Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 844 (08.843): 'The Imperial Ministry of Justice's Multi-Pronged Approach'

The barrage of poison crystals rained down like a shower of emerald-green acid, densely pelting the tortoise-shell shield formation.

Each impact exploded into a cloud of corrosive smoke, accompanied by a chilling hissing sound.

Even the sturdy adamantite riot shield, when faced with this alien poison capable of disintegrating the structure of matter, began to lose its luster, its surface gradually dimming and being replaced by an ominous gray-black layer.

When the shield formation was brought to the brink of hand-to-hand combat, Chief Justice Shawell placed a powered-gloved hand firmly on the shoulder armor of the police officer in front of him, coldly observing the twisted, swift aliens through the narrow slits on the riot shield.

Their silhouettes were elongated and distorted in the peephole, like the wildly dancing demons depicted in the holy scrolls of hell.

"Accelerate the assault!!!" A deafening shout erupted from Xavier's throat, transforming into a shockwave through the loudspeaker.

The officers, shield in hand, moved at the command. The roar of their heavy power boots pounding the deck suddenly accelerated, and the entire tortoise formation, like a siege tank at full power, charged straight at the alien defense line with unstoppable momentum.

Of course, Ducalli, known for his agility and cunning, would never be defeated by such a seemingly clumsy linear attack.

They let out sharp sneers, mocking the slowness of the tortoise formation, their figures scattering like ghosts, trying to circle around to the flanks of the formation and attack its exposed weaknesses.

However, the moment the first alien circled to the side, a barrage of countless projectiles suddenly erupted from the gaps in the shield, instantly turning it into a sieve riddled with bloody holes. Purple blood splattered onto the cold wall, leaving behind a bizarre graffiti.

The gunfire became more rapid and louder.

Almost all of Ducalli's attempts to flank the enemy were horrified to discover that the seemingly impenetrable frontal shield wall was nothing but a decoy!
No matter which angle they attacked from, all they faced was a barrage of alternating shots, leaving no blind spots.

This group of unprecedented savage monkeys, from their simple yet deadly and efficient equipment to their ruthless, precise, and utterly efficient tactics, were unlike any enemy they had ever encountered before.

They are certainly rare and unique.

If it weren't for the outbreak of an open rebellion that was enough to shake the stability of the sector, such a heinous crime that even the Imperial Ministry of the Interior was outraged, few Ministry of Justice would have mobilized its entire force to organize an Odyssey-like interstellar expedition just to bring the mastermind of the rebellion to justice and demonstrate the majesty of the Empire with the harshest punishments.

Ducali had witnessed countless Astral Army forces crumble before them and had accumulated rich combat experience through centuries of raids, but he knew very little about the Imperial Ministry of Justice, their equipment, and tactics.

Some audacious challengers chose to confront the intimidating presence of the shield wall head-on.

A graceful blade dancer, swaying her alluring waist, glided towards the shield wall like a deadly venomous snake.

The vicious scimitars in its hands spun two silver wheels of death in the air, and a contemptuous and cruel smile hung on its face.

Before being banished along with the Son of Thorns, it was the undisputed champion of the Comoros Bloodbath, a warrior who held off the woman for six minutes before being defeated.

Since these audacious monkeys want to challenge us, let them stretch out their necks and await their slaughter!

The tortoise shell formation came to an abrupt halt less than five meters from the alien, accompanied by a heavy pneumatic screech.

Indecent!

Just as everyone's attention was focused on the dancer, a black shadow, too fast to be caught by the naked eye, suddenly sprang up from the Grand Justice's huge golden shoulder armor and shot straight toward the towering dome of the bridge.

The next moment, the chilling cry of a falcon descended from the sky like a death knell.

The dancer sensed the deadly threat from the sky and, relying on her fighting instincts, quickly dodged backward.

However, it was this momentary dodge that exposed her fatal weakness.

Whew! ——

The shield wall in front instantly opened up with several neat gaps. Behind the gaps, two rows of bailiffs, one crouching and one standing, their dark shotgun barrels protruding from the shield wall like the fangs of venomous snakes.

