Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 147 03.0146: ‘Holy Blood Meteor Shower’

On the No. 4 macro gun platform on the port side.

[It's time to go back to the command platform and rest. Damn it, this battle is really exhausting both physically and mentally. ]

Horatio pinched the bridge of his nose and asked sleepily to the armed sergeant beside him: "Do you have a kettle? Just water."

"Yes, sir! Are you sure you only drink water?" the armed sergeant reminded tactfully.

"Yes, I just need water."

The armed sergeant handed him a kettle filled with purified water, and at the same time said politely: "Well... sir, it's okay if you want to drink some wine."

The sailor next to him looked at the officer who only drank water and whispered.

It's not that Horatio doesn't drink, it's just that he strictly implements the concept of "drinking makes things worse" and doesn't want to affect the subsequent battle.

He didn't care what the armed sergeant said, he opened the kettle and took a big sip.

puff!

Almost as soon as the water entered his mouth, he spurted it out instantly.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

The sailors laughed, but almost immediately suppressed the sound and turned around to enjoy themselves.

"Sir! Are you okay?" The armed sergeant glared at the laughing sailor next to him, stepped forward and asked with concern.

[Grass! Why does this water smell like chlorine? Is this something people can drink? ? ? ? ? ]

Horatio looked hesitantly at the silver kettle in his hand, thinking that the sergeant had picked up the wrong thing.

It wasn't until he poured the water out that he realized it was actually purified water.

"Okay, do you have any light beer?" Horatio sighed and took out the handkerchief Farida gave him from his arms. He awkwardly maintained his dignity and wiped the water droplets sliding down his handsome jawline before asking.

"Yes, sir. But your status as an officer requires that you drink wine."

"Whatever, as long as it's not strong alcohol."

Horatio understood firsthand why sailors didn't drink purified water directly. It was indeed because of the purification process that made the water so unpleasant to drink.

The attendant who followed Horatio took out a bottle of beautifully packaged wine from the storage bag, poured a full glass of clear purple wine liquid into the silver goblet, and handed it to Horatio respectfully.

He took the sweet and delicious officer's special wine and took a sip. The aftertaste was long and the taste was quite good, which reduced a lot of the strange smell of chlorine in his mouth.

This is a slightly sweet, semi-dry wine that works well as a table wine.

Because the oak barrels were moved directly to the wine warehouse for storage, the wine he drank was taken directly from the oak barrels. Then professional bartenders would aerate the wine and put it into beautifully crafted bottles for the officers. We enjoy.

[Okay, it seems that the Imperial Navy, like the Royal Navy in history, drank wine as water. ]

Horatio didn't drink much directly. He was worried about getting drunk, so he mixed some water to reduce the alcohol intake, even if it would reduce the flavor.

"I hope I can drink enough and won't get drunk and cause trouble." Horatio, who didn't know the amount of alcohol in his body, rubbed his swollen and painful temples and murmured helplessly.

Horatio then arranged for the warrant officer to clean the cabin and collect the remains of the deceased.

The navy's war dead were wrapped in cut tarpaulins and sewn together with thick needles to create a mummified corpse, awaiting the collective funeral ceremony after the war.

The enemy's corpses were thrown directly into the macro-cannon launch bay, and the acceleration field of the next shell was fired at the enemy, exploding bloody flowers of blood on their desecrated ship hulls.

Horatio leaned against the fence, wiping the blood from his face and hair with a clean, damp cloth.

He was sweating profusely, his body was covered with splashes of blood, and his hair was in pieces from the enemy's coagulated blood clots.

He didn't want to return to the command platform in such a slovenly manner and stand in front of Farida.

It happened that the soldiers of the Guard also needed to rest, reload ammunition, replenish explosives, and eat something.

During the rare interval, he looked through the hanging window and watched the firefight in the void.

Even at such a long distance, the Holy Blood Barge's twelve-kilometer-long giant hull is still shocking.

The sound of the three huge-caliber bombardment guns on the ship's spine could make the deck of the Tireless tremble even from a long distance away.

Horatio liked his own magnificent cannon sound filled with the power of all gods, just like appreciating a magnificent symphony.

