Chapter 132 03.0131: "Attack of the Crew"

With the heavy impact, the metal of the bulkhead gradually became distorted and deformed.

Crunch!

After a sharp sound, the axe blade broke out of the metal plate, bursting out a pile of curled silver-white fragments.

Hateful shouts came from the breach, and the Blood Pact soldiers broke through several cracks and rushed forward.

"Skull for skull......!!!"

Before the evil man could finish his words, Horatio unceremoniously pulled the trigger of the navy revolver, shutting his mouth forever.

The hammer struck the primer of the explosive propellant, and a head exploded instantly, with blood splattering on the face of the invader behind him.

The weapons that the guards around him had set up also began to shoot at these minions of the Blood God, and the sailors on guard nearby also moved towards the location where the battle broke out under the guidance of the commander's hand.

"Where did these guys come from? Does any of you know what cabin is behind this bulkhead?" Horatio frowned and asked the people around him.

The boarding team members looked at each other and shook their heads.

Horatio sighed, he didn't blame the soldiers.

The Imperial cruiser was so huge that it was normal for these armed boarding team soldiers not to know where to go if they were not born nearby. Even if they called a technical priest who had served for hundreds of years, he would probably only be able to lead the way roughly.

"It looks like there's a maintenance passage inside... We can take a shortcut to the bomb bay." said a disheveled sailor holding a dagger.

"Are you sure, sailor?" Horatio asked as he fired.

"I'm sure that when we were beating the drums in preparation for war, my brothers and I secretly passed by here." The sailor was a little scared because sailors were usually not allowed to pass through the maintenance passage without the permission of the technical priests or shipwrights, just like cars are not allowed to occupy emergency passages on the highway.

"Sergeant at Arms."

"Here, sir." The sergeant stepped forward.

The sailor trembled, fearing that he would be punished by his superior.

"After this battle, if he survives, ask the sailor sergeant to give him an extra pint of grog."

"Yes, sir."

"Thank you, sir! Long live the sir!!!" The sailor smiled and cheered with great enthusiasm.

These crew members living in the void are very pure. Their lives are considered to be without worries about food and clothing. They rarely go to the ground. The best reward is to give them an extra glass of wine that day. They will be happier than getting anything else.

Grog is a classic sailor drink that has been passed down since the ancient Terra 2K era. It is easy to make, just 1 part rum or brandy mixed with parts water.

This ratio not only allows the crew to drink alcohol for a longer time, but also prevents them from drinking too much and causing trouble, or being unable to cope with emergencies.

Drinking wine mixed with water is much better than simply drinking recycled water purified from urine or wastewater.

No matter how much the technical priests explained that the circulating water was clean and pollution-free after filtration, the crew just didn't believe it.

They just believed that alcohol could clean the dirt in the water and would be healthier to drink, but Horatio thought that this was more like an excuse to drink.

After emptying his pistol, Horatio led the soldiers around him to attack the enemy.

A grenade was thrown from the hand of the Void Grenadier and exploded behind the enemy group, leaving their backs bleeding and knocking down the people in front.

Horatio even saw an enemy's back blown to pieces. The man fell to the ground, but his bloody heart was still beating from his rotten back.

"Kill these bastards!" He brandished the Holy Blood Chainsword and charged into the crowd. The soldiers and sailors around him followed his footsteps and rushed forward.

All kinds of melee weapons were swung at the enemy's heads.

"Kill their officers!" a Blood Pact axeman yelled, swinging his demolition axe at Horatio's chest.

"Sir, please get behind us! Everyone, form a human wall!" The armed sergeant wanted to protect his commander, and shouted to the boarding team members around him.

Unexpectedly, Horatio kicked the attacking Blood Pact axeman, and the chainsaw sword in his iron hand whistled through the wind as it chopped on the heavy and sharp demolition axe. The enormous force knocked the axe directly out of his hand.

The tall and strong Blood Pact Axeman, who was even a head taller than Horatio, was shocked. He had never thought that the young officer in front of him, who was supposed to be a lamb to be slaughtered, would be so strong.

He was about to draw his combat axe from his waist, but in the blink of an eye, Horatio used the Navy's Tadashi dagger with the decomposition field activated to chop off his head, and the head rolled to the ground.

The armed non-commissioned officers and breakthrough members of the boarding team who were guarding nearby were also stunned.

Naval officers are usually wise generals who are not good at fighting and need the protection of professional warriors like them.

