Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 416 05.0415: "Post-encounter"

"Uh...hiss..."

Horatio raised his head drowsily, took a deep breath of the air filled with the smell of sweat, body odor and some unspeakable smell, and sat up, covering his head which was aching from a hangover.

"I think I drank a little too much." He rubbed his temple and pushed the two long white legs of different lengths away from his body.

After the thrilling 1v7, he looked around and saw the mess.

The female pilots were lying in a celestial state, lying in all directions and slippery on the carpet and snoring soundly.

Even though the noise he made when he got up was not small, they were not affected at all. Today might be the first time they enjoyed such a carefree sleep since they came to Planet Far.

Veronica's sleeping posture was even more terrible, with an empty bottle of sparkling wine sandwiched between her chest. She curled up in the corner, drooling and sleeping soundly, mumbling something to herself.

"Commander... it's so full... well... come again! Another round!"

Horatio dug out a space blanket and covered each of them with it, then cleaned himself in the bathroom.

Then he carefully pulled out the military uniform that was pressed down from under the plump female body, and put it on after a simple grooming.

Should I say it was a good thing that I took it off quickly? Fortunately, the military uniform was not stained with some unspeakable liquid, so it was not too inappropriate to wear.

It seems that we have gone a bit too far, he thought helplessly, then glanced at the time. Combined with the scene outside the porthole of the officer's bedroom, it can be judged that the Indefatigable has set sail and is now heading towards Mandeville Point, preparing to make a jump.

He planned to report to the bridge now.

When he walked to the door and was about to touch the switch, the hatch opened automatically.

To be precise, it was opened from the outside.

Anya Farsha stood outside the door, looking a little tired. She was startled when she saw Horatio, who was disheveled and smelled of alcohol and powder.

Then she passed by him who had suddenly frozen, and turned her head to see the mess in the room. It was really a thrilling battle.

"Oh~"

She raised her eyebrows and understood everything in an instant.

"Ah, little Fasha, you're back." Veronica sat up in a daze, and the sweat-stained wine bottle rolled to the ground. She rubbed her eyes and subconsciously greeted the female pilot outside the door.

Suddenly, Veronica's eyes widened and she realized something.

She didn't even have time to put on her clothes. She just used her palms and arms to cover the soft flesh that was overflowing from certain parts of her body. She trotted and hid behind Horatio. She squeezed out a head with loose blonde hair from the side, stuck out her tongue and tried to get away with it. She explained:

"Because little Fasha said that she and the commander are not in a relationship, that's why we... Quack!"

"You're cheating on me, aren't you?" Fasha raised and lowered his brows, and mercilessly slashed Veronica's forehead with a knife.

"Ah, ah, ah! Don't hit my head, it will really make me stupid." The girl wanted to cry but had no tears. She covered her head, squatted on the ground and muttered with her big green eyes full of tears.

The dark-skinned female pilot took a deep breath in anger, crossed her arms in front of her, holding two heavy bombs, and turned her face away in displeasure.

[Veronica is right. He and I...were just mutually beneficial, but why do I feel so bitter in my heart...]
She thought bitterly.

After a while, she forced a reluctant smile on her face: "It seems that the team had a lot of fun with you last night, Commander."

"I brought some sparkling wine and was planning to hold a celebration party for the Skyhawk Squadron, but I found that you were not there. At first, I wanted to look for you, but Veronica said you might be here in a while, and then, um... let's get started..."

Horatio shrugged openly, looking calm.

The female pilots behind him also woke up from their hangovers and hard work.

Six heads looked at the captain outside the door one after another. Some stuck out their tongues and scratched their heads embarrassedly, while others simply covered their faces with their hands and made cute cries.

"There's really nothing you can do about these thirsty creatures. I hope they don't go too wild and cause you to lose more energy."

"It feels pretty good, actually. Just consider it as an extra reward for the Skyhawk Squadron's hard work over the past period of time. By the way, have you eaten?"

"Not yet. Do you want to join us, little captain~" "Sure. I'm going to the bridge first..."

Before Horatio could finish his words, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded in the corridor, and an ominous red light shone on everyone's suddenly frozen faces.

