Chapter 133 03.0132: "For the Indefatigable! Charge! !"

"For the Imperial Navy! For the Indefatigable! Charge!"

Hundreds of people gathered into a wave, shouting passionate slogans and rushing forward like a tsunami, regardless of casualties.

Faced with these Sons of the Void who were charging head-on and fighting wildly, with slight mutations on their bodies, slender fingers, and black pupils, some Blood Pact soldiers began to get nervous, and their hands began to tremble when they were installing energy blocks, and they couldn't fit them into the slots.

The sailors at the forefront used shotguns and hand cannons to spray a storm of projectiles. The huge iron balls created a strong wind, and the iron hail of revenge smashed into the battle formation of the Blood Pact Soldiers.

"Ah!! Ouch!"

Many Blood Pact soldiers were blown to pieces by large shotgun shells, leaving not even half of their faces, with shredded flesh hanging on their bones. Blood filled the gutters of the maintenance passages, flowing into the abyss like a mountain spring after rain.

The Blood Pact soldiers' battle line was shattered, and the Renegade Astra Militarum Sergeant drew his sword and pushed the soldiers to stand up and fight the sailors who were rushing towards them.

Horatio stabbed the Blood Pact soldier who was blocking his way to death with one sword. The traitorous sergeant's knife came towards him, and Horatio immediately put away his sword to block it, using the strong part of the sword near the guard to resist the swinging sword.

The sharp blades collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant metallic buzz.

In terms of military rank, unlike naval officers, Star Army officers cannot have the authority to be issued power swords, so the sword in his hand can only be the sword of the officer he killed.

This mutinous non-commissioned officer attacked swiftly and ruthlessly with his knife. An ordinary sailor would have been hacked to death or injured by him.

But Horatio was a loyal naval officer who graduated from an orthodox senior military academy. He had shed too much sweat in the swordsmanship class and had figured out every move of the swordsmanship instructor. By the end of the class, he had no rivals and even defeated the instructor with his own hands.

He turned his wrist flexibly and the sword flew forward like a dragon.

Faced with the young officer's dazzling and swift attack, the mutinous sergeant was sweating profusely and retreating one after another. There were several bloody cuts on his body, and the burning pain forced him to slow down his movements.

"Do you think you are an officer just because you hold a sword? You will never have enough courage and skills to pick it up." Horatio sneered contemptuously:

"You are just a dirty slug crawling in front of a false god, a frightened weak coward, and a maggot that is complacently eating a carrion on its wounds. Do you want to use the blood of a warrior to exchange for protection from your master? Don't dream, all you will get is judgment in life and torture after death!"

Horatio's sword and his curses attacked the renegade Imperial Guard officer together, making his sword slow and disordered, and his heart filled with fear and shame.

The renegade officer gnashed his teeth, veins popping out on his face, and his sword swings became more and more violent and chaotic.

"Bullshit, you noble bastard who lies in your comfort zone and wears dog skin with your bitch mother's belly! Today I'm going to chop off your head and use it as a skull ornament, and then cut off your tongue to soak in wine!!"

The ferocious look seemed to want to tear Horatio into pieces. He gave up defense, roared, and attacked Horatio desperately.

Horatio raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, his sharp eyes watching his opponent's every move, the moment he was sure that he had no chance to draw his sword and block.

He seized this fatal flaw, took a step forward, and stabbed the gorgeous gold-plated sword in his hand straight up from bottom to top like a dragon emerging from the sea.

The swift blade passed through the inside of the sergeant's arm as he slashed at Horatio, and his eyes widened in disbelief at its speed and accuracy.

Poof! ! ——

The sharp sword pierced through the jaw of the traitorous non-commissioned officer, pierced through the forehead of the traitor who killed officials, and the blood-stained blade emerged from the top of his head.

With a grim expression, Horatio pulled the sword back from the traitor's head, pushed the body into the abyss, and smashed it into pieces, falling into the water purification pool.

There, he will be dissolved by acid, filtered by the purification device, and finally become purified water to quench the crew's thirst, sustaining the lives of the Imperial Navy soldiers.

"Huh!" Seeing the young officer kill the commander of the Blood Pact soldiers with a clean and neat sword, the sailors cheered excitedly.

"Attack! Kill all these traitors and take no prisoners!!" Horatio shouted and led the soldiers to continue the charge.

Faced with the fierce and terrifying offensive, the Blood Pact soldiers completely collapsed. They could not stop the Imperial Navy sailors and marines who were rushing in like a dump truck. They betrayed their promises and oaths to the false gods and began to collapse and flee.

The sailors wielding sharp weapons pursued relentlessly, surpassing the armed sailors, carrying the severed heads of the enemy in their hands, and running while emitting savage war cries and roars, like ferocious wolves chasing their prey.