Each fearsome shell can tear off a large piece of armor from an enemy ship, raining down the punishment of the angel of death on hundreds or even thousands of people.

In the void, the Blood Angels Vengeful Blade battle barge rushed towards the Murder-class cruiser at full speed.

Three squadrons of Thunderhawk gunships in the hangar were loaded with plasma bombs, and their tails spewed brilliant golden flames as they rushed towards the enemy ships.

"The starboard side is ready to board the ship and attack! We are going to kill all the lackeys on this ship." Captain Afel gave the captain the last order before departure.

Then he held the huge holy blood power sword and led the sword guard veterans to the boarding platform on the starboard side. Some servo skulls followed his footsteps and floated forward.

Crafted from the skulls of dead loyal Chapter servitors, they will serve their lord's victory as diligently as they did in life.

Beep! ——Beep! ——

Bright red warning lights echoed in every corner of the entire giant ship along with the rapid sound of war preparations.

"We are his (Sanguinius's) sons."

Under the inspiring words of the Chapter Chaplain, the heavily armed Blood Angels took the weapons handed to them by the little angels.

"Forging a serious mission."

Half of the Blood Angels of the Second Company boarded the Space Marine boarding bays in groups of five. The Mechanical Priests blessed their weapons and equipment, and the Technical Sergeants made the final inspection.

"Hold the blazing fire."

The Blood Angels hated these traitors who dared to make trouble on the Day of Sanguinius. Before the boarding battle began, the monks felt the anger brought by the bloodthirst.

"With infinite anger in our hearts, we are His angels."

All the boarding bays were pushed into the launch silos by huge mechanical structures.

"Our punishment is only death!"

The Blood Angels were obviously rushing to kill all the ships.

The scarlet Void Whale released the maximum power of the plasma engine.

Under the excellent positioning of the Indefatigable, the Murder-class cruiser was forced towards the Vengeance Blade battle barge by the huge power ram.

The captain of the Vengeance Blade was also a veteran who had served the Blood Angels for two or three hundred years. He saw the opportunity and let the torpedo compartment fire six boarding torpedoes as a pioneer.

Then he ordered the helmsman to turn the rudder to the left and aim the starboard side at the Murder-class cruiser.

"Countdown for boarding attack... 30, 29, 27, 26..."

The huge ship began to turn, and its operation was not as slow as Horatio imagined, which surprised him.

"What a good ship." Horatio couldn't help but admire.

"3, 2, 1, fire!!!"

Bang bang bang bang...

"Wow." Farida on the command platform and Horatio on the gun deck couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.

The young man and the girl saw that the starboard side of the scarlet giant ship ejected hundreds of boarding cabins accompanied by decoy drones and hit the Murder-class cruiser in an instant.

Most of them were decoys to cover the real boarding cabins, and they were smashed into the hull of the enemy ship to confuse the audience.

The built-in machine soul in the cabin, which was activated by the technical priest with the Scarlet Killing Protocol, controlled the grenade launcher hanging on the top and poured a barrage of bullets at the traitors who were waiting for the battle.

The two had never seen such a spectacular scene. The bright red boarding pod with the Blood Angels emblem and inscriptions was like a meteor shower that cut through the sky, dragging flames and smashing straight into the warships of the Blood God's servants.

Horatio could imagine how desperate the enemy must be. It took him so much effort to clean up these Blood Pact troops.

So many elite Blood Angels rushed to the second company...

What's worse is that the Murder-class had been riddled with holes in the long-term exchange of fire with the Indefatigable, and the close defense firepower could only maintain 30% of the design.

Six boarding torpedoes were first lined up in a neat row and pierced in at a very fast speed, without any being intercepted.

Then the sparks and dense barrages of stars in the void were reflected in Horatio's blue eyes.

The automatic escort drone blocking the boarding pod flew to the front and took the initiative to block the close defense shells.

Everything happened so fast.

Only dozens of false decoys were intercepted and destroyed, and most of the landing capsules smashed into the evil hull of the murder-class cruiser.

A revenge killing filled with anger and hatred is about to unfold in the enemy's dirty and filthy mothership.

There will be another update in the evening.

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