Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 446 06.0445: "A Life-threatening Attack (Part )"

Father Lati used the source power circuit to connect to the Epic, and monitored the direction of the torpedo through the peripheral cameras on the Epic's hull.

Facing the incoming ion close-in defense cannon, Lati's delicate face, which seemed not alive, remained calm, and the torpedo twisted nimbly like a water snake.

On the bridge.

"May the Emperor bless us. Estimated hit countdown, 10...9...8..."

He took out the pocket watch given to him by Thei, stopped the watch and recited silently.

The long whip of fire dragged by the ion cannon was getting closer and closer to the torpedo, and was about to catch up with the torpedo.

The railgun on the rear spine of the ship also aimed at the Epic again, flashing a blue light.

"Captain! The laser sensor is sounding the alarm! The enemy's artillery has locked onto our bridge. Please quickly move to a safe area!" First Mate Archie advised Horatio to leave.

"No, I'm right here."

"7...6."

The torpedo entered the close defense warning zone of the Orca-class destroyer, and dense decoy bombs spurted out, covering all aspects of interference including light, heat, noise, electromagnetic wave sources, etc., which could counter almost all guidance methods.

But these blue-skinned aliens made a mistake. The torpedo fired by the Epic was wire-guided.

Wire-guided torpedoes do have many flaws: after the torpedo is fired, the ship cannot make a large angle turn to prevent the guide from being pulled off; the torpedo tube responsible for towing the wire cannot be loaded with torpedoes before hitting the target, otherwise the wire will also be cut.

But within the distance of the wire, it can move flexibly and freely, remotely controlled by the engineer's wise brain. Even if the flight distance exceeds the length of the wire, it can rush in the direction of the last command, or cooperate with the torpedo guidance head for self-guidance.

There is no doubt that wire guidance is still the most reliable and interference-resistant torpedo guidance method even in the 41st millennium.

"Captain! You must evade immediately. The enemy's railgun is about to charge and fire at the bridge!"

"3...2..." Horatio remained unmoved and continued to count. He believed that the enemy would never be able to fire this shot because Iron Hand did not send any passive warning.

Moreover, one of the captain's duties is to ensure the morale of the command level and to supervise whether the officers are correctly executing the orders he issued.

He looked at Louise, who was already exhausted and had sweat on her forehead. She was commanding the operations department to take countermeasures in a somewhat flustered manner.

"Take it easy, Louise. Macrocannon turn and correct 3 degrees to the left."

"Yes! Captain. Correct three degrees to the left, that's right! Aim at the enemy's weapons and fire!" Louise immediately understood Horatio's intention and gave the order to the artillery officer to fire.

A macro cannon was fired first, hitting the twin-mounted light railgun in the middle of the Orca-class destroyer, blowing the turret into pieces, which floated away into fragments.

But there was still a railgun that was almost fully charged and was aimed at the bridge of the Epic.

"Captain! Perform an evasive maneuver to the lower plane and turn left at the same time. Don't be too fast to prevent the wire from breaking." Horatio issued another maneuver instruction that would not affect the wire index too much.

"Yes! Captain! Rudder left!"

As the Epic's command bridge became increasingly busy, at the bottom of the bridge, in the torpedo control room.

"I got you, Fufufu~"

Father Lati shook his chest, which was tightly wrapped in the holy vestment, and chuckled in a charming and familiar way that made people confused.

At the moment when he was about to be caught up by the ion cannon line.

The huge Helios torpedo suddenly changed its course downward like a diver, and after avoiding the line of fire, it almost immediately raised its head and rushed straight to the belly of the destroyer.

Puff! Whoosh!
The entire hull seemed to be pierced by Thor's spear. In the blink of an eye, the violent and fierce explosion separated the warship from its head.

No alien could survive an explosion that engulfed the entire ship.

The terrifying blue energy light of the magnetic track acceleration coil disappeared from everyone's sight. Everyone on the ship breathed a sigh of relief, and many people were shocked to find that they were already covered in cold sweat.

"We finished her off!"

"yeah!"

With danger lurking around them, the officers and soldiers on the bridge cheered.

Horatio just put his hands behind his officer uniform, pursed his lips, said nothing, and stared straight at the wreckage of the destroyer that was still burning and exploding in the void. "Xiaoyao, do you think Captain Horatio was scared just now?" Thei leaned against the No. 1 gate, crossed his arms leisurely, and asked his female companion with a sweet smile.

"I don't think he's afraid." The young accountant said, her hands holding the book had left wet fingerprints on the book:

"He was like saying to the other side, 'This is a duel. Either you die or I die.' Perhaps it was because of his calm courage in the face of danger that he was able to achieve what he has today."

