The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

But after a while, a young technician started running away, crawling and rolling.

"What the hell is this? You're such a coward! I don't have anyone like you under my command!"

Jin Ya was very dissatisfied with the frightened technician boy. He raised his fist and said, "You'd better have a reason. Don't ruin my fun!"

"Old, boss!"

The young technician knelt in front of Jin Ya in fear and trepidation: "Something really happened!"

"What's the big deal? Could it be that those shrimps flew away with Squig in their arse?"

"No! They didn't run away!"

"Then..."

"They're boarding! They're jumping over here on big iron poles!"

Jin Ya's words stopped abruptly. He confirmed with the boy again in disbelief, and the answer he got was absolutely true.

His simple mind first felt absurd, and a moment later, an unstoppable anger of being despised surged in his heart.

He was furious. He grabbed the young technician and pulled him in front of him. "What did you say? How dare those shrimps jump ship?"

He threw the boy aside like trash and roared, "I haven't even jumped off their boat yet, and they dared to jump off my boat!"

"Who are they? They can jump faster than us!"

Feeling that his authority as a warlord had been challenged, Jin Ya picked up his machete and stormed out of the bridge. But soon, he turned back and once again picked up the dying technician.

He ignored the resentment in the technician's eyes and roared in his ear: "Where did they get on my ship? Show me the way, I'm going to chop them up and make some mushroom wine!"

"I'm going to show those idiots that I'm the biggest, most powerful warlord!"

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"We have no chance of winning a long-range artillery engagement."

Despite firing first, the captain of the Abomination was not optimistic about the outcome of the engagement.

A dense array of Ork assault craft appeared within sight. These small boats served the same purpose as the Space Marines' boarding torpedoes. While not as specialized as these, if one managed to get close, hundreds of Orks would descend from them.

The Abomination is a standard Astartes battle barge. Capable of deploying Space Marines, it possesses considerable proficiency in macrocannons, lances, and ground attack.

The jack-of-all-trades Battle Barge can be an excellent support vessel for the Astartes Chapter, but its incompetent nature becomes apparent when considering its specialized role in specific missions.

At least the captain of the Abomination knew clearly that if they only seized the initiative in the initial stage, they would not be able to gain a decisive advantage in the artillery battle. And the Abomination's close defense firepower determined that they could not destroy all the Orc assault boats.

Even if there were Astartes on board, as long as some of the ship's artillery was disabled due to the fierce fighting of the anti-jump gang, their defeat would only be a matter of time.

"We should retreat."

The captain suggested, even though he knew his Lord Marshal would not accept it: "We can avoid this battle by paying some price."

"Do not."

Marshal Bosimonde shook his head and rejected the captain's suggestion.

He walked over to the scan results provided by the auspex and pondered for a moment: "One of the orcs' battleships is moving at an abnormal speed."

"Yes, sir. I presume one of its engines was damaged in the previous battle."

"That's our goal then."

Bosimonde replied.

His eyes swept over the brothers behind him. The brothers of the Sword Brotherhood, led by the flag bearer Lancelot and the Emperor's Champion Travis, held their heads high and accepted the inspection of the Grand Marshal.

He believed his brothers were ready to annihilate any enemy of the Emperor.

But his brother wasn't the only one here.

He turned a questioning look to Isaga, the distant relative of the Black Templars.

Isaga is the Lord of the Sanctuary of the Accusers Chapter - a unique title for the High Priests and Librarians of the Accusers Chapter.

Eight Brothers of the Rebuker Chapter, led by Isaga, were visiting the Black Templars when Bosimonde received the summons from the Last Wall.

Their chapter had previously had some disputes with the Black Templars, and the Accusers finally decided to send Isaga, who had once dueled with the Black Templars' first Grand Marshal Sigismund, as a representative to visit the Black Templars and mediate the conflict between them.

However, they obviously did not expect to encounter such an accident during their visit to the Black Templar.

In view of the critical situation, the Lord of the Sanctuary decided to send a team back to summon the Rebukers, while he himself went directly with the Black Templars to be the first to respond to the call of the Final Wall.

