Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 77 02.0077: ‘Ship Plague’

Captain Lord Sterling stood in front of the hologram and gave a pre-war briefing to the operatives.

"The warship involved in this accident is the Void Vigilant. The impact site is the left fin belly, with a gap of 266 meters.

So far, the lower deck has been completely destroyed, and the zombies are mainly invading the upper deck. The sailors of the Void Vigilant, with the support of the nearby warship boarding team, have curbed the momentum of these monsters spreading upwards, but the life-support cabin has been contaminated.

The two combat nun strike teams lost contact on the way to purify the life-support cabin. These four are their last coordinates.

We will send the best-trained group among the four hell pioneers as the killing team for this strike mission. You will take the boarding torpedo and crash directly into the hull.

The main task is to purify the life-support cabin at all costs, even if it is blown up, otherwise the whole ship will become a living unclean monster.

The secondary task is to search and rescue all the living combat nuns you can see and bring them back."

During the lecture, Horatio saw that Louise's body was slightly shaking, not as straight as before.

"Are you feeling unwell, team leader?" Horatio touched her with his arm, and Louise perked up.

Horatio saw that her face was a little pale, not knowing whether it was due to the holographic light or her physical discomfort.

"I'm fine, listen to the briefing carefully." Louise shook her head and straightened her body slightly.

"Uh... how should we retreat?" David Betty, the second son of the Ravensburg family, asked timidly.

"Depending on where you are at that time, we have different retreat plans, don't worry."

"Will we be infected with the zombie plague?"

David Betty's voice trembled when he said this: "There are not many men in the Ravensburg family."

"What I just injected you with is a vaccine. You will only be injured at most, but you will not be infected. Even so, you must be fully alert. If you take it lightly, it will be the beginning of death.

You should thank Sergeant Louise. For this operation, she voluntarily donated blood, plus The serum that was refined before was diluted to be enough for so many people present.

But please note that because it is an extremely diluted serum, the longest immunity lasts for 6 Terras, and it can be unaffected by bites and poisonous fog. "

"Team leader, I don't recommend you to go on this mission."

Horatio whispered to Louise: "Blood drawing may weaken your combat power."

Captain Sterling continued: "This mission is a killing team mission, and the action reward is 500 points. I hope you will return triumphantly, and the Emperor will protect you."

All the teams stood up and saluted the captain.

"No, this little blood has no effect. I must go this time, not only because I am the team leader, but also because I must defeat the nightmare in my mind, otherwise I will only be trapped in the shadow of the plague forever."

Horatio looked at her flashing firm eyes, and wanted to persuade her again, but suddenly Captain Sterling called his name.

"Corporal Horatio, please come over."

"Sir Captain." Horatio walked quickly and stood still to salute.

"Take good care of Sergeant Louise. She has a precious anti-toxin physique. We only have one."

"Anti-toxin physique... She just told me that she wanted to defeat the nightmare. What does that mean?"

"Her parents are both Cadian biologists. They moved to Abyss Port with the anti-toxin reagents found in the Eye of Terror. As a result, the passenger ship was hit by a plague and turned into a plague ship. Everyone turned into zombies. Her parents injected the vaccine into her body. In the end, she was the only survivor."

Horatio looked at Louise who stood up and prepared to leave, and sighed through his nose. It was hard to imagine what kind of nightmare she had seen.

"Her blood contains anti-toxin serum. In theory, she is the least afraid of infection among all of you, but to be on the safe side, you have an extra task to take care of her safety. Or at least bring back the body."

[I didn't expect Louise to have such a shadow. No wonder she said she wanted to defeat her nightmare. ]

"Mission accomplished, sir, I promise she will come back alive." Horatio saluted, and then he asked the doubts in his heart:

"However, Sergeant Valina also went to battle with us, why..."

"Because all the attention of this senior storm sergeant is only on protecting your safety."

Lieutenant Sterling returned a nod, his words were enough to show that the Gothic Fleet attached great importance to the personal safety of Horatio, the only descendant of Spyr.

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Warm water mixed with holy water was sprinkled on Louise's body, and she was half asleep and half awake.

"Damn, why am I back here again!" Louise ran alone in the dark corridor with a knife in her hand.

"Woo!" A Nurgle zombie with a festering face rushed out from the corner and pounced on her.

