Chapter 158 03.0157: "The Fierce Emperor Raptor"

GALALALALALAL!!!

The Indefatigable began to tremble violently.

The force of the impact even exceeded the grip threshold of the magnetic boots.

"Ah!!!" a scream.

Horatio and Farida flew into the air.

At the moment before the two of them crashed into the bulkhead, Horatio hugged Farida tightly and protected her with his body.

Boom!
Horatio catapulted to action, his back hitting the bulkhead, and Farida fell into his arms.

A deafening roar that echoed throughout the airspace attracted everyone's attention.

The cultists who were covering their melted facial features flew up instantly, crashing into the red-hot cabin wall at an extremely fast speed and turned into a pool of meat paste.

The loose flesh was instantly roasted by the blazing hot cabin wall, first causing the Maillard reaction, then rapidly began to carbonize, becoming burnt black and pungent.

Some of the boarding pods that were luckily launched crashed into the indestructible plow-shaped platinum armored bow and instantly turned into exploding fireworks, leaving only a tiny scratch on the magnificent silver-white bow.

boom! ! ! !

The huge power ram was like a super dagger, stabbing straight into the body of the Slaughter-class cruiser.

All cabins hit by the power ram instantly disintegrated into molecular debris.
The force was so great that even the Skull-Oath Astartes inside were sent flying, crashing through several layers of solid bulkheads. Some of their internal organs were shattered, while others were fused with the ceramic steel armor, turning into an invisible and disgusting mass.

Many people inside died in unclear, worthless, humiliating and cowardly ways.

The Doomsday-class battlecruisers bring final doom to the Emperor's enemies.

The bulky hull of the Slaughter-class cruiser began to shift.

Under the power of the Indefatigable, the Slaughter-class was violently pushed and crashed into the Slaughter-class cruiser on her starboard side.

boom! !

The hulls of the two Chaos Cruisers collided, and the side hulls were torn into countless pieces.

Two Chaos Cruisers that had brought destruction and terror to countless worlds were knocked off course by the Imperial Navy's battlecruisers, causing them to deviate severely and become unbalanced, and were poked out of their intended attack line like kebabs.

They didn't even encounter the Blade of Vengeance, but they suffered heavy casualties.

The whole process was enough to make Khorne cover his eyes and click his tongue, it was extremely shameful.

Aboard the Indefatigable.

"Horatio, are you okay?" Farida helped Horatio up in fear.

"Hehe...cough! Cough cough cough!" Horatio took a deep breath, slowly sat up, and coughed violently.

He rubbed his aching chest.

Fortunately, he maintained the Hell Soldier's daily exercise. His tight chest and abdominal muscles, which made him look thin when dressed and muscular when undressed, protected his organs and ribs.

[It’s better for girls to have some flesh on their backs. It really hurts when bones poke people.]
"I'm fine, how about you?" he asked with difficulty.

Although he said he was fine, Farida knew from the pain she was in that he was hit hard.

"Thank you. I'm fine too." Farida smiled timidly.

She pulled Horatio up from the ground, and together they returned to the command array.

Horatio saw that in one of the nutrient solution tanks, the person's brain was shaking.

If the Indefatigable was like this when it attacked the enemy, it is hard to imagine how tragic the situation was inside the enemy ship.

[I'm afraid that hell is what it is like inside.]
After the ram impact, the Indefatigable was stuck at the moment before the plasma engine exploded, ending the engine overload.

The huge hull of the Indefatigable scraped past the half-damaged hull of the Slaughter-class cruiser, sparks flying everywhere.

Commodore Peru has known the respectable old woman of the Indefatigable for so many years. He has been on this battleship since he was a candidate officer, shuttling in the corridors like blood vessels, and spent half of his life, which is equivalent to half of his life for most imperial people who cannot afford life-extending surgery.

He knew the old lady's limits very well. He was the one who knew her best, and she was his closest comrade.

The Indefatigable successfully bought the battle barge Vengeance Blade the maximum amount of evasive time necessary for the Void Whale to gain distance.

The battle will turn into a standard void battle between fleets.

The Slaughter-class cruiser, which had suffered less damage, kept maneuvering, trying to distance itself from the Slaughter-class cruiser whose hull was intertwined with its own.

Her pilots had no regard for the Indefatigable, who had brought them such humiliation, at least not before they had captured the Vengeful Blade.

She rushed towards the Blade of Vengeance in a shuttle-like shape.

The battle barge fired a salvo from its starboard cannon, but the advantage of the shuttle-shaped hull was evident at this time.

The frontal area of ​​the shuttle-shaped hull was very small, and only two of the five macro cannons of the battle barge hit the target.

The Slaughter-class cruiser sped past, fired a salvo, and then began to turn.

The meaning was obvious, she was going to launch the boarding bay!
call!--

Suddenly, just above her in a higher plane, a void fighter dragged a series of fireworks and attacked.

The Starhawk bombers and Thunderhawk gunships began to dive and speed down.

The Starhawk is not as sturdy as the Thunderhawk gunship because its design sacrifices armor in order to carry more bombs.

The 16 dived Starhawk bombers aimed their noses at the important target - the armament turret on the Slaughter-class cruiser.

After the Mechanicus technical acolyte Mingchang entered the binary code of Hymn of Rage on board.

The front bomb bay of the Starhawk bomber opened immediately, and 10 huge and powerful Kraken anti-ship missiles fell in free fall. Their tails began to ignite one after another in mid-air, like a whip wielded by an angel, crisscrossing and dancing, and rushing towards the target locked by the wetware in the warhead.

160 powerful anti-ship missiles caused huge damage to the enemy ship, instantly destroying more than half of the close-in defense turrets on one side and tearing apart part of the giant artillery battery.

The Thunderhawk gunboat also fired 32 missiles.

But compared to the missile payload of the Star Hawk, the Thunder Hawk gunboat is indeed a bit lacking.

Deathwing then opened the central bomb bay.

Although several of them were shot down by close-range fire from two Chaos Cruisers that were close to each other, they turned into huge void flames with blue plasma disturbances in them.

But a Starhawk's huge bomb bay can carry 40 plasma bombs, and combined with the Thunderhawk's 6 hanging points, it is enough to deal a heavy blow to the enemy ship.

The Starhawks flew side by side in a 'four-finger' pattern, and the bombs began to be dropped at an interval of one per second under the settings of the engineering technical monks.

They roared and began to fall in a long string, emitting death screams in the air, causing the cult crew below to tremble uncontrollably.

Groups of dark blue ions blasted holes in the hull of the Slaughter-class ship.

Anything immediately below would be roasted to a crisp by the powerful plasma ball.

boom!
A huge artillery battery exploded, sending the rotating turret flying into the air. Two Starhawks quickly dodged and avoided the deadly wreckage.

Slaughter-class stubbornly carried out the plan her master asked her to do.

It was still getting close, but after all this tossing and turning, it was almost stuck at the outermost edge of the maximum distance of the boarding capsule.

This distance is hundreds of kilometers, which exceeds the gun range specified by the Imperial Navy (1 kilometers).

Under the pressure of her master, she stubbornly launched thousands of landing assault craft. Only assault craft with their own engines could fly so far.

But assault boats are not as fast as boarding craft and are larger in size, although they can carry more people.

At this time, the Void Eagle hovering above their heads took action.

The Fury-class interceptors were like divine eagles, with their razor-sharp claws spread out as they rushed towards the boarding assault boats.

　The water from the flood is so dirty that my house has become a mess (sad)
　　Please give me a monthly ticket and a recommendation ticket, QAQ thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)