"You make sense." Thei looked at the white velvet gloves tightly grasped behind Horatio's back and smiled meaningfully.

"Gentlemen, the battle is not over yet." Horatio unconsciously clenched and twisted his white velvet gloves, looking out the porthole at the sea of ​​fire and said:
"It's time to use the macro cannon to eliminate those transport ships that are still lingering in orbit."

He breathed a sigh of relief. The gloves he was tightly clenching in his hands were already soaked with sweat. With a little force, he could even squeeze water out.

This aftermath made him unconsciously recall the confrontation just now. With lingering fear, he reviewed the entire raid in his mind again.

He thought carefully and checked every instruction and operation he had issued, considering with a reflective mindset whether there was a better decision.

Afraid? Of course he was afraid. Who dares to say that he is not afraid of death at all? That is the instinctive emotion of living things.

But in this kind of game, he will put all fears behind him, and his mind will only instill in himself all the time, "I didn't lose, I will win, and it's you who will die, not me."

With this calm and slightly rebellious self-confidence, his adrenaline is surging and he will put all his thoughts into the life-and-death battle in front of him, without being affected by negative emotions.

After winning the battle, the lingering fear of having narrowly escaped death will help him to quickly and carefully review the battle and draw experience so that he can perform better when encountering similar situations in the future.
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Rewind time to before the First Attack Squadron launches a torpedo attack on the Tau Empire's transport fleet in orbit.

Basol ground, eight-hole one-three battle zone.

"Three-three formation! Watch the sides!"

"The high point has been taken! Heavy weapons team, set up firepower and cover the open area."

The officers and soldiers of the Zhendan Triumphal Army deployed their battle formations in an orderly manner. Although they suffered some casualties in the previous encounter, they quickly cooperated with the Astartes Brothers of the Ultramarines to gain a foothold, and skillfully engaged in street fighting according to the tactical regulations of Ultramar rather than the manual of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

They also do not blindly believe the rumors that the Tau Empire's troops are weak in close combat. As long as they seize the opportunity, the Zhendan Triumphant Army will crush the enemy's front line with its fierce firepower, and cooperate with the Space Marines and main battle tanks, rolling forward like an unshakable bulldozer.

When the situation seemed to be stable, suddenly, a large number of huge wasps with flapping wings flew over, covering the sky.

These wasp aliens, called Malko, are extremely fast. Their wings will flash a high-frequency vibration that is difficult for human ears to detect. The handheld neutron blasters will also cause terrible damage to the imperial soldiers and bunkers within the range, similar to the heavy Incinerator plasma weapons of the human empire.

These aliens came and went like the wind, and their whereabouts were hard to track. Many soldiers were unaware of the threat above their heads and had their bodies shattered by neutron weapons.

Even if they discovered them, the laser guns in their hands could not keep up with the speed of the Wasps flying in the sky.

The Triumphal Commandos that controlled the tower were their main targets. Once the terminal was taken by the Tau Empire's armed forces, all Imperial officers and soldiers within a radius of several kilometers would be exposed to these aerial hunters.

The Tiger Commandos held their positions and launched a fierce counterattack with the Ultramar precision-crafted Hell Guns in their hands.

Whoosh! A neutron explosion hit the corridor.

Several commandos leaped forward, trying to evade the attack and get into cover, but were unsuccessful.

"Damn it! These bastards!" The commando sergeant adjusted his round-frame glasses which were broken during an evasive tactical maneuver, turned his head to look at the bloodstains of a commando's corpse stuck on the wall, and cursed angrily.

He then adjusted the Hell Gun to its maximum firing rate, leaned out from behind the cover, and swept towards the Tau Empire tactical team defending the terminal. He shot down several Fire Warriors who were crouching and preparing to infiltrate the first floor, and successfully suppressed the other restless Fire Warrior teams.

Just as the Wasp Men were dominating the sky with impunity, a string of heavy explosive arrows shot into the sky, quickly shooting down several Wasp Men and blasting them in mid-air, and their disgusting dark green body fluids fell sparsely on the ground.

Several Land Speeders rushed over, protecting the Rhino troop carriers.

Half a company of Astartes jumped down from behind.

"Battle-brother, we must support these mortals."

"Tactical focus! Focus fire on the Wasp Alien."

As tactical orders were given, the Astartes of the Doom Eagle Regiment used their advanced aiming systems and extraordinary reaction abilities after genetic modification, raised their bolters or other special weapons, and used fierce firepower to accurately annihilate the Wasps running around in the sky.

Suddenly, the Astartes on the far side sensed some unnoticed movement.

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(End of this chapter)