"Get out of the way!"

Louise stopped, stabbed the zombie with a knife, and kicked it away.

"My comrades need me! Let me out!"

Louise continued to run to the side of the corridor that could not see the end.

When she reached the top of the corridor, she finally saw a ray of light.

This redeemed her despairing heart, as if a ray of holy light was shining in her heart.

She accelerated and sprinted towards the exit.

But it was just a passenger cabin after another, filled with dull zombies.

They rushed forward and pounced on Louise.

The zombies walking in the front were none other than her parents who she had lived with day and night.

The researcher's white coat was covered in blood, and his purple eyes had long been contaminated by the unclean yellow.

"..." The hand holding the knife tightened.

"I will liberate you, I swear, I will defeat this nightmare, it will never bind me."

The purple eyes opened again, firm and resolute.

Louise, wearing a carapace, strode over with a Hell Gun in one hand and a Shield of Orm helmet in the other arm.

Her armor and guns had been baptized with holy water and incense, and a consecrated sachet was placed in the respirator, and the parchment purity mark on the armor was floating in the wind.

"Hell Vanguard Group 13!" Louise's voice was loud and clear.

She glanced at Valina, who was wearing a red beret, and she was observing herself.

Louise exhaled, then shouted:

"Boarding and attack!"

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Through the glass of the landing craft, everyone saw the site of the accident. The debris and wreckage caused by the collision were all over the sky, threatening the cargo ships passing by.

Dense iron boots thumped on the gray-black steel floor.

Horatio walked quickly on the vast star fortress. It was said that this star fortress had existed before the Gothic War. He could only glimpse the tip of the iceberg of this giant structure from the porthole of the corridor.

Perhaps it was tens of thousands of square meters, or even larger.

But there was no doubt that this was a great epic creation.

In peacetime, it opened its heart to the passing imperial warships, and poured fire rain on the imperial enemy in the buzzing battle alarm.

It witnessed the birth of the Gothic heroes and their fall. Now it is still here, still serving the empire.

Now, Horatio sat in its huge torpedo silo. The huge boarding torpedo only had a small number of seats, and it could hold thousands of people when fully loaded.

He looked at the people around him. They were all Hell's vanguards like him.

Click--

The fixed lock pressed down on Horatio's shoulders, and the indicator light above his head changed from blue to dark red.

"Don't be nervous."

Louise, who was sitting next to him, comforted him: "It's just a group of zombies."

"No, I just feel new." Horatio said as he looked at the spacious passenger compartment of the boarding torpedo.

Henry Harvey, who was sitting in the opposite row, looked at the two, took a deep breath, and then turned his eyes away.

David Betty von Ravensburg clasped his hands beside him, constantly praying to the God-Emperor and mumbling.

He was very green, but he actually survived the harsh test.

Although something always happened every time, he was lucky. Horatio thought that he might really be blessed by his ancestors.

[Okay, just treat it as a mascot. ] Horatio thought.

He heard that the reason for using boarding torpedoes instead of the iconic shark assault boats was that only boarding torpedoes had enough penetration, like a spike, to pierce them directly into the deep of the necrotic cabin.

In this way, they can take fewer detours and go straight to the target location without wasting too much time and life on the road.

After all, even people who have lived on a cruiser for several generations do not know its entire structure. The only map of the Hell Vanguard is the logo design of this class of cruisers.

But the 'Void Vigilant' is an old ship with a history of thousands of years. Even her captain does not know what her deepest structure has been modified into.

"Boarding torpedoes are ready." The stiff mechanical sound spread throughout the crew cabin.

"Injecting promethium fuel."

"Evacuating the fixed torpedo frame."

"Entering the vacuum environment."

"Launch countdown."

Horatio listened to the broadcast quietly.

"3"

"2"

"1"

"Ignition of the propulsion unit!"

Boom! ! ——

Horatio suddenly felt his whole body rush to the right, and hit the fixed frame pressing down on his shoulder. The armor protected his body from injury.

This heavy feeling...

It was like being hit by a large transport truck again.

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The rest is basically killing, chopping, chopping, and booming. I won't drag my feet when it's time to have fun.

Boarding battles, ground battles, and void battles take turns!

Kill, kill, kill, and be loyal to His Majesty the Divine Emperor!