Warhammer 40: Starting as a Rogue Trader

Chapter 11 The power of faith

The turbines started to spin, and two tail flames ignited behind the five Reapers, sending them directly into the air. They easily jumped onto a building nearby.

The goggles worn by the Reapers provided them with infrared vision, and they quickly locked onto the hidden Nurgle psykers. The terrain detection instantly scanned the nearby terrain and planned a reasonable route for the Reapers.

"Target locked! Kill them!"

Seeing the Reapers approaching quickly, the Nurgle psykers roared in anger!

"Stop them! Don't let them get close to me!!" Although he didn't know who these soldiers were, he felt the threat of death.

The rot flies changed their target and flew towards the Grim Reaper, but their speed could not keep up with the fast-moving Grim Reaper.

The Grim Reaper kept jumping and moving between buildings and the ground.

I can't even keep up with the flying rot flies, let alone the zombies.

Several cultists wanted to operate the automatic cannons and hell guns, but before they could turn their guns, the two P-45 electromagnetic pistols in the hands of the Grim Reaper started shooting.

"Dump it! Dump the hell out of it!"

Every pause of the Grim Reaper is a precise shot, and every shot is followed by a quick maneuver.

One Grim Reaper might not be powerful enough to kill a believer blessed by Nurgle in one go, but five Grim Reapers can kill him instantly.

These Nurgle believers who can release Nurgle spells are not powerful. They are essentially thugs and are not proficient in the sudden power they have gained. Any combat psychic in the empire can probably kill them.

A Grim Reaper used a jet pack to fly directly over the positions of the automatic cannon and the hell gun. While flying, he threw a KD-8 grenade towards the position.

After a brief delay, the exploding grenade blew away nearby enemies and destroyed the position.

Whenever the Reapers find themselves surrounded, they will throw these grenades that can knock people away and cause damage to help themselves break out.

"Well done! Regroup! Attack!!"

The enemies in front were attracted in large numbers, and without the restraint of the rot flies, Damon and the soldiers around him launched a counterattack.

Those Nurgle believers panicked, they had lost their greatest support.

When they gave up releasing the rot flies and tried to escape secretly, their death was already pronounced.

The Grim Reapers didn't need to make too many maneuvers to avoid the rot flies and rushed towards their targets.

A volley of bullets and a grenade all in one go.

By the time the Reaper's turbojet pack stopped working, the Nurgle believers who had released the Rot Flies had all been killed.

"As expected, the more deeply someone is affected by Chaos, the more crystals I can obtain after killing them."

Gao Yi discovered that a cultist who could use Nurgle's psychic spells could provide him with psychic crystals starting at 50 points.

"Clean up the remaining zombies. Firebats, burn every corpse you can! The rest of you set up a defense line to prevent a possible counterattack!"

Damon was very angry. In the previous battle, they lost 11 machine gunners, and a fire bat was directly hit by an automatic cannon and the fuel tank exploded on the spot.

Fortunately, the addition of Death prevented them from losing more manpower. Damon looked very unhappy. This was the first time he had experienced such heavy losses since he came to this world. However, what he didn't know was that in the world of Warhammer, such losses could be called an epic victory. After all, there were psychics among the opponents.

Apart from the advantage in equipment, we are still just mortals, and human life is not valuable in this world.

Holding the C-14 in his hand, Damon and his men began to enter the church. The church was almost a hell on earth at this time.

When the outer walls of the church were destroyed and the soldiers had fired the last of their ammunition, they could only take out melee weapons to continue fighting these Nurgle believers. Even the soldiers in combat uniforms had a hard time fighting, let alone the survivors in the church.

The church, which was originally crowded, was now in a mess. Almost all the soldiers were killed in the battle, and corpses were piled up on the ground, including crew members and zombies.

The church pastor and several church members were sitting on the ground dejectedly with chain swords in their hands. There were a lot of minced meat left on their chain swords, and behind them were many shivering laborers.

The priests' robes were already torn and tattered, and the bodies beneath the robes were covered with countless wounds. The plague had already entered their bodies.

When they saw Damon walk into the church, the priest actually held on to his body and shouted for the God-Emperor and rushed towards Damon.

"We are here to save you. We are soldiers of the Rogue Trader! Stop!"

Hearing Damon's voice, the priest tried hard to wipe the blood that had blurred his eyes. When he saw that the person coming was not those guys with mutated bodies, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"Connie! Come and save him with the other two medics!!"

Damon came to the priest, saw his appearance clearly and compared it with the database. He had confirmed that the priest in front of him was the one who sent the distress signal and said he would provide information.

"Elias Barnes?"

"Yes, I praise the Divine Emperor. You have indeed come to save us."

Connie simply checked the man's injuries. She really didn't know how this man survived. Logically, the blood loss alone would have killed him, but he was still able to stay conscious.

"You were able to hold off these people's attacks with just such a small number of people?"

"Ahem... I only became a priest later... Before I came to this battleship, I was an officer in the Imperial Navy..."

And the plague that was enough to directly kill ordinary soldiers seemed to have been weakened in his body?
Is this what the commander said, the so-called power of faith in this world?
Fortunately, as long as he doesn't die immediately, the medic can restore his health to full.

Healed by the nanorobots, Elias's body recovered.

However, physical injuries can be recovered, but Elias can only rely on himself for mental recovery.

One by one the wounded were carried out of the church. Not to mention that these priests had amazing fighting power due to the blessing of their faith, more than thirty church members and some boatmen with firm faith held the gap until Damon's reinforcements arrived. However, only five church members survived in the end, and there were only a few boatmen left who participated in the battle.

The only ones who survived were those who were cowardly and avoided fighting.

A member of the law enforcement team wearing CMC angrily walked up to the group of survivors who were avoiding the battle and shouted angrily.

"You cowards! You have failed the Rogue Traders and the Dynasty! Each of you has been blessed by the Rogue Traders! If you weren't needed to sacrifice your lives for the Dynasty, you would all be hanged! After this riot is over, you and your clan will be punished!"

Damon just watched from the side. To him, these boatmen were just poor civilians. He didn't understand why they were treated so harshly. However, Gao Yi told him not to interfere in the affairs of these law enforcement teams, so he didn't say anything more.

"Elias! You said you had important intelligence to report? What was it?"

"I noticed that Lord Ludwig wasn't in a good condition, but he still led his guards to the lower deck! They seemed to be looking for something."

"We already know this. Is this the important information you mentioned?"

"No, I saw the Master of Discipline next to Ludwig, and my intuition told me that this is not normal."

"Master of Discipline?!"

(End of this chapter)