Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 604 06.0603: "Intelligence Battle Royale"

Horatio went straight to the point and asked the agent, "Marko Shugus, where is the traitor?"

"When he was about to board the alien warship, the alien closed the docking port, so he was forced to stay on the ship. But my identity was not convenient for me to get close to that area at that time, and this insecure guy was very cunning, so I couldn't track his movements.

But I have a piece of news, sir. Not everyone is willing to rebel. Those who have not surrendered are imprisoned. If you can release them, it will greatly help your operation. "The military supervisory bureau agent came forward, looking respectful and anxious, and pointed out the location of the detention place on the map while speaking.

"It just so happens that my boarding team will not leave for half an hour, and there are only 250 people."

Horatio nodded slightly, a thoughtful gleam in his eyes, "Lead the way."

After saying that, he clenched the Holy Blood Chainsword in his hand. He could feel that the machine soul in it was eagerly craving for the blood of the traitor.

"Delta and Gamma Squad, follow me!" Horatio raised the Holy Blood Chainsword in his hand, like a flag flying high: "You all heard it, we will first rescue the loyal crew members who are imprisoned."

The two teams of scouts acted quickly.

"Sir, come this way." The agent pulled out his pocket pistol and walked in front fearlessly.

As Horatio followed, a thought flashed through his mind.

[Will there be such eyeliner on my battleship?]
But he quickly retracted his thoughts and refocused his eyes forward, concentrating on the action at hand.

"Louise, cover Valina to deploy the beacon, and then you lead the remaining two teams to clear a path to the command bridge."

"Merlen, follow me closely. No matter what happens, don't rush in front of us. We will protect you. Trust the Emperor and His Holy Navy."

Horatio would not speak in such a soft and slow tone on a battlefield where every second counts, unless the other person was a non-combatant who was only as high as his chest.

The girl nodded obediently, and the long staff in her hand emitted a bright glow.

"Let's go, scouts, let's give some gifts to the traitors - send them explosive bombs one by one!" The muzzle of the explosive revolver reflected a dangerous light.

Not long after Horatio left, the rebels launched an attack on the gallery.

"The lackeys are on board! Kill them!" The mutineers' shouts came from the entrance of the passage, the sound was sharp and rapid, followed by the dense footsteps of Void Boots stepping on the metal stairs, the sound was almost uninterrupted.

The sheer number of people and the terrible buzzing sound of the revolver charging gave people the chills.

Not all of them were armed sailors. Most of them were mutinous crew members wearing sailor protective gear. They were insufficiently trained and relied on their numbers, shouting at the top of their lungs, trying to scare people with their imposing manner.

"They are coming! Engage the enemy!" Louise immediately issued a battle warning. Her voice was calm and steady. She quickly raised her weapon, her eyes sharp as torches, staring intently at the front.

"Activating the locator!" Valina responded, her hands quickly operating the locator to connect to the energy hub on the "Red October".

This high-frequency precision locator requires a large energy source, either a series of Hell Gun energy backpacks, or more directly, the battleship's own power hub.

"Nurse Sergeant, we're almost there!" Louise threw a smoke bomb forward that could be penetrated by the heat of the Hell Soldier's helmet.

With a hiss, the smoke bomb exploded in the corridor, and thick smoke quickly filled the corridor.

The mutinous sailors were choked by the smoke and were completely unable to fire normally.

"It's smoke! Quick! Put on your respirators! Cough cough!" The rebels shouted in the smoke and fumbled for their respirators in a panic.

They jumped into the smoke from the stairs, but they didn't know that the special cover smoke would only block their vision, but would not block the thermal detection channel of the Hell's Vanguards.

As Louise pulled the trigger, the two mutinous crew members were shot through by the high-energy beam as soon as they showed their heads.

"Open fire!" Fierce gunfire broke out in the corridor in an instant. The mutinous crew members were dizzy from the sudden attack at the end of the smoke and fled in all directions, as helpless as if they were the invaders on this battleship.

"Over there! Aim and shoot!" Under the guidance of the rebel sergeants with relatively high combat qualities, this mob gradually stabilized their position and launched a counterattack.

