Chapter 145 03.0144: "Death penalty and noose are the only means to deal with traitors"

The Iron Hand pulled full power and activated the emergency cooling again. Horatio gritted his teeth in anger and threw the naval spear out.

Whoosh! !

The short spear tore through the air, making a terrible whistling sound, and the guards next to it were stunned.

How can this be a javelin? This is clearly a human-shaped crossbow! !
“Ahhhhhh!! Ah!!”

The javelin pierced through the traitor's right shoulder, and the huge force carried his entire body forward and nailed it to the bulkhead.

"Chain him and the intruder and hang them on the execution grid! Let them enjoy the pain until they bleed to death!"

Horatio pointed his dagger at the seriously injured traitor officer and the contracted criminal who was nailed to the wall by his naval spear, and gave the armed sailors next to him the cruel orders commonly used by the navy to treat traitors.

"Yes, sir!" The two sailors came to their senses and saluted solemnly to their commander.

They spat on the traitors and violently dragged them under the execution grid. They used a pulley to lower the grid with two dead bodies hanging on it, untied the rusty hand and foot shackles, handcuffed the two traitors separately, and then pulled the pulley to lift them into the air.

“Ah!! Ah!!!!!!”

Both men were still breathing, and for some reason they looked quite energetic. Waves of heart-wrenching screams echoed on the gun deck like loudspeakers.

The terrifying screams made all the enemies lose their fighting spirit, and some contract workers who stood on the side of the invaders and resisted the navy laid down their weapons and wanted to surrender.

Some who refused to surrender were shot to death by the armed sailors.

"Sir, how should we deal with those who surrender?" asked the armed sergeant.

Horatio looked grimly at the soldiers kneeling on the ground and begging for surrender, and said only one sentence coldly:

"No betrayal, no matter how small, can go unnoticed. The Imperial Navy will not tolerate any traitors alive."

The invading enemy had been completely annihilated. Horatio reported the great victory in the counter-gang battle to the armed captain and received a disciplinary order approved by the captain.

Then he dismissed the conscripted sailors and sent them back to their combat positions. He had already conscripted them for too long and could not allow the rate of fire of the macro guns to drop further.

hum! ——

Dark Vision suddenly popped up.

"Confirmed: Son of Darkness"

『Status: Active』

Energy: 6/7

『Psychic Power: 5/7』

Corruption: 3/7

"Soul Fire: 80/80"

A ball of black-gold light began to emerge from the pool at the bottom of the skill tree.

"Soul Fire: 0/160"

Finally, this ball of black and gold light merged into the commander's hand.

In an instant, four new branching trees unfolded. Horatio could see their forked outlines and background colors, but not their specific contents.

And these four background colors...

[Why is it the color of the four vendors...] Horatio was shocked.

He checked again and was sure that he was not mistaken. They were red, green, blue and purple.

[Is it really corrupted?] He felt incredible.

[The corruption is not at full level... What's going on?]
He took a deep breath and continued to look back, not letting the panic show on his face.

The black and gold lines continued to flow, merging into the red branch tree and lighting up the first skill.

Activation: Scarlet Calamity Branch

Activation: War Horn (Basic)

"Automatic passive effect: All units in the command sequence within 88 meters of the prosthetic holder gain +8 morale, +8 stamina, +8 melee attack."

"Active activation effect: Consume 2 energy points, enemies within 88 meters are more inclined to engage in close combat with you rather than shooting; the morale of units in the command sequence will be restored within 30 minutes, temporarily removing negative psychological emotions."

[Morale recovery? And what do these +8s mean?]
Horatio switched to the bird's-eye view of the commanding hand, and columns of quantitative values ​​appeared on the soldier's card.

However, this value is more like a quantification of parameters based on his understanding of the combat power of the Warhammer world in his mind as a time traveler, to facilitate his assessment of the overall level of this force, so that he can quickly review it and make correct and reasonable deployments in battle.

If you separate a single soldier from a squad, you can still see his or her individual attributes.

Horatio suddenly realized what was going on and immediately verified it.

He used his mind to control the opening of the soldier card in his mind, and then the attributes of one of his personal guards appeared.

"Elite Imperial Navy Breaker Boarding Team"

"Number of people: 12/12"

『Shooting accuracy: 86』

Melee Attack: 55

『Melee Defense: 61』

Armor: 47

Morale: 65

『Endurance: 54』『Dodge: 23』

In other words, he no longer needs to spend time checking the household registration of his soldiers, and can know their training level and overall quality at a glance.

[nice one.]
"Sir? Sir!" The voice of the armed sergeant made Horatio retreat from the bird's-eye view of the commanding hand.

The sergeant handed him the bicorne that had fallen to the ground during the previous battle.

He brushed off the dust on it, put it on solemnly, took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and put on a stern and majestic look.

"Begin," he said coldly and solemnly.