Sensing the gaze of Marshal Bosimonde, Isaga shook his head, rejecting Bosimonde's concern.

"Give the orders, High Marshal. I, too, am a son of Dorne."

Bosimonde was very satisfied with this answer, and his dislike for the other party being a psychic gradually subsided.

"I would like you to lead a pre-battle prayer service for my warriors, Brother Isaga."

Bosimonde extended his goodwill: "You know, our Hermit Master was seriously injured in the last battle and is still unconscious in the Dreadnought."

Isaga nodded and left the bridge. Bosimonde returned his gaze to the auspex and, in the name of the Grand Marshal, issued his battle orders to the captain:

"Bring the Abomination closer, Captain. The Black Templars will use chainsaws and bolter bombs to make those greenskins understand that our loyalty to the Emperor is the most deadly weapon on this ship!"

The captain, seated on his throne, seemed to have known this outcome long ago. He bowed his head calmly and offered a prayer: "Then I will organize a naval boarding party to resist. I look forward to your triumphant return, sir."

Chapter 105: Loyalty and Boarding.

The word retreat has never existed in the Black Templars' dictionary.

Endless battles are what they desire.

The members of the expeditionary force quickly assembled at the torpedo launch bay. Led by members of the Sword Brotherhood, they were ready to enter the boarding torpedo bay.

But before that, they were conducting a simple but solemn pre-battle prayer under the guidance of Brother Isaga.

As the most widely known Chapter to defy the Codex Astartes, the Black Templars cleverly exploited the Codex's stipulation of unlimited numbers as long as they were on an expedition. They divided the Chapter into several expeditionary forces, each independently responsible for recruiting new members, effectively allowing them to expand without limit.

Although the brutal battles often made it impossible for unlimited military expansion to replenish their losses, their numbers still far exceeded those of regular Holy Orders.

There are at least more than a thousand Astartes gathered here.

Leading the way were the best-equipped members of the Brotherhood of the Sword, the most elite warriors of the Black Templars.

Unlike other chapters that concentrated veterans into the First Company and placed new recruits in the Tenth Scouting Company for training, the Black Templars distributed their elite warriors to every Crusader Squad in the chapter, in addition to the Marshal's Guards who protected the commander.

Each of these Crusader squads was led by a formal member of the Brotherhood of the Sword, followed by several formal Astartes Brothers, and the rest were new recruits who had just joined the group.

They will be tempered by blood and fire in real battles, and only the surviving recruits will be qualified to be promoted to official Astartes monks.

That's true, but boarding an Orc battleship in this situation is much more difficult than "real grinding".

For the entire Black Templars Chapter, this battle is one of the most severe tests they have faced in hundreds of years.

But the Black Templar recruits showed no fear, which made Bosimonde very satisfied.

"They will become the true Black Templars."

He sighed to the brothers beside him.

Lancelot remained silent, clutching the battle flag tightly. Travis, clad in the Armor of Faith, whispered back, "I only hope that some true Black Templar will survive."

He has a melancholy that is not typical of a son of Dorne, yet his melancholy is very typical of a son of Dorne.

Bosimonde did not refute Travis. He did not know why Travis was chosen by the Emperor to become the Emperor's Champion this time. But he would not question the Emperor's decision.

Besides, even he himself was not optimistic about this plan.

Not only these new bloods of the Black Templar, but perhaps all of them will be killed in this boarding operation.

But so what?

As the pre-battle prayer ended, he stepped out before all the Crusaders.

Seeing the Grand Marshal and his battle flag appear, all the new recruits' faces turned solemn. Although no one spoke, a fanatical atmosphere spread among these soldiers.

They gazed in awe at the Grand Marshal and the banner in Lancelot's hand. The pride of the chapter flowed through the hearts of every warrior, and Bosimonde was well aware of this.

He walked up to these soldiers and gave a brief mobilization speech.

"Accept any challenge, no matter what the odds!"

