the communication in real time. The exchange of fire was fierce, and the casualty ratio remained at about 1:4. Although the cost was high, they still completed the distance Horatio planned to advance.

At the same time, the second batch of more than 800 reinforcements had arrived, and they supplemented the armed forces advancing on the third front.

The ready reinforcements boosted the morale of the fighting sailors and replaced exhausted soldiers.

At the same time, they also brought good news: the third batch of reinforcements was on the way.

The bridge command deck of the Indefatigable.

"Where is the location of the Vengeful Blade battle barge?" Captain Peru asked.

He watched as the helmsman's assistant turned back the half-hour hourglass hanging on the ship's clock to reset the time, and then pulled the bell rope to ring the clear and melodious bell several times in increments corresponding to the current time.

"There are about 46 minutes left to reach the firefighting airspace!"

Captain Peru nodded. The Vengeful Blade can hardly get any faster. She was, after all, a battleship-sized battle barge, not a strike cruiser.

"When was the last naval search party to arrive?"

"They are sailing from south to north and are expected to meet in one and a half terra." the captain of the communications department replied.

"How are the bugs in the ship cleared now? Report the damage."

"They caused some casualties in the engine room, but were unable to damage the engine," the power captain reported.

"The battle in the gun bay is still continuing, but it is not expected to last long." the captain of the operations department reported.

"Report, the enemy ship is trying to rush towards our ship again and try to join the gang."

"These damn gang! Put the power up! I don't want to eat another round of bugs! Let the gun crew try to stop them!"

"As you command, Captain!"

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The ship's hull kept shaking, dust kept falling from Horatio's head, and his shoulders were already covered with dust.

The two giant ships were still engaging in fierce exchanges of fire, and the void shields of both sides had been recharged three times each.

Holding a chainsword in one hand and a naval bolt pistol in the other, Horatio led the guards forward.

In order to maintain communication, he moved closer to the front line, which was probably less than a hundred meters away from the annihilation line.

He could hear the sound of intensive running above his head, but he didn't know whether it was the enemy or his own people. He only knew that they were running towards the rear.

Along the way, there were corpses strewn everywhere and blood was flowing all over the ground.

Horatio, who had seen many big scenes, couldn't help but frowned when he looked at the countless broken limbs caused by the bloody hand-to-hand combat in front of him.

Different from the casualties caused by crossfire, the wounds caused by these chopping and tearing are terrifying, as if you are in a human slaughterhouse in a horror game, without any trace of civilization.

People always think that the officers of the Imperial Navy are a group of decent gentlemen, and the crew and sailors are well fed, which arouses a lot of envy, especially the envy of the Imperial Guard.

Navy officers and soldiers do behave this way to the outside world, but few outsiders know that in the cold and dark deep space, the Imperial Navy's gang-hopping and anti-kicking battles are such an apt interpretation of killing.

Even a dignified and elegant naval officer will turn into a terrifying wolf covered in blood.

The gangsters who were guarding Horatio were executing the intruders who were not dead along the way.

The gang-hopping sergeant pointed the naval bolt pistol at the faces of the dying enemies and pulled the trigger, as simply as squeezing an ant to death.

The axeman swung his demolition ax and hit the chest of a blood pact soldier with a broken leg. The broken ribs were exposed and part of them pierced into the stomach. He let out a scream and blood spattered into Horatio's face.

But he ignored it, expressionless, as he watched several big black rats holding the severed hands of the intruders and running towards the dark rat holes to gnaw.

"Sir, received the communication from the command platform of the second battery on the port side." A void jammer who jumped from the gang handed Horatio the microphone of the sound array receiving/jamming device behind him.

This dual-purpose sound array can not only interfere with enemy communication bands, but also strengthen the communication signals of the Imperial Navy and its friendly forces.

"Horatio, the gunnery officer asked us to load shrapnel," Farida reported to Horatio through the sound array. As Horatio's deputy, she paid attention to the bridge's instructions for him when Horatio was busy commanding the defense. .

"Understood, the artillery fort is now completely under your command. Open fire when you see the enemy ship releasing the boarding group."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing that Farida could independently command the artillery fort to complete normal tasks, Horatio simply temporarily gave her the overall command of the artillery fort and concentrated on dealing with the battle in front of him.

"Sir, there is a situation." A scout reported.

"Speak."

"The C.A.T drone has found an unknown source signal on our side and cannot be identified. It is likely that the enemy has infiltrated from the side or rear deck."

"Prepare for battle and twist the heads of these guys off for me." Horatio's face was gloomy.

"Yes, sir!"

Bang! As soon as the soldiers finished speaking, they heard the heavy collision of axes chopping the bulkheads around them.

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