Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 492 06.0491: "Wolf Kings Exhausted from Battle"

This was the most breathtaking moment of the entire battle.

The Tau Empire's commerce raiders, the Epic, and even all the surrounding commerce raiders are watching closely. This attack will not only decide the outcome, but also decide life and death, and will also affect the direction of the subsequent battle.

The Tau Empire light cruiser made an emergency turn, while the torpedo was flying straight towards the enemy without any control. According to the calculation results of the Thinker, the enemy's maneuverability seemed to be enough to avoid it.

The Envoy-class ship was making a sharp turn under the captain's personal control, with all thrusters turned to maximum, turning sharply to the left at an arc of 16 degrees per second.

The torpedo rushed towards its manta ray-like right fin, and was just seconds away from a successful hit.

While turning, the light cruiser fired all its firepower in the direction of the Epic.

Regardless of whether it was close-in firepower or not, railgun shells and ion beams flew past the Epic's hull, and even the Seeker missile bay had been opened.

The Epic was accelerating away, with her stern facing the hunter that was chasing her. If the torpedo missed, then the enemy who had successfully maneuvered would surely be able to hit the engine facing the light cruiser when returning fire.

At that time, the Epic will be unable to escape, and if it does not surrender, it will be completely destroyed.

Even the most senior Tech-Priests had to admit the effectiveness of the Tau Empire's artificial intelligence assistance in shooting.

The Epic's stern projection is only slightly wider than the bow, making it difficult to hit as a maneuvering target in a space naval battle, but not completely impossible to hit.

Among the scattered hits, the most dangerous one was a railgun shell that hit the middle section of the Epic's bridge directly. It ignored the armor and adamantine and gouged a hole 30 meters in diameter like a hot knife through butter, and the bridge structure was partially damaged.

Fortunately, it only destroyed several officers' lounges on the left side, and at such a time, because no one was resting inside, no officers were injured or killed. The biggest loss was nothing more than some personal property and collections.

"God bless you." Horatio muttered to himself as the last star-like trail of the torpedo was reflected in his eyes.

"Turn!"

The Envoy's ion engine was loaded to maximum capacity, and the reactor emitted a terrifying, piercing hum.

The ship's firepower rushed outward, creating several layers of fire nets.

It can be seen that it is trying its best to evade. Whether the Epic can escape through counterattack depends on whether the enemy can survive this final moment.

The Envoy class turned rapidly, and at the last second before the right fin swept past, the torpedo hit the outermost part of the right fin.

Flames erupted instantly, and the powerful explosion was like a giant's hand, tearing apart the right fin of the giant manta ray.

Debris scattered, some of it heading for the bridge.

"Everyone get out of the way!"

As the Fire Caste's commander shouted a warning, the bridge was smashed through by debris, and huge pieces of burning red debris flew over the commander's head.

The crew members in the side corridor jumped away in panic, but before they could react further, more fragments pierced the rear armor of the bridge.

The commander of the commerce raider was knocked down by the powerful impact, and before he could get up, the collapsed debris flew towards his field of vision.

"what!"

He let out a scream, his eyes went dark, and he felt the world spinning.

After a long time, one of his eyes regained some vision.

He felt sore all over his body, especially his face, which was numb and had no feeling at all.

The commander released his hands from covering his face and looked at the cyan blood flowing on Indigo's hands.

The fragments of the eyeball fell into his hands, mixed with light blue mucus.

"Is this...my...eyes?" He fell to his knees, muttering to himself.

The bridge fell into chaos. The crew members who were still able to move cooperated with the drone bees to carry out damage control repairs. High-density fire-fighting foam was sprayed everywhere, and the emergency barrier built by the bee swarm blocked the torn gap.

The damage to the light cruiser was neither light nor serious. The torpedo only hit the fin part, which had little effect on the firepower output of the entire warship, but brought great inconvenience to navigation and control.

The commerce raider was slanting and limping as it flew. It had a visible deviation and had to stop for a while to correct its course. Both she and the Epic had caused some damage to their respective bridges, so it was barely a draw.

At this time, the Epic was no longer able to expand her victory - she only had the last torpedo in the front silo left.

Now that the enemy fleet was about to arrive at the scene, she no longer had any trump cards to fight against this opponent who was one weight class higher than her and was only slightly injured.

"Allow maximum speed of 8 void knots, restart the shadow field, let's get out of here."

Horatio turned around while driving the adamantium command throne, looking from afar at his opponent who was getting farther and farther away while putting out the fire and performing emergency repairs, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a white velvet glove.