All members of the Crusader team responded in unison: "There is no way for the unclean to survive!"

Bosimonde waved his hand: "Boarding torpedoes!"

All the Crusaders filed in, and the number of torpedoes carried by the specialized torpedo launch bays was enough to shoot out all the thousand soldiers.

Before boarding the torpedo, Issaga found Bosimonde and suggested, "Perhaps I can prepare a teleportation ritual."

Bosimonde flatly rejected it: "Brother Issagar, we never rely on witchcraft to win!"

This is also the reason why the boarding plan is not favored.

The Black Templars loathe psykers, and aside from a necessary number of astropaths and navigators within their fleets, they lack any Librarians within their Chapters. Even with teleportation beacons, they are unable to perform psychic teleportation through their Librarians.

This not only prevented the Black Templars from joining the battlefield via teleportation, but also meant that even if they completed the boarding, the Black Templars' warriors could not return to their own warships via teleportation.

Unless they could capture the entire Ork warship, or seize the opportunity to deploy return torpedoes, this boarding mission involving all crews would most likely be a one-way trip.

But Bosimonde didn't care about that.

The Emperor will protect every warrior who sacrifices for him, and they have only one thing to do.

That is to attack, and attack again!

Under the command of the captain, the Abomination broke through the Orc barrage recklessly. Although some Orc assault boats seized the opportunity to penetrate the hull of the Abomination, the Abomination also seized the opportunity to launch boarding torpedoes at the damaged Orc battleship.

"Master monks, the Abomination wishes you good luck in your military endeavors."

The captain had a final communication with the Black Templar warriors.

He confirmed the launch of the boarding torpedo and turned to look at his adjutant.

"Ensure the self-destruct sequence can be initiated normally."

he ordered.

"I will not let the Abomination fall into the hands of these abominable xenos, ever."

This warship is the same as the warriors of the Black Templars.

They are all rushing towards their own destiny.

The Orc warships moved slowly, and their close-range defenses were incredibly inaccurate. The Black Templars arrived at the Orc battleships almost unscathed.

As the boarding torpedo plunged into the garbage pile on the Orc warship, Bosimonde was the first to jump out of the torpedo.

Without having time to draw his weapon, he killed two green-skinned guys who were besieging him with his fists, and then he drew his own sword of the Grand Marshal.

He raised the tip of his sword high and shouted angrily: "Black Templar!"

The soldiers who emerged from the boarding torpedoes responded with even louder voices: "No mercy! No regrets! No fear!"

Their momentum even overwhelmed the orcs who were shouting "Waaaagh!". The orcs who originally wanted to pounce hesitated because of the Black Templar's battle cry.

Why do these black can guys look even more Waaaagh than him?

Although the orcs hesitated for a moment before continuing their attack, their momentum was clearly overwhelmed by the Black Templars. The orcs who tried to stop the Black Templars from boarding the ship, despite being far more numerous than the Astartes, were quickly slaughtered by the Black Templars.

Bosimonde beheaded the last greenskin who attempted to attack him. The accompanying technical sergeant had already determined that the basic framework of this Ork battleship was a strike cruiser belonging to the Imperial Fists.

Did he activate the final wall when all his ships were taken away?

He had a vague idea of ​​what his distant relatives were like. But now was not the time to dwell on such matters. The Techmarine had already shown them the way to the bridge.

They must seize command of this battleship.

Bosimonde shook the dirty blood of the orcs off his sword and gave new orders.

"The Galaxy belongs to the Emperor alone! Brothers, attack!"

Chapter 106: Rescue Plan.

Although the Black Templars were enjoying the battle, Leon, who received the news on Maxim, was extremely worried.

The reinforcements he had been waiting for had indeed arrived, but they got there first and started fighting with the orcs?

Where does this make sense?

To avoid this, Leon specifically decided to rendezvous in the Farr system. As long as the High Wall reinforcements could eventually reach there, someone would be assigned to guide their ships and allow them to leap into Maxim from Mandeville Point, the other side where the orcs didn't exist.