Their aim was poor, but their shotgun and laser firepower was dense.

After a burst of random shooting, a Hell Sniper who was kneeling and shooting was injured by a shotgun shell that flew by like the wind. The bullet pierced his upper arm through the gap in his arm armor.

"I've been shot!" This well-trained soldier did not scream in pain. He just reported his injury and sat down on the ground to avoid the gunfire. Another comrade quickly pulled the retractor on the back of the power armor and dragged him into the side corridor. He skillfully bandaged him to stop the bleeding and injected him with painkillers so that he could still use his other hand to hold the gun and fight.

The special tactical positioning of the Hell's Vanguards means that they must fight to the end even if they only have one hand left.

"Be careful to hide!" Louise pulled two offensive grenades from the hanging point on her chest, quickly hooked the pin, reached out from the wall shelter with her backhand, and threw them into the thick smoke at a low throw.

With two bangs, the impact grenades hit the walls and ceiling, and the prefabricated fragments shot from high above at the gathered traitors. Immediately, a group of enemies fell to the ground with screams.

"The locator has been activated, the parameters are normal! The signal data has been calibrated! Activate the electronic countermeasure mode!"

After Valina finished her report, she immediately picked up the plasma gun in her hand, held the gun steadily with both hands, aimed and pulled the trigger.

Buzz! ——The plasma gun was fully charged, she released the trigger, and a ball of shining plasma rushed out.

Jiong!
"Ah!!!" Screams suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

The plasma shot through the corridor like a solid bullet through a crowd of people.

Anyone hit by the plasma ball would have their flesh, blood and bones instantly burned away. The molten muscle and yellow fat flowed on the ground like pulp, emitting a burnt stench.

Bang! The plasma ball finally hit the ceramic breastplate of a mutinous sailor, exploding into surging plasma fireworks.

The traitor fell to the ground in shock, with a large charred hole in his chest and billowing black smoke.

Anyone nearby who came into contact with the plasma splashes would be burned to the point of being reduced to bones, as if they had come into contact with phosphide weapons. It was a horrific scene.

"Commander, Guvisa reports that they have been boarded by a ship." The adjutant reported to the commerce-breaking commander with a serious look on his face.

"What? Is it the blue light just now?" The commander of the cross-border emissary was full of surprise and was very shocked by the Empire's individual soldier transmission device.

The Tau did not have teleportation technology, so they were unable to launch lightning strikes, and such a thing was beyond the knowledge of many Tau.

"Release the Fire Warrior boarding team immediately!"

He gave the order decisively, his eyes revealing determination, "We must get our hands on the key intelligence no matter what! We must not let the Imperials succeed!" "Yes, Commander." The adjutant took the order and left.

The fire warriors in breakthrough combat uniforms quickly assembled. They had just escaped from the battle against the Astartes boarding and were now dragging their tired bodies to the next battlefield.

They boarded the XV46 "Vanguard" void battle suit, while other higher-ranking Fire Warrior elites boarded a strange white egg-shaped battle suit.

There were still smoking bullet holes on the Breakout combat uniforms, but they were still determined to prepare for the boarding because they knew that the value of this intelligence far exceeded their own lives.

At this moment, the Nicol was approaching the signal at high speed, its engine roaring, breaking the silence of the universe.

Tiberius's red eyes glanced at the signal on his arm.

The signal flashed red, like a battle horn.

Beep! A long sound echoed in the boarding cabin.

"It's our turn to attack. What is our engagement strategy?"

Tiberius' voice was cold and low, as if it came from an ice cellar.

"Burn, kill, rob, and loot!" The sharks' response was as hot and violent as lava.

Snap! Bang! Bang!

A shuttle claw-shaped boarding bay rushed towards the void, seemingly empty, but in fact it was the location of the rebel ship "Red October".

After the boarding pod hit the target, the molten metal at the bottom exploded, and the molten flow broke through the solid adamantium hull. Semi-molten fragments burst out and sprinkled on the internal bulkhead, sparking a spark.
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Horatio stepped into the lower cabin of the Red October, which was filled with a stale smell of rust.

The lights flickered, stretching his and the scouts' figures to appear longer and shorter.