The military drummers beat the drums rapidly, and the armed sailors immediately ran, formed a line, and stood guard in all directions to maintain discipline.

Under the watchful eyes of the sailors and indentures.

The surrendered Blood God servants and the contract workers who betrayed the navy had their hands tied behind their backs and their mouths stuffed with woven rope balls.

Horatio, the officer in charge, led the way, facing forward, with his back straight and his sword held upright in front of him with dignity.

The armed sergeant behind him faced the first war criminal, placed the tip of his sword against his abdomen, and retreated to the beat of the drum.

At the back, armed sailors pointed bayonets at the backs of the war criminals. To the rhythm of drums, Horatio and the armed sailors marched forward and took all the war criminals to the second-level platform without guardrails.

This unguarded deck was so intimidating that the sailors called it the "punishment deck." All executions in the fort were carried out here, so it was equipped with a sufficient number of execution equipment.

"Look, the show is about to begin."

"It would be nice if there was someone to talk to."

Some sailors who were chained to the ground as punishment for mistakes they had made during the war watched with great interest the execution that was about to begin.

The armed petty officer had already arranged for the sailors to put a noose that fluttered in the wind on the steel column suspended in mid-air.

The war criminals stood in a row, trembling. Behind each of them, an armed sailor had a bayonet pointed at their backs, and another sailor put a noose around them.

Many of the prisoners urinated, and the hot wet water soaked their trouser legs and flowed down their legs onto the ground.

They were howling and some were twisting and struggling, but they were all firmly controlled by the sailors behind them. It was a luxury for them to jump off and die.

Horatio raised his hand to signal, and the drummer stopped the beat.

"According to the Imperial Navy Navigation Law, any illegal armed invasion of Imperial Navy ships, rebels, mutinies, and wartime disobedience. The Emperor will not forgive these sins, and they will be sentenced to the most ignominious death."

Horatio announced in a loud voice: "For those who made heroic decisions in the battle, I will report your decisions truthfully to the captain. The loyal will be rewarded!"

"Yeah! Long live the commander! Hang the traitor!"

"Shame! Depravity! Die, traitor!"

"Hehe!"

Those contract workers who chose to help the Imperial Navy fight the invaders cheered, cursed and insulted the traitors who were about to be executed, and vented their inner anger and dissatisfaction.

Horatio raised his sword, the NCO blew his whistle, and the drummer began to beat his drum.

The strong hemp ropes were all tied up.

Hanging can be divided into two types: falling and hanging. The former is to push the person down from a high place and strangle the neck in an instant.

However, the navy only used the hanging method on ships. After being hanged, the victim would be hung there for a period of time to warn the enemy and rebellious crew members.

The moment Horatio swung his command sword downward.

"Pull! Hey yo! Hey!" The sailors at the back shouted and pulled the rope hard.

This is the most painful form of hanging. There is no such thing as an instant relief by having the throat cut while falling. All the prisoners can clearly feel the rope around their necks, gradually tightening, slowly pulling at their throats, hanging them in the air like strings of bacon.

The feeling of suffocation made the victim's face distorted and turned red and purple.

They swayed their bodies violently back and forth like a fish wagging its tail, and could clearly feel that death was approaching little by little.

Little did they know that the more they twisted, the more painful their death would be. But this was what everyone wanted, and it was the fate that traitors deserved.

Then the violent swaying gradually turned into involuntary shaking and twitching. Horatio could hear the painful gasps from the throats of the victims, and those who had held back their urine now urinated.

After a minute or two, the amplitude of most people's shaking became smaller and smaller, and their toes drooped down. Only a very few were still moving.

But even if they did not die of mechanical asphyxiation, their brains would die within a few minutes because the noose cut off the blood supply.

Until the last person stopped moving, a long line of traitors with faces that turned purple to black hung in the air like neat strips of bacon, swaying slightly in the wind.

Their bodies would then be thrown into the barrel of the Macrocannon and fired back at the enemy ship to prevent possible Chaos corruption.

Horatio put the sword back into its ornate scabbard, and the drummer stopped beating at this moment.

The execution was brief and quick. Because the battle was not over yet, the Imperial Navy had no time to detain these guys who were destined to die. The sooner the death penalty was executed, the safer it would be, saving a lot of potential trouble later.

Bang bang bang!
Three extremely loud cannon shots came from nowhere.

Horatio and the crew looked out through the observation portholes and saw flames gushing from the scarlet spine of the Blood Angels' Vengeance Blade.

Three huge bombardment turrets opened fire, and super-heavy shells that were even more exaggerated than those of the Mars IV macrocannon whistled and smashed straight into the hull of the Murder-class cruiser, creating a huge gap like that caused by a torpedo explosion.

"Yeah!!!" Seeing such a powerful and magnificent blow, the crew cheered excitedly.

Witnessing the largest and longest flagship-class battleship, which is extremely rare for any Space Marine Chapter, go into battle is a rare event in most sailors' lives, and it is exciting.

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