Both the enemy and us have fought to exhaustion and neither has the ability or time to take huge risks to expand the results of the battle.

This fight also made Horatio realize that his opponent was also a guy who was as experienced and difficult as him.

On the Epic, there was silence at first, but soon, everyone on the ship burst into enthusiastic cheers for surviving the disaster and making a fortune.

All the crew members raised their arms and shouted the captain's heroic name. In the ecstasy of surviving the disaster and having won a great victory, no one cared whether the gamble just now would destroy everyone.

Everyone was thinking about the bounty that the Imperial Navy had promised them in the contract, and many had already envisioned their future happy and fulfilling lives in Abyss Port in their minds.

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They are already imagining a bright future. After returning home with medals and honors, they will divide the bonus into several parts and decide what to do with the first part and what to do with the second part.

There was an atmosphere of excitement and relaxation in the cabin.

Even the injured people, ignoring the ship's doctor's dissuasion, celebrated enthusiastically until one of them tore his freshly stitched wound and cried out in pain, and then they continued to lie down obediently.

In this adventure, the Epic did not suffer many casualties, but achieved an extremely fruitful result. Judging from the actual price paid and the gains, the Epic made a lot of money, even though the process was full of dangers that could have capsized if the crew was not careful.

As the victory was signaled, new encrypted communications were sent out.

In the relatively stable ocean of spiritual energy in the Extreme Star Domain, this star message was transmitted unexpectedly quickly.

The Gothic Fleet Expeditionary Battle Group, Ultramar Headquarters, and the Gothic Fleet General Staff all received surprising rewards from a corner of this vast front.

"I think I didn't make a mistake." The man in the gorgeous general's uniform stood in the magnificent and elegant palace of Macragge, looking at the birds and flowers outside the window, groping for the wooden pipe in his hand, taking a leisurely puff of smoke and said.

"Of course, Admiral Jervis. Major Cochrane has proven his courage and tactics with his actions. As I told you, he is a bold and aggressive offensive commander, but he is very confident when he is aggressive. Although we don't know what strange ideas he will come up with, he always succeeds."

Admiral Venuska Kataria, the current head of the Gothic Fleet, pointed at the newly printed propaganda poster on the Thinker array and said, "I think these propaganda will have a positive effect on the front line."

At this time, although the Imperial Army took the initiative to launch the Second Damocles Gulf Offensive, the progress on all fronts was not actually smooth. In order to ensure morale, the Imperial high-level officials consciously concealed the news in propaganda and launched a larger propaganda offensive than the Tau Empire to drown out the negative remarks that would lead to low morale.

Every invasion by the Imperial Army aroused stubborn resistance on the local planet. Faced with the concerted resistance at the planetary level, the offensive operations of various units were difficult.

The news that the First Attack Squadron had won a great victory and that the young lieutenant commander had led the attack fleet to destroy an entire Tau Empire trade fleet was an inspiration to senior commanders on all fronts.

The rebels need weapons. Without pulse railguns, sticks alone are not enough to resist the Imperial army's occupation of the planet.

"The Empire needs heroes, and Spyr's son has proved through his actions that he is the ideal hero that people need."

Admiral Jervis crossed the resume of the Navy's colonel-level officers in the Hazy Star Region, and the handwritten updated military merit points and reputation points in Horatio Cochrane's file.

After his latest outstanding combat success, the converted reputation points were more than enough to fill the last point of his progress bar for promotion to lieutenant colonel. Of course, the excess would not be wasted.

"Adhering to the principle of open and fair demonstration of military merit, it is time for the Speyer heir to serve as the captain of a class ship and make greater contributions to the empire."

Admiral John Jervis, one of the main members of the Hazy Star Domain Naval Committee and the review officer, stamped the authorization stamp on Horatio's resume, adding the last stroke to Horatio's long race from captain to lieutenant colonel, which had been ongoing since the expedition to Far Star.

After all, for Horatio, the status of Lieutenant Commander was just an unexpected surprise. He had been aiming to be the captain of a classified ship from the beginning.

Not long after, a brand new commission for a naval lieutenant colonel was being written in the interior ministry's establishment office by a psychic seal-granting officer using the Emperor's psychic ink that was like liquid gold.

However, it will probably take quite some time to officially deliver the small-class ship with the ability to navigate in the subspace, which represents the real power behind this parchment commission, from the Hazy Star Region to the Extreme Star Region.

(End of this chapter)