Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

"Our battle plan is to use Helios torpedoes to destroy the entire bridge of the enemy ship, completely paralyzing their ability to call for help from the surrounding patrol fleets in an instant.

Next, we will launch an attack on this 'headless' merchant-class cargo ship. According to past intelligence, there are not many enemy armed personnel on the cargo ship, and the space in the cabin corridor does not allow for heavy equipment.

Ideally, it won't take us long to resolve the battle.

After occupying the entire ship, we searched for all the supplies we could use, and then the engineering team led by Father Ratty was responsible for delaying the overloading of the enemy ship's engines. Finally, we withdrew the Epic and allowed the ship to self-destruct. "

"clear!"

The Merchant-class cargo ship code-named '7002' has not yet realized the danger it will face, let alone that it is heading towards death bit by bit.

On the Epic, the officers were in their respective positions. Horatio put on his 'Commander' (Imperator) Hell's Spearhead officer power armor, and the semicircular iron light behind him shone brightly.

He stood on the observation platform and paid close attention to the target's course.

"The target is 200 kilometers away from our ship!" the warrant officer operating the auspicious device reported.

"Torpedo No. 4 is warmed up!"

"Open torpedo silo No. 4," Horatio ordered.

"The No. 4 launch silo has been opened." Fidio pressed the operating button on the display console to report. The sailors in the torpedo room opened the front sliding cover of the No. 4 launch silo, and the torpedo was in a ready state.

"The final torpedo route has been confirmed! The accuracy is 99%!"

"Ready to launch!"

"Torpedo warm-up completed!"

"Fire!"

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With a surging ignition sound, the acceleration stage of a short-burning torpedo was successfully ignited.

It instantly escaped from the 100-meter-long torpedo silo and sped along the route calculated by the officers.

A distance of less than 200 kilometers would only take a few seconds for a short-burning torpedo to cover.

"three,

Horatio muttered.

A brilliant blue flower shines in the bright red eyepiece of the tactical helmet.

"The enemy's command bridge is completely destroyed!"

"No signal from the enemy ship was detected. It is presumed that its communications are paralyzed!"

Upon hearing this, Horatio immediately turned around and left, and Louise, who was also wearing officer-type Hell's Spearhead power armor, followed him and strode out.

The sailors who saw the iron halo behind him knelt down one after another along the way. The sailors also stacked their rifle butts on the ground, clasped their hands on their chests to make a sky eagle, knelt down on one knee, and devoutly expressed their "imperial respect" to the Saint Captain.

"Captain, the jump gang is ready." Several fully armed jump gang sergeants came forward and saluted the captain, among them were the veterans who had served as his escorts when he was an officer-in-waiting.

After the Indefatigable was repaired, most of the most elite sailors and gang members on the ship were inherited by Horatio's Epic.

These sailors and gang-hopping teams are all battle-hardened heroes and are absolutely reliable. Many of them have even experienced more than ten gang-hopping operations, large and small.

Normally, the small ships of the Imperial Navy do not carry out gang-hopping strikes, so they are not allocated Shark Assault Craft.

But non-class airlines are an exception.

Because unclassified ships tend to carry out relatively rich and varied "low-intensity military operations," non-classified ships are not subject to the standard Imperial Navy's armament rationing regulations.

This is especially true for the E-type attack ship.

Even though this is an attack ship mainly based on torpedoes, who can guarantee that shark assault boats and law enforcement boats will not be needed for operations behind enemy lines?

Although the number is small, it is enough to send at least 300 elite gang members onto enemy ships.

As the armored sliding door of the dock slowly opened, the shark assault boat parked inside was already in place.

This time, Horatio carefully selected 250 gang members, while Father Ratty brought his own skitarii.

Horatio looked at Ratty's Skitarii troops. Among them were the Vanguard, the Rangers, and a Castellan robot that he got from nowhere.

In order to prevent radium radiation from killing friendly troops, Horatio rejected all Lartie's applications for the use of radiation weapons and phosphorus weapons.

Therefore, Lati's skitarii were small in number and lacked heavy equipment.

However, the Arkham-type galvanic carbine used by the Rangers, which is similar to the Lee-Enfield MIK2, and the plasma fast gun used by the Vanguard are sufficient to deal with most possible threats.

Although the Castellan Marines have ferocious phosphorus weapons and holy weapons, Horatio did not approve either of them, so the arms were replaced with demolition pincers, and the phosphorus guns on the shoulders were also replaced with lightning bolts. The generator is used as an auxiliary demolition robot.

"That's about it, I suppose?" said Horatio to Lettie.

"Of course, Captain." Lati held the Ax of All Machines, and the prosthetic limb on his back was equipped with a variety of live ammunition or electric weapons, with a smile on his face.

Although the smile was the same, the usual charming aura was gone, replaced by a frightening and chilling aura.

The toothy prosthetic limbs were all equipped with various weapons of the Adeptus Mechanicus, some of which he couldn't even name because he had read military books in his previous life.

Louise, Thei, Valina and Horatio boarded the same shark assault boat. This boat was full of hell warriors and elite gang members who had been specially trained by the anti-Tau forces.

Horatio spent some time and checked their attribute panels with his iron hand in advance. All of them were elites in a hundred battles.

Through this method, he did not need to spend time to test the level of his subordinates through various means, and he could pick out those truly powerful soldiers from the huge number of armed forces of the Indefatigable and transfer them to his Epic.

The big brother Korchagin boarded another assault boat.

The combat plan was to directly break into the enemy cargo ship and eliminate all enemy personnel as quickly as possible.

Following the instructions of the dispatcher holding a fluorescent stick, the shark assault boats filed out.

"Remember, leave no one alive." Horatio reiterated the code of conduct in the internal combat channel.

The assault boats spewed tail flames, like ferocious piranhas, rushing towards the already paralyzed huge prey.

Boom!

With a loud noise coming through the armor layer, the hot melt demolition parts in front of the shark assault boat crashed into the structure of the cargo ship.

At the gap where the metal steam gradually dissipated, the heavy hatch gangplank opened, and the fully armed imperial marines filed out and advanced towards the depths of the beheaded cargo ship.

"It's the Imperials!"

A naturalized human in orange armor shouted, and the next second, he was broken into 13 pieces by an oversized shotgun shell, stuck on the high-tech wall.

It must be said that this Tau ship really has the sense of technology in science fiction movies.

It's a pity that they were born in the wrong place and offended the wrong people.

When the boarding team and the Skitarii rushed in, the Tau crew inside were still trying to carry out damage control and repairs on the bridge that was blown to pieces.

Many people even turned their backs to the Imperial Navy officers and soldiers.

As soon as the boarding fighters entered the cabin, they saw the eye-catching red arrows on each enemy target.

From drones to crew members, anyone who was detected by Horatio from a bird's-eye view was marked out and marked with death.

The next second, what awaited them was the hail of bullets from the boarding troops.

(Mechanicus Vanguard)

(Skiptrace Ranger, armed with Brown Bess Flintlock and Lee-Enfield MK2 drunken product - first-class electric rifle)

(Castellan Mechanic, nicknamed 'Dabai' in Chinese Hammer Circle)