Chapter 439 'Big Brother' Nasir Wotek
On the way to the middle deck, Sister Velez, the commander, heard the roar of the black ship's cannon. The cannons on both sides were firing due to the huge recoil. Stand back.
At the same time, the sound of impact and the roar of the armor belt being torn could be heard on both the starboard and port sides, which was not a good sign.
Although the powerful weapons and equipment of the black ships can protect themselves well, the small ships of the enemy fleet have managed to get to extremely close distances.
A violent tremor spread throughout the keel of the entire black ship, and the nun staggered forward. The powerful protection system of the black ship may be able to withstand attacks from enemy ships, but it cannot prevent gang-hopping torpedoes or Suicidal collision.
"It begins."
She said to the nuns.
"Take your place and go."
The nuns trotted into fighting position, their armor clicking rhythmically.
Unlike other mortal armed forces of the Imperium, the Sisters of Battle, like the Brotherhood of the Astartes, wear power armor in battle.
This type of power armor designed specifically for human shapes and sizes is also the only legacy left over from the Age of Apostasy. It belongs to the same ancient system as the power armor used by the Astartes, and is called the nun-type power armor.
The Sister Power Armor was specially crafted for the Battle Sisters in the factories on the Forge World of Mars. Although it is lighter, it provides the wearer with excellent protection. It not only enhances the wearer's strength, but also Does not reduce speed or agility.
Due to using the same power source as the power armor used by the Astartes, it can effectively continue to be used for nearly forever as long as it is properly maintained and not damaged.
On the other hand, although the Sister-type power armor provides strong protection for the wearer, the lack of black carapace implants in the Battle Sisters means that they cannot be as complete and powerful as the Astartes. Armor is "integrated into one" and cannot obtain the complete power armor amplification and other advanced life support functions of the Astartes.
So the main function of the nun-type power armor is to enhance the wearer's strength so that he can better use and control some heavy weapons.
Velez sent Anatole and her team to guard the witch Kirubia Knox before launching a counter-attack against the Jump Gang.
Her orders were clear, even if the Huron traitors got there, the emperor's fuel must not be left with them.
If that moment does come, then the guards must kill the witch.
It was a difficult task and Velez gave it to Anatole.
And she herself is responsible for the defense of the rest of the warehouse and fights to the end to ensure that it does not reach that point.
After a round of bombardment, the sound of short-circuiting cables filled the monastery deck.
As the nuns ran past, Priest Langella hung the censer on a hook and grabbed his heavy chainsword.
"Pastor, stay with me."
Adrienne Velez did not want the priest to die early in the battle. He would be more useful alive
At this moment, darkness, smoke, explosions and destruction have spread to the deck.
Although pirates are annoying, Adrianna Velez is more worried about the renegade Space Marines. The superhumans who have fallen into the arms of Chaos are known for their ruthlessness and have been trained to be extremely adapted to this kind of gang-hopping operation.
They poured into the hangar in droves and jumped out of the torpedoes embedded in the side of the black ship. Their twisted minds were filled with only the fanaticism for the dark gods, and their twisted bodies were wrapped in In the armor of blasphemy.
Like a torrent of madness, the unstoppable march of the Chaos Space Marines swept across decks and cabins.
The staff of the Astrology Hall and the technicians in black robes soon suffered heavy casualties. Although they were numerous, determined, and stood firm at their posts, their strength was nothing compared to the enemy's chain saws and madness. Hit an egg against a stone.
It is a bloody defense, where devout priests, silent stormtroopers and battle sisters arm themselves with calmness and determination, using their training and faith to strike hard at the enemy.
The enemy rushed out of the jumping torpedoes in every hangar and hatch to attack them.
After half an hour of fighting, multiple cabins were sealed and the corridors were filled with smoke.
The beam of the hell gun heated the air, the missionaries' chain swords slashed at the red-plated monster, and the maze-like warehouse was filled with the sound of bolters.
The fierce resistance brought huge death to the heretics, and the nuns were scattered in every corner, doing their best to resist the attack of the red pirates.
Veletz could hear the harsh sound of hulls rubbing against each other outside, and could feel the collision of enemy ships and black ships.
The Holy Word's anti-ship firepower has been exhausted. The approaching pirate ships have launched an offensive outside the cruiser's side, and some ships have turned into floating wrecks.
However, the chaotic deck of the Black Ship has proved that the small pirate ship carrying the cultists and Chaos Space Marines still successfully boarded the Black Ship, sending a large number of heavy armor to the huge cruiser. The killer. Velez personally led a small team of Battle Sisters and Stormtroopers to a compartment of the Black Ship where psykers were initially processed.
Now the Chaos Space Marines are trying to get past that and rush into the hold.
Boom——————!
Just when Velez thought they were strong enough to handle the situation, she and her sisters were suddenly thrown off the deck and slammed to the ground.
The gunfire exchanged in the front also temporarily stopped, because both sides were knocked away from the target.
“Another raid?”
Sister Desiree got up from the ground and asked loudly.
“This impact was too hard.”
Velez quickly got up from the ground. She looked around and saw that there were no casualties yet.
"Whatever hit the black ship, it must be bigger than the average pirate ship!"
Then she opened the communication.
"Inquisitor, what happened?"
"We were ambushed."
Inquisitor Quant told her that over the comms Velez could hear the captain roaring on the command deck.
"We collided directly with the Tyrant's Claw, which is their third ship"
"Do you know this ship?"
"Yes. "
Quant replied coldly.
"It once belonged to the Star Claws Chapter, a Carnage-class cruiser. It is now under the command of the Huron's third captain, Narsil Wartock. Wartock not long ago destroyed the Ranger Chapter at Valamu. The gene seed bank on Sri Lanka, people call him 'Big Brother', you have to be careful."
When the nuns arrived on the hangar deck, the rebels had destroyed their position to maintain atmospheric pressure and were about to attack. Groups of savage soldiers descended into the ship.
The crew, deck crew and engineers of the Star Hall are trying to seal the blast doors.
There were screams from the other side of the door, and the red pirates were slaughtering the unfortunate Imperial troops who stayed there.
“Open it!”
Velez ordered, pointing to the door.
"A blast door can't stop those monsters, they must be destroyed!"
Sister Desiree and Lieutenant Nugent lead their troops as the blast door shudders open Passing through rows of anchored landing pods and cargo pallets.
Outside, Velez could see the remains of the Red Pirates' small raiders, armed freighters, and doomships, all bearing the tyrant's evil insignia, marching alongside the black ships.
Suddenly, a pair of modified landers and light cargo ships rushed towards the open hangar.
They landed in an almost crazy manner, sliding onto the deck with a roar, and the transport vehicles in the Astrology Hall were knocked aside one after another.
When they stopped, the hatch opened quickly.
Nugent's Stormtroopers began firing supercharged laser beams from their Hellguns at the battered, blood-red ship, and Velez had no intention of allowing the rebels to gain a foothold.
She ran straight towards the smoke-filled landing ship, her boots thumping on the deck, and took off two grenades from her belt, stopping in front of the open hatch of a converted light cargo ship. Come down.
Inside, she could see hordes of cult soldiers - savagely dressed, all bearing the cult scars of evil claw marks on their faces.
As soon as they sighted Velez, the Sisters of Battle were already throwing grenades into the cabin.
"For the Emperor! Die!"
(End of Chapter)