Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 202 Does the Wolf Beg from a Better Hunter?
Per Koscielny stands on the bridge aboard the Sword of Vostonia, the first capital ship built by the Vostonia shipyard.

Per achieved first place in all training sessions, including many subjects involving the Voidship.

After completing the Voidship training that every Shadow Order candidate must undergo, he was deemed to possess the qualities of a Voidship commander.

Subsequently, Per and the other candidates began receiving additional training in voidship command.

Void ballistics, fleet tactics, formation command, simulated naval combat...

As the top student in every subject, Per naturally became the only capital ship captain among the new recruits.

New recruits who meet the excellent standard in the overall evaluation become captains of frigates or members of the command of capital ships, while those who are qualified can only become captains of destroyers or join frigates.

Per stood with his feet apart, bracing himself against the sudden tilt of the bridge deck.

The energy of the Sword of Vostonia is diverted to the Void Shield and weapon systems, and the capital ship has to rely partly on its own gravity when making emergency turns.

“Left side, eleven degrees,” Per ordered fervently, “Take it down.”

All screens flickered with runes, friend-or-foe identification signals filled the vast void, and the molten bones of the destroyed starships radiated dazzling flames.

A Cobra-class destroyer, it is the smallest independent warship in the Astartes Legion.

With its damaged engine bursting with blue and white flames, it swept past the magnificent ship like a firecracker.

"accelerate."

Pell's voice was deep, his black eyes gleaming, his superhuman brain simultaneously planning the attack route and evasion methods.

The impact of the laser spear firing caused the deck to tremble, and the front-end scanned image on the video screen was engulfed by a blinding pale yellow light.

The fleeing green-skinned warship was even larger than the Sword of Vostonia.

Colorful ethereal light lashed against the shields of the orc warship, instantly extinguishing the crackling energy shields.

"The Orc fighter-bomber is approaching the starboard side."

The bridge officer spoke loudly and urgently.

"Port side Void Shield No. 5 is ineffective."

"Another officer said."

"The light spear is 95% charged."

Per's mind raced through a torrent of tactical data.

The Sword of Vostonia, wielding in the void according to his commands, ensures that its prey cannot escape.

The artillery commander shouted excitedly, "Enemy ship locked!"

"attack!"

The artillery commander shoved the control lever, and two dazzling flashes pierced the powerful, roaring engine.

The unstable engine power balance was broken, and the entire warship began to disintegrate.

As the Greenskin battleships suffered a complete rout and the Sixth and Eleventh Legions pursued the defeated forces, the flagship of the Space Wolf sailed toward the Battle Moon.

On the bridge deck, Enoch Rashivin looked through the observation window at the neatly arrayed black warships.

The five main warships of "Shadow of Order" are scattered at key nodes in high-altitude orbit, with frigates and destroyers forming a formation around them, and escort ships surrounding the warships.

The 11th Legion controlled the area around the Battle Moon, and no ship could bypass the lines.

The wolf lord furiously slammed his fist on the panel and roared loudly.

"What do they mean?"

Riemann Russ's golden eyes flashed with anger as he spoke in a cold voice.

"Maintain course and do not exceed current speed."

"Send a message to tell Ninglu's brats to get out of the way, I'm going to Xieyue."

"Tell them that Xie Yue made the wolves pay with their blood."

Strictly encrypted communication files are transmitted back and forth in a short period of time.

The Shadow of Order warned the Wolf Fleet not to approach, as the Space Wolves drew near with hunting strides.

After conquering the third portal on the lunar surface, Ninglu received an urgent report from the Sound Array Master.

Ninglu pondered for a moment, recalling what Leman Russ had said to Magnus when he carried out his destructive mission at the edge of the Ark star cluster.

“Tell him that the Shadow of Order has discovered the Battle Moon, and it is rightfully my responsibility to deal with it.”

"Ask him, does the wolf want to beg from a better hunter?" A moment later, the Space Wolf's flagship entered the range of both sides' light spears.

On the bridge, the sonic array master, trembling under the wolf king's fierce gaze, relayed Ninglu's message.

Rashid angrily punched the video screen, sending it flying.

The rotating screen slammed onto the control panel.

The immense force knocked the servant down.

The gash in its abdomen crackled with flashes of electricity.

An eerie silence fell over the bridge; no one spoke, only the beeping of instruments could be heard.

Everyone looked at the wolf king, awaiting his decision.

"According to Fenris's Law, the prey should belong to the hunter."

"The wolves will not steal his spoils."

Leman Russ's decision relieved the legions.

The wolf king walked to the wolf lord's side and patted him on the shoulder with his large hand.

"Rashvin, take your anger out on the greenskins and win the duel with his sons."

The wolf lord fiercely raised his right arm and slammed it into the power armor, making a loud bang.

"Father, I will definitely win."

After encouraging his sons, Riemann Russ withdrew his large hand and looked out the viewing window.

His other hand, hanging by his side, was clenched into a fist.

[We must cut off the orc warlord's head, win the hunt, and crush Nimrod's damned arrogance.]
The flagship of the Sixth Legion launched the first attack on the planet controlled by the Greenskins, with the nearest target being Planet Five.

Upon reaching the high-altitude orbit, the Wolf Lord issued an order to bombard the orcs' orbital defense facilities.

As expected, Ning Lu received news that Riemann Russ had stopped, and a little later, he received a report that "Space Wolf" had launched an attack on the green-skinned planet.

The Primarch, who had just taken control of the fourth portal, asked his attendant a question.

"How are the Second and Seventh War Groups progressing?"

Arsène Dunn examined the data panel and then answered.

“My lord, fifteen minutes ago at standard time, Lord James reported that the Second Warband had taken control of six portals, and the technical sergeants had closed three of them.”

"Seventeen minutes ago at standard time, Lord Sanchez, the Seventh Chapter has secured nine portals, and the technical sergeants have closed four of them."

After a moment's thought, Ninglu issued a series of orders.

"Order the Fifth and Eleventh Battle Groups to each allocate two-thirds of their forces to land on the Battle Moon, capture the other portals, and take over from the Seventh Battle Group."

"The Seventh Battle Group returns to its ships to launch an attack on the Greenskinned Planet."

Nimrod would not underestimate the former commander of the Sixth Legion, and he could guess that Enoch Rashiwyn should now be focusing all his efforts on venting his anger on the orcs.

"Order the Chanting Master to send a message to the Third and Ninth Warbands, requesting that half of their forces be mobilized to the Wheel of Flames."

The appearance of the Battle Moon forced the Primarch to adjust its plans and legion deployments.

Deploy defensive forces here before handing over the combat moon to the buyer.

Nimrod also planned to send other chapters to take over after the Reaper Lords won the battle and the divination was performed at Katachon, so as to gain experience in fighting the Greenskins.

We now need to adjust our plans and send other battle groups ahead of schedule.

Ninglu then operated the data panel, noting down what he knew about the Battle Moon overview, "subspace" navigation technology, the energy weapon Gravity Whip, and the defensive force field Savage Shield.

Then, the message was sent to the Primarch's servant.

"Compile the technical sergeant's information, along with the data I sent you, and send it aboard the transport ship to Necromonda, to be handed over to the Lord of the Forge."

"Rosicky will search within the Cult of Machine God for forces interested in the Battle Moon."

"Yes, my lord."

After receiving orders from the father of genetics, Sanchez dared not delay. He had long heard of Rashiven and knew he was a formidable opponent.

He must defend the Legion's honor and defeat the Wolf Lord.

(End of this chapter)