Chapter 127 03.0126: "All the Tactics Khorne Loves Most"

The rapid drum beats echoed in every cabin.

Thousands of armed sailors on standby set out from the nearest barracks, arrived at the macro artillery fort via the ship's rail train, and took up their positions one by one, lining up neatly on each platform.

They are the armed infantrymen aboard the warships of the Imperial Navy. Fully trained in the use of lasguns, their primary duty is to prevent enemy boarding and to suppress any uprisings among the large numbers of indentured laborers aboard Imperial Navy ships.

These armed forces soldiers are not only capable of fighting defensive battles, but have also received extensive training in anti-boarding operations and can serve as guards for naval officers.

To this end, they are equipped not only with laser guns, but also with concussion grenades, laser pistols, shotguns and bulletproof armor. Some strong soldiers even use heavier revolvers, with extremely fierce firepower.

Promethium flamethrowers are only used when boarding enemy ships. The Imperial Navy strictly prohibits the use of any open flame weapons inside its own ships to prevent the detonation of flammable gases in closed cabins and the destruction of the entire ship.

From the moment these Void Soldiers boarded the ship, they were destined to be part of this warship. In a solemn ceremony, they entered the ship's vital fluid, drank the oil with aromatherapy added, and let the essence of the ship flow in their blood.

Once commissioned, they swear an oath of allegiance not only to their superiors, but also to the ship they serve on.

They lead simple lives, untroubled by the moral ambiguity that pervades the Imperium, and will stop at nothing to protect the Imperial Navy's most valuable assets.

As long as Horatio, the responsible officer, gave the order, all of them would give their hearts to carry out his orders.

The armed sergeant inspected the armed sailors in formation and chanted aloud a prayer to boost morale.

The professional boarding team "Breakthroughers" have set up defenses, blocked all key intersections, and are ready for battle.

The armored command platform where Horatio and Farida were located was set up with a blocking line and equipped with twin heavy bolters that fired naval bombs.

"Report to the commander! The armed forces have been assembled and we are ready for battle!" An armed chief arrived at the command platform and reported to Horatio.

Horatio nodded. "I hope you will do your duty and eradicate all evil! No prisoners will be taken!"

"Yes, sir!" said the chief of staff with high spirits.

Sailors began to clear the area, removing anything that could be used as cover by the enemy, and bulletproof breastworks were dragged into place by indentured laborers.

The crew has carried out this process hundreds of times through drills and actual combat, so they act quickly.

Horatio knew very well that this time the rebels were completely different from the pirates.

In comparison, the last battle with the Q ship can only be regarded as a minor skirmish, but today's battle will be a real battle.

"It would be nice if Louise were here," Horatio thought. He missed Louise's reliable presence in command of the armed forces.

"Assistant Officer Hood. No matter what happens later, do not leave the command platform and do your job well." He said earnestly.

"Yes!" the young female officer responded with full confidence.

Seeing Farida so motivated, Horatio nodded with confidence.

He activated the Hand of Command in advance.

As a candidate officer, he had the authority to command and direct all armed forces within the combat zone of responsibility, to call up sailors for combat, and even to mobilize contract workers.

The latter two required him to use the key to open the armory door. This was a decision he would not make unless he had no other choice.

Fortunately, as a standard battlecruiser, the Indefatigable had a large number of armed forces on board.

Unlike the battle at the Cathedral of the Goddess, this time the Imperial Army was the dominant party, and it was a head-on confrontation between the armies.

He immediately used psychic projection to start micromanagement, deploying the boarding team and armed sailors in appropriate locations, occupying every shooting advantage point, and setting up key defenses at various key points.

Although the sailors felt a little strange when they saw their own projections at first, after Horatio fooled them with the explanation of the Mechanicus's creations, they immediately rushed to the psychic projection marked by their superiors, set up breastworks and heavy weapons, hid behind bunkers and prepared to meet the enemy.

At the same time, Horatio also discovered a situation he had not noticed before - the current primary command hand can only be effective within a radius of 200 meters with him as the center. Beyond this distance, he can only rely on the sound array and the warrant officer's voice tube to convey his orders.

Inside the Indefatigable's officers' medical bay.

Brother Romain Rolland sat up suddenly and took a deep breath.

I felt like I was having a terrible nightmare. Everything was so illusory and dreamlike.

When he came to his senses, he found that it was pitch black all around and he could not see anything.

"What's going on..." He muttered to himself.

"Brother Romain Rolland, you should have a good rest and don't move." He heard a voice. The other party was wearing an Astartes helmet and speaking. The voice was obviously coming from the communication grille, with a signature electromagnetic sound.

"Brother, what's wrong with me...?" He looked towards the source of the voice.

In the darkness, the other person's outline could be seen faintly.

"You are blind... but strangely, you seem to have escaped the wrath of darkness. However, the pharmacist and the priest are not here, so I am not sure. Please do not move until we return to the Vengeance Blade for a comprehensive examination."

"Then where are we now?"

"On the Imperial Navy battlecruiser Indefatigable. Our 'Blade of Vengeance' is behind us. The Indefatigable is engaging the enemy ship, and those minions of the Blood God are preparing to board it."

"Those damned bloodthirsty traitors haven't died yet?" Brother Romain Rolland said angrily with his teeth bared: "I want to join the battle."

"Brother! You can't see anything now!"

