Chapter 128 03.0127: "Necessary Call to Arms"

The sound of various gunshots echoed in various compartments on the port side of the Indefatigable.

Horatio didn't know how many compartments were hit by the landing module, but it must have been a lot.

These abominable blasphemous metals sow death and abominable screams.

Some crew members were unfortunately hit by the broken metal pieces produced by the collision and turned into a pool of blood on the spot.

The minions of the Blood God inside the cabin rushed towards the armed forces of the Imperial Navy like a tide.

They screamed, roared, and growled excitedly. Their sharp black and yellow teeth, due to mutation, looked ugly and ferocious. They held weapons blessed by the evil gods, including all kinds of laser guns, machetes, and tomahawks. As long as they were useful in boarding battles, they had everything.

From their spiked armor one can see the original form of the Imperial Guard's standard equipment. There is no doubt that these Blood Pact troops are rebellious planetary defense forces or Imperial Guard soldiers. They betrayed the Emperor they swore to sacrifice their lives for, and created killing and despair for the Blood God.

Their goal is to cause as much chaos and destruction as possible to the Indefatigable, and ultimately to die for their evil masters.

But the Imperial Navy is no pushover.

It has soldiers and crew members who are willing to die to protect this battleship, and officers with extremely high professional qualities.

The Operations Department is dispatching mobile forces to reinforce the invaded deck.

According to the restrictive decrees on the Imperial Navy in the Guilliman Code, the armed forces on a ship must not exceed 20% of the total registered crew of the ship, and the maximum quota of professional boarding teams "Breakers" is 30% of the total number of armed forces.

Horatio calculated that even if this standard was strictly followed, the Indefatigable, which had a crew of more than 15, had at least 3 armed troops, of which more than 9000 were heavily armed elite troops.

However, 70% of the armed forces had designated defense areas to guard against lightning strikes from enemy ships and could not be moved at will. Only about 30% were mobile forces that could be deployed for support.

So, if necessary, Horatio could issue a call to arms and mobilize thousands of ordinary sailors to fight. This is the purpose of the key.

The boarding battle of the void giant ship was chaotic, with shouts of killing rang out on every deck in the gun bay, and in many places the men could only fight on their own under the leadership of petty officers and warrant officers.

Faced with the constant distress signals received by the command platform, Farida seemed very panicked.

But Horatio knew that this chaos could only be resolved gradually, and being anxious would only make things worse.

With the help of the command hand, as long as the soldiers and crew within the command radius can see the place, even if he himself cannot see directly with the naked eye, he still has a bird's-eye view. It's like playing a real-time strategy game with real flesh and blood.

He continuously released new psychic shadows, allowing his soldiers to engage in a pulling and blocking battle with the enemy, trying to stabilize the battle situation around the command platform and minimize the casualties of his troops.

Although the sailors and crew members under his command are numerous, they are still precious and crucial to the entire void battle and its subsequent direction.

After all, no one knows what the Khorne believers want to do by leading the Blade of Vengeance here.

It is necessary to defend the artillery fort under your command while keeping casualties under control, as these soldiers will be useful in subsequent battles.

Under his comprehensive command, the soldiers near the command platform leaned out their guns from behind various shelters and fired in unison.

The heavy firepower fulcrums mounted on the high platform, such as heavy bolters and Gatling-like multi-barreled laser guns, used fierce firepower to punish the Blood God's servants.

Many enemy soldiers were mowed down like rice by these fierce weapons the moment the landing module's gangplank was lowered.

Blazing red lasers interweave and shuttle through the large cabin space, illuminating the darkness.

The crew had to continue their work under the hail of bullets. Farida asked the warrant officer to direct them to continue reloading to share the pressure with Horatio.

No matter how bad the fight in the cabin gets, the battle in the void must go on.

The exchange of fire between battleships continued, the hulls continued to shake, and the shells of the murder-class cruisers even killed their own people indiscriminately.

The Indefatigable's power system was one of the first parts attacked by these enemies, followed by the ferocious gun deck.

The enemy's intention was obvious. As long as they reduced the speed and then weakened the Indefatigable's firepower output, they would be able to jump on board with tens of thousands of people to attack other important cores of the battleship.

This made the plasma engine room, the third and fourth macro cannons on the central port side, and the No. 1 lance turret on the port side the hardest hit areas of the invasion.

The main force of the support force is being sent to block the enemy heading towards the power system. According to reports, there are even Khorne Space Marines there. The Blood Angels assault veterans on the ship are heading to support.

The remaining 30% of the troops would be sent to the gun deck if there were vacancies on the train. This meant that Horatio had to first use these two thousand armed sailors to stop the tens of thousands of invaders, and then wait for reinforcements to arrive before organizing a siege.

This was a test of his command skills, but fortunately, his commanding hand could help him do it. He didn't need to spend a lot of time talking, and he could send squads and platoons to nearby designated battle positions in real time and accurately.

The armed sailors on the gun deck used their shining bayonets to block the cultists who wanted to massacre the gun crew and interfere with the loading and firing. The size of the specially made naval laser gun was convenient for engaging in bloody hand-to-hand combat with the enemy in a narrow environment.