Perhaps they were indeed uneducated and of low quality, with rough and ugly appearances tattooed with the totems of their clans, barbaric and vulgar behavior, and even their language was the "ship dialect" that Horatio could hardly understand.

But their fighting spirit and determination to defend their void homeland allowed the Imperial Navy to retain their valuable assets.

These huge ships could not be defended by armed sailors who only accounted for 20% of the total number of people, unless the sailors were willing to obey the orders of the officers and fight the enemy together.

Suddenly, Horatio heard a rustling sound on the extended platform.

He held the sword in his hand and looked to the side where the sound came from.

"Sir." A Mechanicus acolyte in a red gear robe stood up with his hands raised. Horatio breathed a sigh of relief and moved the pistol away from him. It seemed that he encountered the Blood Pact attack while he was inspecting and then hid.

It was also at this moment that Horatio received a vague and urgent cry for help.

"Sir! The storage deck outside the bomb bay can no longer be defended! Requesting support..."

In the end, the only sound left in the communication was noisy electronic music.

Horatio did not want to engage in a firefight in the dangerous bomb bay, where a blazing laser could very well destroy the entire port side of the battleship.

"Do you know the fastest way to get to the storage deck outside the bomb bay?" Horatio asked, looking at the long maintenance passage. "You guys don't have to go so far to repair a crane, do you?"

"Yes... there is one. But it is very narrow, only enough for a few people to pass quickly. If there are so many people..." The acolyte looked at the sailors running forward and continued:
"Then why don't you lead your men forward? You can enter from the ammunition train passage ahead."

"Where is that place you mentioned where only a few people can pass quickly?"

"Right this way." The acolyte stood up tremblingly and led the way.

At Horatio's request, the acolyte gave the officer a quick explanation of the access to the inspection tunnel.

Horatio considered it carefully, constructed a three-dimensional model of the deck in his mind, and conducted a comprehensive and safe analysis of the intelligence feedback from the CAT drone and the servoskull's exploration route.

In the end, he made the tactical decision to personally lead an assault team through the narrow corridor to the storage deck to support the defenders, while the main force went to the bomb bay as originally planned to consolidate the defense.

After he was sure that this was safer, Horatio quickly gave orders to a sailor sergeant who was the clan leader, to lead the large force to maintain the established direction and pass through the entrance of the ammunition train.

Immediately afterwards, Horatio summoned two breakthrough boarding teams including the Guards and two armed sailors, and took these 2 well-trained soldiers to take a shortcut to reinforce the storage deck.

At Horatio's urging, the acolyte trotted along and opened the access device with a string of binary codes.

"What type of cabin is in there?"

"A narrow corridor and the sailors' living and resting cabin. I heard gunshots from inside before, so the enemy didn't dare to go in even though they came."

Horatio signaled the soldiers to prepare for battle, and he walked forward quickly with a sword in one hand and a bolt-gun revolver in the other, sticking to the wall and observing the movement.

He wanted to activate the Omen Fragment once, but then he thought that it would be a waste to cause the corrosion so early. He couldn't waste the precious opportunity of using the Omen Fragment every time he conducted reconnaissance.

[Speaking of which, can the servoskull help me expand my vision?] An idea suddenly popped into his mind.

As a practical man, he does what he says.

"Surveyors and jammers, send out your CAT drones and servoskulls to investigate the situation ahead."

"As you command, sir!"

Following Horatio's orders, the technical soldiers began to operate mechanical equipment made of wetware, mechanical structures, and even human skulls to conduct forward reconnaissance.

The CAT drone is a half-track drone that can squeeze into narrow places and hide in air vents to spy on the enemy's movements.

The servo skull is even more convenient. It has a built-in gravity suspension device that allows it to float in the sky like a drone.

When the images detected by the two devices were fed back to the display operating device on the technical soldier's arm, the images seen by their eyes were also dispelled from the dark fog of war in the bird's-eye view of Horatio's commanding hand.

[Great, drones can play an important role in expanding the field of vision of the Commander's Hand.] Horatio felt relieved. This meant that his ability, combined with drones, could enhance combat effectiveness by several levels!

"Sir, we've spotted the enemy. There are 21 of them inside and more outside. They're attacking the remaining defenders," the scout reported.

"I know." Horatio used the bird's-eye view of the command hand to see the enemy's position more clearly and accurately.

The scout looked at the officer in front of him in surprise.

[He didn't even look at the display, how could he know how many enemies there were?]
Horatio used sign language to signal everyone to remain silent and follow him carefully.

He wanted to engage in an unexpected close-range indoor battle and lead his men to kill these enemies without any harm.

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