"Captain, please wait a moment. There is a blast-proof door in front of us. They locked it from the inside. We must use a door-breaking bomb..." The Military Supervisory Bureau agent was interrupted by Horatio before he could finish his words.

"No need, we are short of time." Horatio stepped forward and smashed the explosion-proof door with his iron fist!

At the same time, the Hell's Vanguards tacitly formed a breakthrough formation and followed closely behind the captain, like a sharp blade, ready to tear open the enemy's defense at any time.

Bang! The young man's iron fist, which was filled with steam, knocked off the turntable door lock with one blow, making a dull sound.

The Military Supervisory Bureau agent had an incredible look on his face, his Adam's apple moved, and then he continued to move forward.

"Go, go, go!" The Hell's Vanguards behind him had obviously become accustomed to the captain's magical powers. They paid more attention to how to cooperate with the captain in tactical operations.

The team members quickly rushed into the room, weapons raised, and looked around vigilantly.

The rebels in the lower cabin guarded the only corridor leading directly to the underground, and the cooks would usually deliver their meals from here.

Other roads have been blocked.

Although they heard footsteps, they did not receive any information, so they just thought it was their own people patrolling outside the door.

Until a loud noise caught the guard's attention.

The traitor closest to the door saw a silver iron fist punch through the 25-centimeter-thick explosion-proof door, and the hinge fell to the ground with a thud. Then the iron hand gracefully used its thumb to push the lock pin and push it open.

The traitor had just recovered from his shock and was about to speak, but it was too late. A group of soldiers in blue-to-black armor kicked open the door and rushed in from behind, raising their guns and shooting, their movements extremely fast.

Without waiting for the guard to call out, several precise high-energy lasers passed through, and the only sound left was the thumping of bodies falling to the ground.

The prisoners couldn't help but become restless. Many of them climbed on the rusty cell railings and looked outside anxiously, curious about who was coming.

Horatio rushed out first, the bolter in his hand spewing flames continuously, knocking down the enemies who tried to stop him one by one, fulfilling his promise to "send bolts to the traitors one by one".

"Sorry for the long wait, warriors loyal to the God-Emperor." Horatio strode forward and smashed the iron chain with one punch, and the chain broke with a sound.

"There are enemies!" The two Hell Scouts turned around quickly and fired two sharp shots at the rebels coming down the corridor.

Their bodies rolled down the stairs, raising a cloud of dust.

"Clear!" The Hell's vanguards reported vigilantly around them.

The skinny prisoners walked out of the prison and picked up the weapons of the executed traitors from the ground.

"Are you... Lieutenant Colonel Horatio Cochrane?" A bearded man walked forward, his eyes full of confusion and expectation.

"Exactly." Horatio nodded in confirmation, "Can you still fight?"

"Your Excellency Lieutenant Colonel, I am the captain of the Red October's navigation department, and the loyal officers and soldiers of the Red October will obey your orders.

I have heard of your great name for a long time. Seeing you is believing. Nice to meet you! Very nice to meet you! "

The bearded man held the laser gun, his face flushed with excitement, his voice trembling a little: "After the captain betrayed me, I used the last time before being captured to modify the star map, causing this bastard to take a lot of detours. Now, we obey your orders and swear to take back the intelligence and this battleship, and make the traitor pay the price-"

Boom! The Red October suddenly shook violently, and the entire cabin shook violently, and everyone was unable to stand steadily.

"What's going on?" Horatio dialed Louise's communication signal.

"Captain!" The voice on the other end was very noisy, accompanied by the sound of fierce electromagnetic and laser weapon fire.

"Tau battle suits are invading! They have heavy weapons! We are fighting for control of the corridor under the bridge, requesting support! Ji! Zizi..."

Horatio's pupils suddenly contracted, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Everyone! Follow me to the corridor below the bridge for reinforcement!" He ordered loudly, and his voice echoed in the cabin.

He was worried about the situation of Louise and Valina, and at the same time he was silently memorizing the countdown for the next boarding operation, and whether the man-eating sharks would arrive.

He quickened his pace and led everyone towards the corridor under the bridge. A more intense battle was about to break out.

(End of this chapter)