Horatio's brows tightened.

"Report the situation." He asked, stroking the rosary with the emblem of the nuns. As a gift from the saint, this rosary also has an integrated communication function.

"The divination department reported that traces of enemy activity were found around Mandeville Point...

Torpedo! Torpedo spotted on the starboard side! ! "Archie suddenly shouted while he was reporting.

Fasha and Horatio looked at each other in astonishment, and she immediately turned and rushed to the shuttle apron.

"Wait, Fasha! Because the fleet is preparing to make a subspace jump, all the fighter planes have folded their wings and returned to the hangar!" Horatio shouted from behind.

Seeing that the female pilot did not look back, he had no choice but to chase after her, while activating the omen fragments to judge the enemy situation.

When Fasha rushed to the shuttle apron, the Mechanical Priest was directing the slaves to fold and store her Skyhawk No. 1 spare machine.

"Stop!" she yelled as she ran. "Torpedo spotted on the starboard side! Open the shuttle ramp armored door now!"

She pulled the foldable simple cabin ladder next to her, climbed onto the fighter plane, then stepped on it and climbed into the cockpit.

The command bridge of the Indefatigable.

Before this, Commodore Peru had promoted Horatio to the position of Lord Captain of the Indefatigable, and the two of them were on duty on the routes respectively, and now was the time period that Peru was in charge of.

"Terminate the Mandeville Point subspace jump! Shut down the Geller force field and switch the energy supply to the void shield! Perform emergency maneuvers, avoid torpedoes, and prepare close-in defense guns! The entire ship will now immediately enter level one combat alert status!" Commodore Peru stood still and gave orders with clear thinking.

At the same time, he also received the enemy situation captured by Horatio using the omen fragments, and immediately dispatched the surrounding escort ship squadron to block and intercept the enemy on the starboard side of the Indefatigable.

The enemy was a sporadic greenskin ambush fleet. Their original target was the transport supply ship, but after seeing the Imperial Navy warships, they became bold and decided to launch a sneak attack.

This reckless decision is no less than a submarine actively attacking a destroyer fleet, and is a pure act of seeking death.

I can only say that maybe this is the green skin.

When Horatio caught up to the shuttle apron, Fasha had already put on his flight helmet, was operating the fighter, and was warming up the engine.

She saw Horatio and gave him a thumbs-up to indicate that he need not worry, then she pushed the throttle, rushed out of the shuttle ramp, turned smoothly in an arc in the air, and flew towards the incoming torpedo.

"Hehehe, these shrimps, I knew they were going to leave from here."

Kaguk, the greenskin warrior hiding in the shadows of the void, was unwilling to accept his defeat by Horatio in the battle outside the planet Fal.

After thinking for a while, it went around in a big circle and ran to the "birth point" of the Imperial Fleet to wait.

The original intention was to launch a sneak attack on a few supply ships to recover their health, but unexpectedly, they encountered an Imperial Navy fleet preparing to make a subspace jump as soon as they arrived.

Their warships hid in the thermocline of nearby gas clouds and asteroid belts to avoid scanning and detection by escort ships, and launched torpedoes and bombers at the right time.

"Redeploy the fighters in storage!" Horatio was dispatching the fighters at the shuttle apron. Since most of the fighters were folded and stored at this time, it would take some time to redeploy them.

Even though the female pilots of the Sky Eagle Squadron ran over in dishevel, they had no fighter planes available and could only stare at the tarmac.

But letting Fasha attack alone is not a solution.

The risk was too great, especially since he had just seen from the Mechanical Priest's data pad that Fasha's backup machine had lifted the security protocol.

"Father, deploy that plane immediately!" Horatio pointed at the Skyhawk 1, which was towed back to the Indefatigable for repairs after the crash of Fasha.

"Captain Lord, the fighter plane numbered HE001 has only undergone basic functional repairs and has not yet undergone aerodynamic testing." The priest reminded.

"Deploy it, and I will handle any problems that may arise afterwards." Horatio raised his iron hand, and a link synapse extended from the end of his finger.

(End of this chapter)