Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The sirens echoed loudly inside the Balthosa, and the scarlet warning lights danced crazily, setting off a desperate siren.

A huge explosion exploded outside the window. It was the light that instantly lit up the void shield. It was reflected on the bosun's face. He looked at the fire outside the window and cursed, turned around and grabbed a man who fell while running, and pulled him back. He pushed behind the aisle gate.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Holy bones of the Emperor, forget about that luggage! Run if you don't want to die!" The boatswain shouted to the civilians in the aisle. They were dragging their families with them, and the women were holding their children. The husband was carrying boxes of luggage, which were their last possessions and were brought from the planet. It was not easy to convince them to give up.

But the boatswain didn't need to convince them, because the huge explosion had already convinced him. The heavy artillery shells penetrated the weak void shield, and a shell hit the corridor of the ship, blasting a whole hole there.

The vacuum in the universe was exposed in an instant, and the attraction began to roar in the corridor, sucking in all the people nearby. They screamed and were expelled into the cold universe, and suffocated to death in the blink of an eye. Frost condensed on Their bodies flew backwards with the inertia of the ship's propeller.

They flew towards the two giant ships chasing behind them. They were extremely huge and built in a very strange way. They were made of rough industrial products and looked more like flying concrete garbage. It was surprising. How did it fly through the atmosphere?

But it just started flying, and not only did it fly, but it also chased them all the way from the surface of the planet to here. Under the influence of those weird waggggggggge energies, the huge piece of space junk was coming at full speed.

The front three-barreled cannon on its bow fired again. Its muzzle spit out blazing flames, spinning shells and hitting the fleeing ship. The fragile void shield could no longer resist its bombardment, so another explosion occurred in the corridor. A big hole came out.

The boatswain clung to the wall beside him, and all the people carrying luggage in front of him were sucked into the vacuum, and their screams disappeared before they could even be heard.

But some people threw away the extra luggage in time and rushed towards the aisle door with all their strength. He ran quickly, but was suddenly caught by the vacuum, and the whole person flew up and flew backwards.

He screamed, but the moment he was sucked into the universe, the boatswain grabbed his arm, and countless luggage flew back from around him. The boatswain shouted and dragged him behind the door, and then suddenly The emergency blocking button on the wall was photographed, and the gate instantly fell down, cutting off the corridor and the gap.

The man who survived the disaster lay on the ground, gasping for air, "Emperor, I almost thought I was going to die. Thank you sir, praise the emperor, and may he bless you."

The bosun propped up his legs and leaned out of the corridor when he was panting. He cursed and stepped forward to grab the person on the ground. "Let him protect this ship, or we will all die. Run now!"

He pushed the man hard, and the latter ran away after seeing something outside the window and ran as fast as he could in his life, because another artillery shell was fired from outside.

The corridor behind them exploded open in an instant, but the two of them had already rushed through the airlock door that was about to close. The door fell behind them, completing the closing with the roar of a mechanical noose.

"The A1 and A2 corridors were all blown apart. One of them hit the side of the power room. The reactor was hit and the cooling pipe was broken!"

Not only was it below, but there was also chaos in the bridge. The Chief Bird, whose head was connected to the data tube, roared. Alarms were beating crazily on the screen in front of him. It was meaningless to distinguish the more important ones now. He could only seize them. Those who can still see clearly should be reported to the captain.

"Tell the Mechanic-Priest to fill the gap immediately and activate the backup cooling device." The captain sat in the back and ordered, his hand hitting the armrest of the table and chair hard, as if to calm her down.

"Priest Mechanicus died in the line of duty! Only his apprentice is still alive, but he has not received the technical recognition of the Mechanicum."

"It doesn't matter what approval he has! Let him go and fix it. If the reactor fails to be repaired and the reactor overheats, we will all die! Let him go and do it!"

As the captain roared, another shell roared out, flew through the air and hit the top of the Balsos. Its superstructure was shattered and it fell from the outside of the bridge.

The green-skinned battleship chasing behind rotated its muzzle, and its multiple main guns kept firing at the Balthos. Other weapons on its body that looked more like garbage were also firing.

