The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 210 198. Predator's Victory

Zeratul also felt incredible when he saw those terrible sharks leaping from the void. This well-informed old man didn't know how these damn human space warriors could pass through the terrible gravitational tearing and reach such an accurate position.

If he had ever known the mysterious and terrifying Eighth Legion, then Zeratul should have understood what kind of strategy the other party used.

On the lower deck of the strike cruiser, in the darkest and most hidden room, a terrible machine was running. This machine was built with countless blasphemies and ancient dark technology.

Under this huge instrument composed of brass and pottery jars and countless gear thinkers and computers, there was the thing that all creatures feared the most.

"Forgive me, I let you let me go, don't torture me anymore, you damn apes!!"

The naked dark Eldars tied below, and the executioners that made people feel cold all over, kept making painful and screaming wails. But the technical sergeants and think tanks next to them ignored what those guys said and continued to manipulate the things in their hands.

This is the terrible thing that the Carcharodon Warband is so terrible, which can help them pass the Salt point, the terrible machine called "Deep Sea Scream".

You know, part of the gene seed of the Carcharodon Warband comes from the Night Lords, and naturally inherited their terrible bloodshed and cruel talents.

Those warriors also successfully used their own advantages and their ancestors who were not sure whether they were loyal or betrayed, and obtained the technology from their former legions. The Eighth Legion's mysterious secret art is called the soul weapon of "Scream".

Strictly speaking, Scream cannot be regarded as a weapon, but a work of art, because he regards the fear of intelligent creatures as an art, and this art is successfully concretized and visualized through this perfect machine.

After they successfully made such a weapon, they were modified so that she could use it more skillfully. Not only can it be activated in battle, it can also make the enemy's mind broken and unconscious.

It can also be activated to let the fleet pass through the dangerous subspace. The ocean is like a shark in the deep sea, using its natural depth to avoid dangerous reefs.

In this way, using the magical Art of Fear machine, they successfully passed through the dangerous Salt Point and came directly to the colony of the United Army.

Now most of the warships have been dragged to the front line by Alarak and are in chaos. The defending Zeratul does not have many valuable warships. Now he only has one mothership and several aircraft carriers, and the more troublesome thing is that although the opponent has only one strike cruiser, it has two moon-class cruisers.

The moon-class cruiser is not a large battleship, but it is a main battleship, just like the T-72 in the third-generation tank. You can build it hard, but you can't underestimate it. So even in the Double Emperor Era of the Anti-Dimensional Chaos, the Human Empire has almost more than 200 moon-class cruisers successfully launched every year.

If his air formation, which only had aircraft carriers and motherships, was allowed to engage in close combat with those gunboats, Zeratul could already imagine his fate, and the opponent was not an ordinary Imperial Navy, but also a terrifying killer like the Space Marines.

Facing the Man-eating Shark Fleet that was constantly attacking their merchant fleet, the only thing Zeratul could do was to urge Alarak to lead the main fleet back to the team, and then send fighters to stop the sharks that were killing people.

The Man-eating Shark Fleet was already playing tricks in the battleship group. The alien warships in front of them kept wailing under their attack, and the fragile self-defense artillery on their warships had no way to work, and they could attack those small warships.

Killing people in the dark waters was very enjoyable for the Man-eating Shark, but the predators did not hunt just to make themselves feel happy.

These predators fought in the dark areas outside the Milky Way, and they were now in urgent need of supplies before they could go to fight the traitors in the Great Whirlpool area.

After selecting their prey, the Astartes finally found four merchant ships that were very suitable. Three of them were merchant ships converted from Imperial warships captured by the Karai Protoss, including a Moon-class cruiser and two Cobra-class destroyers.

After the Second Damocles Gulf Expedition ended with the defeat of the Human Empire, nearly 60 worlds originally from the Empire all surrendered to the rule of the Karai Protoss, and the fleets on them naturally surrendered to them.

Except for a part that was transformed and used as auxiliary military defense. Most of the warships on the local planets, especially some warships that were not completed on the dock platform, were also transformed and used as merchant ships.

But even so, these warships could not be easily captured by the Astas, because they were equipped with advanced optical sighting systems and jump systems that could navigate in space without compressing space. One of the warships could also directly enter the webway.

After seeing that the enemy had successfully entered the warship by boarding, Zeratul immediately issued an order without any hesitation.

"Start Agreement No. 66!"

After hearing this order, everyone was shocked. Some people even turned their faces together, unable to believe their ears. But Zeratul quickly interrupted their thoughts with another sentence

"Repeat again, start Protocol 66!!"

Under the strict order, no one dared to resist Zeratul's order. The chief phase technician began to input the order tremblingly. When he was about to press the last button, he couldn't help but say in his heart

"May the ancient saints bless us."

As the order was written, several warships in the distance also entered the last moment of their lives. The Astartes who were trying to seize control of the warships did not react, and the warships under their feet suddenly fused, and the powerful shock wave directly destroyed the entire warship.

When the first warship exploded and buried several Astartes inside, after that, all the space sharks understood that those damn aliens were equipped with self-destruct systems on these warships. The most important thing now is to quickly withdraw their fighting brothers.

But at this time, an unexpected scene appeared. The warship that originally belonged to the Moon-class cruiser actually only exploded at the engine, and did not extend to the entire warship.

Zeratul was extremely angry after seeing this scene, and roared angrily

"What's the situation? Why can't the agreement be started normally?"

The phase technician leader, frightened by the majesty of the elder, swallowed his saliva and whispered

"Maybe the crew discovered the existence of the agreement during the process and cut off a part..."

Because the deep sea scream was still operating, they could use the subspace transmission that was usually very dangerous, but the cargo and precious warships that they did not have time to load were scattered forever in the galaxy. The warship that had completely destroyed the engine was hooked by the space sharks with their own warships, and they moved towards the subspace together.

Seeing the other two warships blooming like fireworks, the warship leader knew that it was useless to continue waiting now, and according to the navigator's report, those alien warships were rushing back, and now they had to evacuate. If they continued to fight, there would be no benefit in this hunt.

Zeratul could only watch those damn guys re-enter the subspace and walk away.

No one knew how much supplies the space sharks took away. Everything turned to dust in the explosion. What they gained must be more than what they lost. Because in addition to paying some cannon fodder warships, they also gained a main battleship, a large amount of fuel supplies and human crew.

The well-fed sharks continued to move forward. They would continue another hunt of their own, never stopping.