They were full of fighting spirit and fierce momentum, and many of them were Sons of the Void born from the various clans in the gun bay.

This is not only the place they want to protect, but also their home.

Even if someone was knocked down, he would be quickly towed away and the next sailor would take his place.

Some leading Blood Army sergeants have discovered Horatio and Farida who are commanding in the armored platform. They can recognize these two as the officers in charge of command.

But their weapons could not penetrate the solid alloy and thick bulletproof glass, so they began to charge upwards, shouting to chop off their heads. "Breakthroughers, stop the enemy!" Horatio ordered the breakout team that was waiting for battle.

"Yes, sir!" A dull voice came from the Breakthrough Sergeant's heavy void helmet through the communication device.

These elite warriors, dressed in heavy boarding armor and armed to the teeth, are relatively small in number and guard the most important key points and the structural walls that support the main structure of the ship.

They are real tough guys!

The shield guard holding the boarding shield used his solid alloy shield to block the enemy's firepower, and three vertically parallel heavy shotguns sprayed shotgun shells with amazing efficiency, killing the oncoming cultists.

These traitor soldiers were smashed to pieces by the huge projectiles, their flesh and blood were blurred, and their limbs and arms flew everywhere as if they were being swept by a broom. Blood flowed all over the ground, blending with the dirty deck dirt to become sticky.

The axeman stood behind the shield guard and chopped off anyone who tried to squeeze in from either side of the shield.

This seemed to be a very enjoyable thing. Horatio had a bird's eye view of these burly tall warriors, swinging the bloody cabin-breaking axe vigorously to smash the enemy's heads into a bloody mess, with the pride of a Viking berserker.

The heavy grenadiers used grenade launchers to throw large-yield fragmentation grenades from the rear, which landed in the crowd and killed and injured the enemy. The non-commissioned officers kept firing with naval bolters and ordered the soldiers to pull according to Horatio's instructions.

The void gunners stood on the commanding heights, manipulating their heavy weapons with both hands to fire barrages of bullets indiscriminately. The No. 3 and No. 4 shooters carried box after box of ammunition or large energy blocks and lined them up on the platform deck. The deputy shooters opened several boxes and replaced the empty heavy weapons with new ammunition at any time to ensure uninterrupted firepower.

"Shoot them all, don't let any scum escape!"

"Yes! Sir!!" Their roars and gunshots were heard continuously.

Although fighting was going on on every level of the gun deck, the situation near the command platform was not too severe. The boarding team relied on the terrain and equipment advantages to block the incoming enemy forces. In addition, there were sufficient reserve troops in the garrison cabin below the command platform to replace the out-of-breath soldiers.

Horatio had just taken a breath when he received an urgent signal for help from the warrant officer gunner of the No. 4 macro gun on the port side. The gunfire was so loud that he could hardly hear clearly.

"Sir! The enemy has penetrated into the No. 4 macro gun ammunition deck through the damaged bulkhead, where we have our ready-to-fire ammunition. The armed forces are stopping the enemy at all costs. Please request support from the reserve forces." The warrant officer reported in a hurried but still calm and capable tone.

"Which cabins are still under our control now?" Horatio needed to know the specific situation so that he could transfer personnel.

"The bomb bay and its surrounding storage deck are still there... Boom!!!..."

"..." Horatio was silent for a second or two, and still no sound came from the other side.

The communication was cut off with a sharp explosion, perhaps the internal communication cable was blown up.

"Reserves must assemble immediately, and armed forces non-commissioned officers must report to the command platform." The situation was urgent, and Horatio immediately shouted using the sound array.

"What's wrong?" Farida looked at Horatio's extremely serious expression, guessing that something bad might have happened, so she stepped forward and asked.

"There was an accident on the bomb deck of the No. 4 macro gun. The enemy is fighting with the defenders for control of the bomb bay. If they detonate the ammunition inside..."

"God-Emperor! We will be blown to ashes together." Farida covered her mouth.

"There is no room for failure. I will lead the team myself."

The most reliable way at the moment is to lead the team personally and use the command hand in the complex cabin to improve the efficiency of the reserve team's advancement. Otherwise, they may have to play a cat-and-mouse game with the enemy in the intricate cabin for a while.

Horatio looked Farida in the eye seriously. "Counselor Farida."

"Yes!"

"Stay at your post and continue to command the macro cannon. If there is a situation you are unsure of, contact me directly." Horatio took out the blood-red chainsaw sword from the sword case.

"Yes, sir...be careful." Farida looked at Horatio worriedly and saluted him.

"This is the command platform of the second macro artillery array on the port side..."

Horatio's voice echoed through the sound array system in the various compartments of the two gun groups.

"In the name of the officer in charge of the second gunnery on the port side, I am officially issuing a call to arms! All crew members take up arms and fight any invaders you see!"

The crew members who were loading, the armed sailors who were fighting back behind the bunkers, the boarding team, the petty officers and warrant officers all heard his voice and looked towards the sound array.

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