"No! I can see it." Brother Romain Rolland insisted on standing up from the medical bed despite the dissuasion of his battle brothers.

"brother……"

Although it was dark all around, he was sure that he could see some kind of flame-like outline.

Through his keen senses, he gradually constructed the layout of the entire medical cabin in his mind.

"Where is my power armor?" He stood up and felt that there was only a black shell on his body, so he asked his battle brother.

"Here it is." A medical combat sister nearby said, "But the helmet is completely broken."

"It doesn't matter, do you have any strips of cloth, sister?" he pleaded.

The medical sister couldn't bear to see the blinded blood angel, so she tore off a long piece of her black robe with white rose pattern and handed it to him. Brother Romain Rolland covered his eyes with the black robe and tied it behind his head.

On the front, covering the eyes, is a sacred rose in full bloom.

"If you insist, brother, then you should put on the power armor by yourself first."

Seeing that he was determined to leave, his battle brothers had to stop him in another way.

Brother Romain Rolland said nothing, picked up the armor made of ceramic steel and plastic steel and began to put it on independently, and finally he actually put on the power armor.

The Sisters of Battle helped him get some of the details on the armor right.

"Brother, I am ready to kill the enemy." Brother Romain Rolland said solemnly.

The veteran wearing a golden MKVI raven helmet sighed slowly, picked up Brother Romain Rolland's chainsword from the side and handed it to him.

"To live up to the blood of Sanguinius," he said solemnly, aloud the chapter's motto.

"Don't let down the blood of Sanguinius!" Brother Romain Rolland answered angrily, holding the chainsword tightly and filled with rage towards the enemy.

He had sworn to his genetic father that today he would kill all those minions of the Blood God who dared to make trouble on the Day of Sanguinius.

Do or die!

The fully armed, mighty and burly Blood Angels strode down the aisle of the battleship. The mortals on the roadside, whether crew members or officers, stopped and saluted respectfully to the Emperor's Angels of Death.

The Blood Angels will join the counterattack against the incoming enemies of the Empire, including some traitor Space Marines who betrayed the Empire.

These renegade Astartes, who had turned their backs on the Emperor's divine will, would be their primary adversaries.

In the void.

The Murder-class cruiser came hurtling towards the Indefatigable like a dart.

The Indefatigable immediately turned and prepared to distance itself.

But this Murder-class cruiser that fell into the arms of the Blood God is powered by more than just promethium fuel.

Her engine has become partially activated, and the fuel tank and reactor have merged into one, transforming into a ferocious, terrifying, bloodthirsty monster with scarlet eyes.

The wizards performed unclean rituals inside, adding "killing juice" brewed from mortal flesh and blood, miserable suffering, and deep despair to its big fanged mouth that was mutated from the mouth of promethium.

With the roar of the warp beast, it rushed towards the Indefatigable in anger. Even though she was at full speed, her closing rate was still decreasing.

"The enemy ship is coming! The distance is about 400 kilometers!"

"Tell the Tech-Priest to work harder!" Captain Perru sat up and shouted, "At least don't let her hit us!"

The officers were busy as the technical priests of the Mechanicus in the plasma engine room began the ceremony to awaken the machine soul.

Through burning incense and binary prayers, they prayed that the plasma engine's machine soul would burst out at an even greater speed.

After a series of efforts, the machine soul responded.

Promethium poured into the afterburner like a tide, and the blue flame behind the engine grew longer and thicker.

The Indefatigable deftly made an elegant turn to avoid the oncoming Tyrannical Evil Ship and turned to her port side, while the ship's guns continued to fire at the Crimson Battleship.

Suddenly, countless landing capsules were ejected from one side of the Murder-class cruiser.

These landing capsules were very old, with the Sky Eagle emblems pried off and replaced with the unclean mark of the Blood God.

They swarmed towards the left side of the Indefatigable like a swarm of hungry locusts.

All the close-in defense batteries on one side of the Indefatigable that were capable of firing were spewing flames.

The large-caliber heavy rotary close-in defense guns connected and controlled by the Advanced Thinker Array are intercepting at a speed that ordinary people cannot react to.

Small-caliber laser cannons are operated by the crew of the close-in weapon system to intercept approaching landing craft.

Heavy explosive bombs, close-in defense shells, and lasers intertwined into an impenetrable rain of fire. On one side, thousands of gun barrels sprayed an overwhelming barrage of bullets, and brilliant sparks continued to explode in the void.

Farida saw this beautiful yet terrifying scene through the porthole in front of her.

But they were moving too fast, and before long the first landing capsules slammed into the hull of the Indefatigable.

The heat melt broke through the weak points of the armor plate. The harsh sound of metal scraping was like the devil's laughter. Farida could clearly see the bulkheads of the deep artillery forts beginning to break and collapse.

boom!
The first landing capsule came in. It had ferocious fangs on its front, like the sharp teeth of a sandworm.

The armor became twisted and deformed by the impact, making the fangs look even more ferocious and terrifying.

Soon, landing capsules crashed in one after another. There were so many of them that they were as dense as a "Stargazing" pie, enough to give people with trypophobia goose bumps.

As the ramp opened, the cultist army serving the Blood God rushed out of the landing bay like a wave.

"Fire!"

At Horatio's command, the armed forces immediately pulled the trigger and rained fire on the incoming enemy.

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