Now that the situation has reached this point, if you think about it, you will know that this must be a premeditated and planned attack, and the other party must have a specific target.
On the black ship, the most valuable thing is definitely the "cargo" in the cargo hold.
Velez's bloody lips curled into a ball.
She would never let that happen, even if it cost her her life!
"Priest!"
Velez then called out to Missionary Rangeela.
"You're in charge here."
Rangeela waved his bloody chainsword in understanding.
All around him, Stormtroopers were firing beams of supercharged lasers at the enemy torpedoes, cutting the cultists into pieces.
Meanwhile, the Sisters of the Ebony Grail used multiple tubes of melta to turn the cultists into liquefied flesh and the Red Corsairs into burning slag.
The battle was bloody and merciless, with the Tyrant's thugs carving up the Stormtroopers in droves and tearing them to pieces, while the Chaos Space Marines used their superhuman strength to slam the Sisters and Stormtroopers to the deck.
"Captain Desiree!"
Velez turned to Nastasiya Desiré and shouted:
"You take two teams and follow me."
He didn't dare draw too many nuns from the hangar's defenses. There are too many enemies here, and they are spreading feverishly on the hangar deck. If this place is captured, the result will be disastrous.
As Velez and Desiree and two small groups of nuns trotted down through the decks, their faces glowed red against the warning lights.
Many Stormtroopers and Sisters along the way volunteered to join them, but Velez turned them down.
These soldiers are also in a location with a large number of imprisoned psykers who must be protected.
In addition, the red pirates were attacking them from all directions, and these outposts would soon be besieged. She preferred to block the enemy in sections, so that the capture could be delayed until reinforcements arrived.
"Speed up the rapid march!"
Desiree gave the order as the nuns marched to the left.
The nuns immediately slung heavy bolters, multi-melta and flamethrowers over their shoulders and raced down the passage, Velez reloading her pistol and Senior Sister Desiree wielding her crackling The power dagger leads the way.
In less than ten minutes, the Sisters could already hear the roar of chainswords aft, the roar of Astartes bolters and the shriek of hellguns.
"Garrison!"
Velez shouted over the radio:
"Report the enemy's situation."
There was no answer on the communicator, but all she could hear was the blast of a laser gun.
When they reached the lower cargo bay, Desiree opened a hatch.
In an instant, pieces of the ship flew past them, and Velez could feel the huge attraction caused by the loss of pressure.
"There is a hull breakage."
Desiree shouted to Velez, and the nuns crouched down to wait for the order.
Up ahead, steam was leaking from the ventilation ducts, which didn't seem to be enough to endanger the ship, but still worried Velez.
Through the open hatch, damaged cables were flying with sparks, and the groans of broken and torn metal echoed viciously. It was obvious that the upper structure of the deck had been damaged.
The crumpled nose cone of a jump torpedo passed through the bulkhead, its rusty surface decorated with hanging marks and skulls, and laser beams were constantly hitting it.
"get ready……"
Sister Desiree said to the nuns as they walked.
Soon enough, a Chaos Space Marine suddenly jumped out of the shadows and attacked them. The bloody chainsword in his hand roared, and the sound of the weapon was blocked by the noise caused by the loss of pressure. .
Before she could react, the chain sword penetrated Nastasia Desiree's body, cutting the Battle Sister in half from head to toe.
"Desiree!!!!!!"
Amid Velez's painful screams, the red pirate who had committed such atrocities appeared in a haze of blood.
His armor was mottled, with blood covering the original red and black pattern. The chains on his belt jingled and hung with skulls. The power armor was full of needle points and hooks. Some of the hooks had been integrated with the armor. The shoulder armor was full of those. A sign of murder.
At the same time another Chaos Space Marine rounded the corner and aimed his thick bolt pistol down the corridor, quickly killing two Sisters.
They were suddenly caught between front and rear.
"Let them feel the emperor's judgment!"
Full of grief and indignation, Velez gritted his teeth and took the lead in launching a counterattack.
Several rounds of heavy explosive shells penetrated the red pirate who attacked them from behind. The heretic staggered, and the stained armor was beaten into a mess.
Then a burst of hot melt hit his chest directly, turning his chest into a disgusting mush that stuck to the wall.
When the heretic who wielded the chain sword and killed Sister Desiree turned to Velez, the nun bent over and swung her long and powerful thigh to the right, hitting the heretic hard with her thick heel. On the head - the whole movement is smooth and smooth, without any flaws.
The red pirate was kicked, and his body tilted a few centimeters involuntarily. The chain sword came into contact with the wall, and sparks suddenly flew out.
Velez turned around and stood up, grabbed Nastasia Desiree's sword, and thrust the sword deeply into the red pirate's back while roaring.
The power system of the Red Pirate's power armor began to fail. He immediately waved his chain sword to fight back at Velez, but because the power armor lost power, he looked clumsy and desperate.
He had no chance after that, the nun's pistol was already pointed at his head.
"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!!"
Velez fired bolt after bolt at him, the bolts piercing the heretic's head.
Suddenly, a shock pushed Velez forward toward the toppling Red Corsair - and another jump torpedo hit the black ship.
Velez could hear the roar of naval guns.
"return!"
she ordered, her voice hoarse in the smoke.
"Everyone come back!"
The tattered hold on the other side was overrun by Chaos Space Marines, and their torpedoes brought more and more of the enemy.
The chainswords screamed and spun and killed as the red pirates stomped forward.
Velez fired at the enemy with her pistol - covering the retreat of her comrades.
"Withdraw from the warehouse,"
Velez knew that her Sisters and the black ship's garrison alone would not be able to defend against three waves of attacking Space Marines at the same time. She would need to make use of the narrow corridors and layers of partitions in the dungeon.
The deck where the psykers were stored quickly turned into a hell filled with flames and lightning. The fire broke the darkness of the deck. The stormtroopers tried their best to defend various strongholds and outposts, using hell guns to turn the giant in the blood-red armor into a A ball of light.
Red pirates and fanatical cultists poured into the narrow corridors and continued their advance through the unlit dungeon.
The Chaos Space Marines became a hate magnet for the Stormtroopers' lasguns, but they didn't care, instead using their chainswords and chainsaws to chop down cultists and stormtroopers alike.
But the nuns brought more trouble to the red pirates. They turned the corridor into a sea of fire and used heavy explosive shells to turn the hall into a shooting range.
The nuns of the Ebony Grail's faith in the emperor made them fearless of the evil of their enemies. They gritted their teeth and fought bravely, dealing with enemies and heretics with absolute determination. They used blood and weapons to wipe out the heretics and murderous traitors.
But just like this, it can't reverse the situation.
One by one, Velez's sisters were killed, devoured by the overwhelming number of cultists on deck.
Their blessed power armor was shattered into pieces, and they fell to the furious chainswords.
In the billowing toxic smoke, there is blood, destruction, and chaos everywhere.
