Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 497 06.0496: "Kill the enemy! Make money! Get a wife!"

Twenty minutes ago.

"Found it! The comparison passed, and the newly discovered target was verified to be the 'Pure White Mayflower' pilgrimage ship. Skyhawk One has witnessed and confirmed it!" Louise broadcast the real-time beacon to the captain's command throne.

"The attacking enemy ship was a Kroot Clan sphere, which was equipped with rotating missile launchers on both sides of the sphere. They were in submerged mode and directly ambushed and boarded the Pure White Mayflower.

After the clan ball approached, it directly released a boarding bridge on the side of the pilgrim ship to block the pilgrim ship, and continuously transported troops into the latter. "First mate Collingwood quickly tapped the keys in front of the Thinker Array while quickly scanning the data flowing like a waterfall in front of him, and summarized the report.

"Dive into the gas cloud. This last torpedo will dismantle their filthy clan balls right in the middle, directly severing their connection with the pilgrimage ship!"

The hungry wolf emerged from the darkness unnoticed.

At this time, there was an atmosphere of restlessness on the Kroot Clan Ball. All the man-eating aliens were cheering for the upcoming fresh meal, and no one noticed the danger hidden in the shadows.

This is not the hallmark style of the Imperial Navy - they would first gather a large fleet and then rush over in a mighty force.

Regardless of the strength, the momentum must be maximized first.

So these Kroot didn't pay attention to anything other than the targets automatically highlighted by the scanner, and of course, they couldn't see the Epic, which was filtered out as a floating asteroid.

Just like that, the Epic opened a shadow field in the darkness, and the figure disappeared in the gas cloud in an instant.

The target still did not respond, and torpedo officer Fideo easily calibrated the torpedo's course.

As a series of process checks before the launch of the thermonuclear warhead were completed, the torpedo body was ignited in the countdown. The last torpedo on the Epic, carrying a nuclear detonation warhead, was shot out from the dark torpedo shaft and sped away.

Horatio frowned as he watched the torpedoes head toward their target.

He could no longer receive any communications from inside the pilgrimage ship, and all he could hear was some noise from short-range internal communications.

[Please don't die, Sister. After the battle of the Heavenly Maiden Church, I promised to take you out to relax. Unfortunately, I haven't found the time to fulfill this promise until today.]
This slightly off-topic thought just reflected the deep concerns in his heart.

boom!
The torpedo hit the Clan Ball right in the middle, and the explosion blew a hideous crack in the mottled space sphere. The broken appearance reminded Horatio of the battle-damaged version of the Death Star in the Star Wars movie of his previous life.

There may be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Kroot in a clan sphere. For a mere pilgrimage ship, the enemies it has to face are almost endless.

The final blow delivered by the Epic not only hit the continuously spinning gravity launcher, but also detonated the missiles stored inside.

Therefore, the first explosion was followed by an even larger explosion, completely tearing the full moon into half.

Among the more than 100,000 aliens living in it, many were burned to death by the raging flames in an instant, shocked to death by the aftermath of the steel-breaking and iron-breaking effects, or thrown into the void and suffocated and frozen to death.

But compared to what they had done, Horatio felt that this quick death was too easy for them.

A single torpedo has limited power, and although it basically sentences the Clan Ball to death, it is still an exaggeration to declare that all aliens will be eliminated.

With Horatio's approval, Captain Kretschmer of E-99 made a finishing move at the burning target at a nearly right angle.

The finishing torpedo was fired very carefully, almost along the tangent of the sphere, in order to avoid the explosion affecting the pilgrim ship - this is a very catastrophic thing in today's human empire based on faith, and all friendly forces will be shaken, especially if such a thing is made public.

The explosion caused the Clan Ball connected to the docking station for boarding to shake violently. The boarding bridge and the docking port, which could not bear the heavy load, were quickly twisted into several sections. The Kroot people who were in the middle of it and continuously rushed towards the pilgrimage ship were thrown out of the cabin in an instant.

The fire and explosion also caused the pilgrim ship to shake violently, causing Sister Arabella, who was about to fight to the death with the Kroot mermaids, and her mortal enemy to be shaken to the point where they could not stand steadily, and the golden deck swayed under her feet.

By the time the invading Kroot noticed what was happening outside the porthole and fell into panic, it was too late.

Horatio on the Epic, through the bird's-eye view automatically connected to the Commanding Hand, found Sister Arabella's exact location in the pilgrimage ship and saw the imminent crisis.

He immediately marked for the young nun the high-risk targets who wanted to attack her. Looking at the red outlines and highlighted arrows appearing on some of the aliens in front of her, this familiar scene made Sister Arabella feel as if she were in another world.

