Chapter 155 03.0154: "Two pieces of bread with cheese?"

"The No. 260 Macro Cannon Armed Forces suffered about 442 casualties, the sailors suffered about casualties, and the contract workers were short of people..."

"The inspection and clearance of each cabin will be completed in about 15 minutes."

"The weapons reserves that were issued have been collected, and the number of damaged items has been compiled into a list. Please review it, sir. There are approximately 40 missing firearms. We will try our best to find them."

The warrant officers reported one by one in an orderly manner according to the established order.

Behind Horatio stood a footman who knew a little clerical skills, busy recording the warrant officers' reports and compiling the data for Horatio, an officer.

"Get them done, gentlemen. We have to do our work carefully."

Horatio picked up the sandwich in front of him and took a slow bite, trying not to swallow the words of the warrant officers along with the sandwich.

The high-quality Grox pork tendon sausage is very much to his liking. The rich meat aroma fills the air after one bite. The meat is firm and the tendon is chewy.

Chewing it carefully, the sweet, salty and tender meat leaves a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth. It is very delicious, and the air exhaled from your nose is filled with the delicious meaty smell.

The best Black Label Grox ham is a strategic reserve material specially supplied to nobility and naval officers.

It is said that these Ham families have served the officers and nobles for almost as long as the Great Crusade has lasted until today.

Just a thin slice embodies the traditional craftsmanship of the ham family for thousands of years.

With a hint of saltiness, the fresh meaty aroma of the premium ingredients is like champagne gushing out after being shaken, which makes people immersed in it and leave an endless aftertaste.

Served with the fresh and rich cream mushroom soup sprinkled with chopped ham, the taste makes people feel instantly relaxed and happy, forgetting the depression brought by the fierce battle, and plays a very good role in regulating mood.

After tasting each slice individually, Horatio finally took a big bite of the sandwich.

The sandwiches he put together out of his instinctive pursuit of deliciousness are a perfect combination of the sweetness of animal butter, the slightly burnt wheat aroma of freshly made bread, and the slightly salty and elegant meat. They have rich taste layers and distinct textures, which whets one's appetite and makes one feel happy.

But Horatio didn't plan to eat too much. The purpose of a simple meal was to replenish energy. Eating too much might cause seasickness in the subsequent battle. If he vomited, it would not be worth it.

He had also discovered that the warrant officers were beginning to feel uncomfortable with the aura emanating from Farida, who was an untouchable.

They all had big appetites, but none of them ate much. Only Horatio ate with gusto.

After eating a sandwich that Horatio had prepared for her, Farida was about seven-tenths full, which was just the right amount of food.

[Hmm~ This guy really understands my taste, just right.]
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, wiped her lips decently, and then applied lip gloss when no one was around.

Horatio could see that the sandwich he made was very much to her liking, and she was in a good mood after having eaten her fill.

"Since everyone has almost finished eating, let's stop here for this meal report. Everyone please choose some food to take back. From now on, we need to stay alert at our posts and be fully alert."

Horatio knew how to take care of his men. He knew that they didn't eat much and would be hungry again later, so he let them eat and pack up their food before returning to their posts.

"Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!" The warrant officers saluted Horatio respectfully.

These veteran crew members born in the void are very pure. If you treat them well and lead them to victory, they will become your reliable backing.

Give them the respect and rewards they deserve, and they will be as simple and reliable as loyal hounds, willing to protect you with their lives.

Horatio nodded to them, then straightened his collar and stood in front of the command formation.

The servants quickly removed the tableware and tablecloths, and another group of people quickly cleaned up and lit incense to provide a clean and spacious command environment for the two officers.

Horatio quickly proofread it himself based on the integrated figures written down by the servant on paper.

After confirmation, the situation of the artillery fort was reported to the Operations Department, and an application was made for additional combat personnel and ammunition to be dispatched.

He performed his duties and also gestured to Farida what she needed to learn and pay attention to.

The brief report communication is over.

"You are indeed an excellent naval officer and a good teacher." Farida whispered beside him, the corners of her lips unconsciously curled into a delicate arc.

"Thank you for the compliment." Hearing Farida's sudden praise, Horatio chuckled softly, looking at the observation window with a smile on his face.

"The combat readiness rest will end in five minutes. All officers please pay attention to the time. The patrol military inspector will conduct a routine inspection of the rest status." The voice of Captain Sterling came from the sound array above.

Horatio's area of ​​responsibility had already fulfilled every single task, and even if the military inspectors came here for a random inspection, they would only give him a full score on his performance evaluation form.

dong dong.

Heavy footsteps were heard from outside.

[Astartes' footsteps?] Horatio was familiar with the sound.

He turned and looked at the side door of the command platform.

Under the astonished gazes of countless sailors and boarding crew members, a team of Blood Angels Astartes Brothers walked to the second macro-cannon command platform on the port side.