The Blade Dancer's pupils suddenly contracted to the tip of a pin, and she unleashed an agility far beyond that of ordinary people, trying to find a glimmer of hope amidst the barrage of comments.

boom! boom! boom!
A dense barrage of shrapnel exploded with a thunderous roar, forming a vast, inescapable metal net that enveloped the alluring alien creature. Even though the dancer twisted her body with all her might, performing all sorts of incredible evasive maneuvers, she only managed to save her vital parts; several scorching steel balls were still deeply embedded in its thighs, tearing apart muscles and tendons.

She staggered a long way, but lost her balance due to the sharp pain in her leg and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Seeing this, the other Ducari immediately tried to drag it away. But the next second, the first to pounce was a bio-engineered falcon that descended from the sky.

The bio-engineered falcon, adorned with a red optical prosthetic eye, swooped down from the sky at astonishing speed. As it approached its target, it unleashed a pair of razor-sharp alloy claws and gripped the dancer's face tightly.

"Aaaaah—!" The latter let out a shrill scream as the sharp claws left several deep, bone-revealing wounds on its once alluring face.

Immediately afterwards, the falcon raised its right talon and precisely pierced its eye socket, tearing out a bloody eyeball with a chilling tearing sound.

"Ah!!! My eyes!! No! Ahhhhhh!"

The falcon casually tossed the crushed eyeball toward its alien companions, and before they could retaliate, it flapped its wings and soared back toward the dome with even greater speed, disappearing into the shadows.

At the same time, the mechanical mastiffs, their mouths smeared with blood, seemed to have received some silent command. They let out loud roars and charged in packs.

Several bio-engineered mastiffs pounced on the dancer who was still struggling on the ground after being disfigured, their gold teeth biting down hard on her head, instantly piercing a row of bloody holes.

The servo motor in the jaw emitted an overloaded hum, so powerful that even the metal began to groan. Amidst the terrifying screams, a crisp "crack" was heard.

The screams stopped abruptly.

Blood and brain matter, like broken jam, slowly flowed from the mastiff's tightly closed jaws.

However, this bloody hunt had only just begun.

"Charge in disarray!" The chief legal officer brandished his stun baton, pointing it at the alien.

"For the God-Emperor and the Codex!!!"

After the most troublesome obstacle was executed in the most brutal way, the once impenetrable tortoise shell formation instantly disintegrated at the command of Chief Justice Shawell.

The law enforcement officers roared and burst forth from the ranks like a flood, brandishing their electric batons as they charged toward the aliens who were now in disarray.

A bloody, savage, and extremely primitive close-quarters battle erupted beneath the massive, silent, all-seeing imperial eagle emblem above the command throne.

Although it would be almost impossible for an ordinary person to defeat the agile and ruthless Ducalli in a one-on-one duel, the well-trained bailiffs from the Ministry of Justice firmly held the advantage in numbers and equipment during hand-to-hand combat.

Meanwhile, the bio-falcon launches deadly attacks from high altitudes from time to time, while the bailiffs' most loyal partners—the bio-mastiffs—always pounce from the enemy's blind spots at the most critical moments, viciously biting off their calves or arms that are carrying weapons.

Indeed, Ada's Xenomorph is far superior to ordinary humans in terms of physical abilities, and in a one-on-one fight, it is a complete one-sided massacre.

But if my side consists of a squad of law enforcement officers consisting of three heavily armored warriors wielding shields and clubs, plus a ferocious mechanical dog and a hawk circling overhead, how would you respond?
*Whoosh!*

Just as the battle situation was becoming clearer, another group of "Raider" jet motorcycles roared in from the distant corridor.

Who knows how many of these deadly vehicles were crammed into those alien boarding torpedoes?

Beneath these motorcycles are mounted deadly crushing guns and fear grenades capable of inducing mass panic—Duka's most lethal weapons for clearing dense infantry formations.

Reports indicate that a convoy of these motorcycles could "evaporate" an entire Imperial Guard platoon, along with their equipment, in just thirty seconds.

A bio-engineered falcon let out a loud cry and resolutely charged at one of the swooping motorcycles.

Just as the motorcycles roared through the sky, about to collide with the tiny yet resolute bio-engineered falcon, a missile trailing a fiery white contrail streaked across the sky at an even faster speed, precisely striking the engine of one of the jet motorcycles.

(End of this chapter)