[It's him! Mr. Horatio.]
She quickly looked out the window. Although she did not see any imperial warships, she noticed some dots in the darkness - those were the blue tail flames of the shark assault boats.

"All crew members of the Epic, call to arms! Arm up and prepare to board. We will rescue the loyal followers of the Emperor and his daughters from the hands of the man-eating aliens at face-to-face distance." While accepting the power armor fitting from Lati, Horatio issued his orders to the entire ship using the sound array. The 20-kilometer-long pilgrimage ship was completely insufficient with the armed forces on the Epic.

He summoned all the attack ships that could be summoned in the surrounding area, and mobilized the entire crew of the Epic ship, leaving only a minimum number of people on duty at each post.

Beep! Beep! The sharp assembly whistle accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps echoed in every aisle.

"The captain has ordered that everyone be armed. I repeat, the captain has ordered that everyone be armed."

On the explosion-proof steel door of the armory on the Epic, the warning lights flashed dazzling red, and two rows of armed sailors stood on both sides of the armory holding laser guns.

The red light reflected on the cold and ruthless face of Military Supervisor Farida. Her gloved hand rested on the bolt pistol, leaving no doubt that she could tear off someone's skull at any time, an enemy's, or a traitor's.

Although she is the daughter of a noble family and is beautiful, she is an untouchable person with a majestic temperament and military force that is enough to offset the label of "vase", so the crew dare not have any improper thoughts. She has always been an authority on the ship, an authority that has the final say, usually speaking.

Under her cold gaze, the crew lined up in an orderly manner to receive weapons and armor.

But everyone's emotions were high because they knew exactly what they were fighting for.

Faith is the spiritual foundation for mankind to stand in the 41st millennium.

"We are His Holy Navy." Horatio's voice came from the sound array, and the slightly distorted words rumbled over the eardrums of every crew member.

Fully armed, Horatio walked quickly to the front of everyone. Both the military supervisors and the armed sailors saluted him as the captain.

"The loyal followers of the Emperor have been shamefully attacked by the cannibalistic aliens. The Emperor's daughters are fighting desperately. Now, they need our support and help. Crew! Who are you serving?"

"Imperial Navy! Lord of Mankind!" the crew shouted.

"A few days ago, we destroyed the alien merchant fleet! Today, we will rescue the loyal servants of the Emperor! He on the Golden Throne is watching us!

Don't be afraid of casualties! Because you are joining the largest military organization in the galaxy with the most abundant resources!

For those killed in battle, double the pension! For the disabled, full sets of prostheses and rehabilitation treatment!
Today, you are a regular crew member of the Imperial Navy, and the Imperial Navy will provide you with a full range of protection!
Go, warriors of the Emperor! Bring the heads of the aliens to me! Ten thousand Gothic coins for each head! The Military Supervisory Committee and the armed gendarmerie will record your achievements fairly and impartially! "

The value and purchasing power of the Gothic coin is similar to the red banknotes used by Horatio before his crossing.

An enemy head costs ten thousand Gothic coins, which is not a small sum that can be easily earned for the people of Abyss Port.

——Killing just five Kroots would be equivalent to half a year’s salary for many Zhonghei workers.

"Kill the enemy! Make money! Get a wife! Yeah!!!" The crew members raised their weapons high and shouted excitedly and greasyly.

There is no desire more pure than this for these strong bachelors who have just been recruited into the navy.

Many of them are middle-aged bachelors in their prime.

Many people joined the Imperial Navy because they thought, "I have nothing to rely on anyway, and I don't want to work like a slave in a factory. So I might as well join the Navy to take risks and make money. After retiring, I can use the bounty and retirement money to buy a house in Zhongnest, then find a wife and give birth to a bunch of babies for the Lord of Mankind. That would be a perfect life."

The treatment Horatio offered just happened to satisfy their wishes.

Not to mention those fanatics who joined his warship because of his sainthood. When they heard that the pilgrimage ship was under siege, these fanatic crew members shouted for a fight and were eager to try. They were all burning with anger and looked like they wanted to cut the alien into pieces.

Horatio certainly knew that these believers accounted for a large proportion of the crew, which was why he had to take the risk, otherwise as a saint he would lose the support of the believers. Even if such opposition was forcibly suppressed, the possible corruption and even questioning of the crew in the future would be a big problem.

If he actually does this, he will gain the support of believers who have already joined the navy and those who are waiting to see whether to join the Imperial Navy.

Although the fanatics also have a pedantic side, recruiting a large number of them may be a bit problematic, but even when dealing with loyalists who do not believe in the state religion, such a reputation will at least be responded to in a friendly manner.

This will be very helpful when his ships need reinforcements.

(End of this chapter)