The mortals knelt one after another. This was the first time for most of the mortals here to see the legendary Space Marines in their lives.

Many people even thought that they were just myths to boost morale of the empire.

The mortal crew members were both excited and terrified.

Some people who are interested in Space Marine lore recognize the winged golden blood drops on their shoulder armor.

"God-Emperor, it's His Holy Blood Angel..." the boarding team axe soldier kneeling on the ground murmured in a trembling voice.

"What?" the sergeant asked in a low voice.

"I have seen them before. They are the angels of Sanguinius..."

The people around him almost popped their eyes out.

Today is the Feast of Sanguinius, and the son of the great Primarch appears before us. Auspicious sign! This is a great sign!

Many people immediately knelt down and prayed for blessings.

The Blood Angels walked quickly past them and stood in front of the command platform.

"We're looking for Horatio Cochrane. A naval officer." A Blood Angels sergeant called inside.

"It's me." Horatio was a little surprised.

The Blood Angels actually came all the way to find him.

The people next to him were almost shocked.

These Emperor's Angels of Death... actually came all the way to find a mortal officer.

[Could it be that my superior has caused some trouble?] Someone made a wild guess.

The boarders who served as Horatio's guards knelt on the ground and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Among the Blood Angels, Brother Romain Rolland, blindfolded with a black robe of the Holy Rose, walked to the front.

"Lord Romain Rolland?"

Horatio was surprised: "You woke up? How do you feel now?"

"Thanks to you, everything is fine now." Brother Romain Rolland nodded to Horatio.

This action made the mortals nearby even more confused.

The Emperor's demigod actually greets a mortal???

Everyone on the artillery command platform who saw this scene had their worldviews refreshed.

Horatio smiled bitterly, because he knew that another wave of increasingly exaggerated rumors would probably spread among the crew.

"We will take the Thunderhawk back to our battle barge. I want to express my gratitude to you before we leave. Is my chainsword still working well?"

"She is perfect, my lord." Horatio gave a very high evaluation to the Immaculate Angel Whip.

Brother Romain Rolland smiled, and even with his eyes blindfolded, his smile was extremely handsome.

"May she always be by your side in your future expeditions, and help you to kill all enemies of the empire, brave warrior, Horatio Cochrane."

"May your future always be under the divine glory of the Emperor and Sanguinius, my lord."

The two said goodbye to each other like close friends, and their words and actions were full of respect for each other.

Even Farida opened her mouth in shock, looking back and forth between Horatio and the Blood Angels.

"Captain Horatio... is... friends with the Emperor's Angel of Death???"

The naval soldiers next to them were completely stunned in the silence.

On this extraordinary Sanguinius Festival, their three perspectives were forcibly refreshed time and time again.
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On the damaged Cobra frigate on the outermost alert.

"Captain, the combat readiness rest has been very effective. Thank God, the troops that the Indefatigable has transported to us have played a very important supporting role."

"Very good, pass on some thanks to Commodore Peru." The female captain wiped the sweat off her face, took a breath with lingering fear, and asked the ship's attendant to hand her a glass of wine to moisten her throat.

With the wine still in his throat, the warrant officer serving as the chief aviator suddenly shouted.

"Captain, warp fluctuations detected! The readings are surging! God-Emperor above... this is... a warp jump!!"

"What?" The female captain was choked by the wine she was swallowing. The red and purple wine dyed the elegant silk scarf at her collar red.

"verify!"

"Confirmed! Captain, it is indeed a subspace jump fluctuation!" the lieutenant of the lookout department confirmed.

"Communications Department! Send a warning signal to the Indefatigable immediately!" the female captain stood up and shouted.

"It has been conveyed!"

In the void, the early warning signal sent by this Cobra-class frigate spread to all nearby ships in a very short time like a lit beacon.

Inside the command bridge of the Indefatigable.

"Captain, we have received an early warning message from the destroyer 'Starfire'. In the Northwest Passage, a subspace jump fluctuation has been detected at a place suspected to be a potential Mandeville point 9 void chains away from our ship!" Lieutenant Sterling calmly reported to Commodore Peru.

Suddenly, Captain Sterling frowned.

"Captain, there is another subspace jump wave coming from the 10 to 13 void links in the south. We are caught in the middle."

Brigadier General Edward Perroux frowned.

But as a veteran who has served the Imperial Navy for decades, this is not the first time he has seen such a scene.

Or should we say, when has the Imperial Navy not been attacked by the Empire's enemies who came out in full force?
These cowards don't have the courage to fight one-on-one with the warships manned by the excellent Imperial Navy, so they can only hope to use wolf pack tactics and defeat the master with random punches.

"Have each small ship squadron keep an eye on the two jump rifts. Once the number and type of ships are identified, report immediately. Lieutenant, sound the first-level combat readiness alarm again and have everyone get from combat readiness rest to combat status."

"As you command, Captain."

[What Horatio said was right. And he attacked from both sides?]
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