The projectiles violently accelerated by electromagnetism roared in, and with the roar of the explosion, they penetrated the void shield and outer armor of the ship, instantly punching through the end of the ship. One of its propellers exploded, causing a chain reaction. The reaction rippled through the entire surrounding hull.

Violent vibrations occurred on the bridge. The captain pressed the handrail tightly, and panic reports came from below.

"The No. 3 propeller was damaged, the remaining engines were damaged to varying degrees, and the ship on the rear side was also blown up. The number of casualties among the refugees inside is unknown."

"Captain, the void shield energy is only 8% left." The sailor sitting next to Captain Bird turned around. The captain looked out the window, and saw the green-skinned battleship following behind under the huge firelight.

There was another burst of shelling, and the barrages rained down on the ship. The warning lights screamed and flashed in the bridge, just like the vision of a person after being hit with a stick on the head and his face is covered with blood.

From a certain perspective, this is true, but if they had been slower, the stick would have blown their heads off.

"Can the subspace jump still be carried out?" The captain asked, holding on to the armrests and shaking violently in his chair.

"Yes, but the Geller position has been damaged and we cannot raise the isolation shield."

Jumping into subspace without Geller's position is tantamount to suicide. Anyone with sailing experience knows this. Once jumping into subspace, the demon will immediately discover everyone on the ship, and then appear on the ship in an instant. Kill everyone.

The captain showed an angry expression. He sat on his chair and looked at the flashing alarms around him. He knew that his ship could not last long. It was gradually disintegrating and would soon fall apart.

"Enough! If we are going to die today, let the Emperor witness it! We will not go to him as cowards!"

The captain roared and pointed at the Birdmaster, "Initiate the final agreement."

The final protocol is an automatic program that is carried on all imperial ships. It is directly written into the core program and has the highest authority. Once the ship is fatally attacked and it is deemed impossible to escape after calculation by the Thinker system, it will automatically A final agreement is initiated and cannot be terminated.

The final agreement will delete all the ship's navigation data, the coordinates of the planet, and all jump records to prevent the pursuing enemy from using these data to expose the location of the empire world after seizing the ship.

This protocol can also be started manually, at which time all navigation data will be deleted, and what can be done afterwards is self-evident.

"Turn the whole ship around! Turn off the engines. The void shield still has all the power, and all the power is injected into the light spear!" The captain stood up, "Helmsman, full left helm!"

"For the Emperor!" The helmsman mustered up the courage and shouted with the loudest and last voice in his life. He began to turn the rudder with his big arm, and the ship began to turn, and quickly rushed towards the green-skinned battleship, pushing the engine. After the last full-strength ignition and extinguishing, they relied on inertia to rush towards the green ship.

"Fire! Kill these damn alien bastards!"

The light spear began to roar, and a dazzling beam of light shot out instantly. It penetrated the dark world of the galaxy and hit the green-skinned battleship with one shot. The armor on its bow was pierced by the light spear injected with energy from the entire ship, and more beams of light followed. Go and break the structural layers of the greenskin's huge ship.

The power system of the green-skinned warship was paralyzed. It stopped, as if it was moved by human courage. The green-skinned captain also ordered to stop shooting. He personally killed these guys who had braved the desperate situation, while the other green-skinned battleship The leather battleship added up, and it rushed towards the human ship. Under the roaring green skin head on the bow, the collision horn shone in the universe.

"For the Emperor!"

The captain roared, and his ship rushed towards the green-skinned battleship. The light spear ran out of energy after firing a few more shots, but they still had the last weapon, which was the reactor.

As long as they collide, they can ignite the reactor and drag the damn aliens to die together, for the God Emperor, for the Empire, and for the Lord of Mankind!

The two battleships collided head-on. The green-skinned battleship exploded, but the captain and the others were still alive. He was startled and looked up to see a huge ship appearing in the universe behind him.

"The Emperor is coming!" cried the captain in a voice of joy and surprise, and she looked at her savior.

In a sense, what she said was correct, that ship was indeed called the Emperor, the Emperor-class battleship, the Emperor's Light, and belonged to the Emperor's Grand Admiral.