But this very young naval officer in front of them, not only was he holding a huge bright red chainsword that he got from somewhere at the beginning, he was also capable of commanding the artillery crew and soldiers, and he was also so brave, even too brave, making their heavily armed guards seem redundant.

Horatio wielded two weapons and slashed. The Holy Blood Chainsword was powerful, while the Navy's loyal dagger with a decomposing force field was swift and light.

Even though he has strong individual combat capability, he also pays attention to cooperation with his soldiers.

Horatio was adept at close combat, skillfully maintaining an appropriate distance from the soldiers, forming a solid breakwater to block the incoming enemy tide.

An armed soldier was wounded in the hand and his dagger fell to the ground. The enemy picked up a one-handed battle axe and chopped at the soldier.

Horatio was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he chopped off the arm holding the hand axe with his sword. The next second, the Blood Pact axeman was pierced through the throat by Horatio's Navy Loyal Dagger.

"Thank you, sir." The injured soldier thanked him repeatedly and retreated to the rear. Another armed sailor filled his position.

"God, how come it is the commanders who are protecting us guards?" The armed soldier was receiving a bandage from his comrade to stop the bleeding. While looking at the back of the young officer fighting in the crowd, he muttered to his comrade in amazement.

"Forward! Kill them all! We will advance to the bomb rack from the maintenance corridor inside!" Horatio shouted, using his commanding hand to mobilize the subsequent troops to open up a new shortcut for attack with himself.

He led the charge and rushed into the gap made by the enemy. An enemy who was rushing in collided with him head-on and raised his weapon to stab him.

Horatio smashed his fist into his face with the guard of his sword, breaking his teeth and making his face bleed.

The enemy soldier retreated, covering his face, and Horatio kicked him mercilessly.

"Puff! Ah!!" The enemy soldier was kicked backward and fell off the fence, leaving only a heart-wrenching scream in the bottomless well.

"Here." He handed the Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword, which seemed a little too long in the maintenance passage, to the followers behind him. They reluctantly hugged the blood-stained Holy Blood Chainsaw Sword together.

Horatio then changed into the Navy's dagger and bolt pistol with activated decomposition field and led the soldiers to continue fighting.

The armed sailors rushed in from another gap opened by the enemy. The inspection passage was narrower than the corridor inside the cabin. Before entering, the sailors took the dagger bayonets from their guns and slashed with one hand.

Their opponents, the Blood Pact soldiers, were completely useless with their Astra Militarum rifle bayonets at this distance. But when they removed their dagger bayonets, they found that they were much shorter than the navy's sword bayonets. With no support from both sides, they had to use small daggers to fight the sailors with sword bayonets.

The sailors in the nearby cabins followed Horatio in the charge, brandishing axes and daggers. They were determined to defend their homes, and all of them rushed forward. The enemies along the way were either hacked to death by them or pushed into the abyss.

Even if the Blood Pact soldiers killed the people rushing towards them, the sailors and men behind them would step on the bodies of the dead and continue to rush towards them waving cold weapons.

The Blood Pact soldiers who infiltrated from the bomb bay began to retreat in panic. Anyone who ran slowly would have his head chopped through by an axe, and the whole army was almost in disarray.

"Go back! I will kill anyone who dares to fear a fight! Offer your courage and skull to the one true God!!" A rebellious Star Army sergeant blocked the retreat of the fleeing Blood Pact soldiers and shot off the heads of two of them.

The Blood Pact soldiers began to reorganize under the bayonets of the supervision team. They knelt in one row and stood in two rows, raising their guns at the sailors who were rushing towards them.

"Fire!!"

After a row of volleys, the sailors and marines at the front fell to the ground instantly, and the momentum of the navy's charge seemed to be weakened.

The Blood Pact soldiers hurried to replace the energy blocks on the laser guns with blasphemous symbols engraved on them.

Suddenly, a loud shout made the traitors look up, and they saw a young officer covered in blood squeezing out from the hesitant crowd among the enemy.

"For the Imperial Navy! For the Indefatigable! Kill!" Horatio, wearing a bicorne hat and a naval officer's uniform, rushed to the front, firing a bolt revolver in one hand and waving the Navy's dagger with a gold-plated hilt in the other, like a fluttering flag.

Seeing that the officers were so brave and took the lead in charging without fear of danger, the shouts and fighting spirit of the crew and sailors became more passionate.

"Revenge for our brothers and sisters!" the crew shouted, veins bulging on their arms holding weapons, and they spread their legs and charged forward regardless of the obstruction of bayonets and lasers.

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