Chapter 2903 () Boiling Blood
As one of the most powerful battleships in the history of the Terra Empire, the 'Vengeful Spirit' must be huge in scale!
As a Glory Queen-class battleship, although it is not the largest, its length still reaches more than 20 kilometers, and its width and height are at least several tens or even ten kilometers, and this is why it has'
On the outside it looks like a solid, rustic piece of iron - the real origin of that nickname.
Due to its huge hull, it, like other large battleships, has many layers of decks for different functions and area divisions.
Those decks may include, but are not limited to, the flight deck, the macro gun deck, the upper battle deck where the Astartes live, the combat command deck, the Mechanicus equipment deck, the sailor deck, and there may be several or even dozens of layers of coolies and coolies.
The living deck where slaves lived.
In addition, there are deck areas dedicated to engines, torpedoes, shells and power engines with different functions, etc.
Anyway!
Because it is an 'ancient iron ingot' with a length of more than 20 kilometers and a width and height of at least several thousand meters. Therefore, the size of each of its decks is almost more than 20 kilometers long and several kilometers high.
The width is more than one hundred square kilometers. Therefore, with the huge hull and exaggerated living area, each layer of the ship is equivalent to the size of a small city. It is naturally composed of different functional decks of that layer.
A huge and internally recyclable ecosystem.
As a result, the number of humans or non-humans living in this huge internal cycle of ecology is likely to reach a huge, terrifying number of at least millions, and the exact number is unknown even on ships.
None of the managers themselves have accurate figures.
Therefore, this is the reason why these ships were able to sail in the subspace and the physical universe for a long time and continue to fight during the Great Crusade, and the reason why the Great Crusade continued for more than two hundred years.
However, just like a huge city will always have some dark corners, the Vengeful Spirit is certainly no exception!
In the depths of the deep and dark deck of the battleship that has been abandoned for many years, it seems to have been permanently swallowed by the shadow of time and turned into a lawless land. Therefore, the wandering soulless wanderers are hiding in
All kinds of parasitic monsters in the dark, as well as various criminals, killers and even cultists who escaped from the upper deck, etc., they all like to gather in that place.
Dim lights, decay and moisture, terrible rust, excessive radiation, and the faint screams, howls and roars that come from time to time are always the main theme there, and make the place already terrible and terrible.
The environment became increasingly scary.
Originally, at least one or two hundred years ago, not long after it was abandoned due to severe environmental deterioration, both the Astartes Space Marines and the Imperial soldiers in charge of security would often raid the place and would hide in the place.
The maggots and pests there were killed, driven away and cleaned up.
However, as time went by, the management of the battleship discovered that even after cleaning it several times, new 'maggots' would still fall below and take hold. Then, the more than twenty kilometers long
Each cleanup of a kilometer-wide complex area requires a huge amount of manpower, material resources and energy. They felt that the cost was too high and not cost-effective, so they simply asked the imperial soldiers to guard or closed the entrances and exits and ignored them.
In their view, even if they are cleaned, new 'maggots' and 'bacteria' will breed anyway, so it is better to simply block the entrances and exits, and then let the 'maggots' and 'bacteria' remain as long as they do not cause major harm.
It keeps fending for itself again and again!
That approach seems to be a good choice?
So, after letting it go for decades and carefully observing it, I found that the harm is really not that big of a deal. The consequences of not cleaning and cleaning are the same, and the key is that I can save a lot of manpower, material resources and energy.
Finally, the management, who thought the results were quite good, simply let it go completely.
It’s right if you think about it carefully!
After all, in the eyes of the Astartes officers or some managers who are responsible for managing the internal security of the ship, the lifespan of those dirty 'maggots' and 'bacteria' is short and limited. Since they are cleaned up
They will breed again after a while, and if they are not cleaned up, they will die quickly in the harsh environment after a while, so it is better not to clean them up at all!
And the key point is: if they don’t clean it up, as managers, they can at least save a lot of unnecessary trouble?
then!
At a certain point in time, after decades of observation and demonstration, the management attitude and basic tone for the bottom abandoned deck was set at a certain point in time.
Normally, apart from sending imperial soldiers to guard and close key entrances and exits, isolating that deck, and then sending out men to patrol and assess the disaster level regularly on a yearly basis, they do other things.
Then don’t care about it!
Even though they discovered that there were actually a lot of cracks and some new secret passages leading to the lowest abandoned deck, they still turned a blind eye unless their guns took the initiative to hit them.
That way they would reluctantly send people to clean it up and re-seal it, and if it wasn't discovered, they would just pretend they didn't know.
Perhaps, in the thinking of some management, it is better to leave the passage for the 'maggots' and 'bacteria' to enter the bottom deck and let them fend for themselves than to stay on other floors managed by them.
Is it more cost-effective to cause trouble on deck and consume their energy and test their administrative skills?
Therefore, gradually, under the deliberate laissez-faire of the managers, the abandoned bottom deck, which was like an underground world, full of decay, moisture, darkness, various cosmic parasites, beasts, and even various harmful gases, naturally and slowly became
It has become a gathering and corrupt paradise for criminals, killers, exiles and even cultists who are not tolerated by the battleship management.
Normally, no one would go to that place easily, even the lowest-level miserable crew members, laborers, slaves, and even ordinary imperial soldiers responsible for patrols would not easily set foot in that area unless necessary.
However……
What no one expected was that in the depths of an abandoned bottom deck filled with decay, moisture, darkness, all kinds of cosmic parasites, radiation and even all kinds of harmful gases, a place forgotten and abandoned by the empire.
The despised corner quietly breeds an unyielding fire.
I don’t know since when, a group of people calling themselves ‘rebels’ gathered there and built it into their gathering place, safe haven and armed stronghold.
Isn’t this?
"..."
At this time, I had just met with the two Astartes Space Marines from the 10th Company of the 'Sons of Horus' and beat them up, so that those two guys finally knew what respect and strength were.
The woman was silently walking step by step through this desolate, dark and decaying area.
Snap!
Snap! Snap!
Snap!
The air here is filled with the unique smell of rust, mold and some kind of harmful gas, and almost every few steps she takes on the soft and damp deck will be accompanied by one or two subtle rust cracking sounds, as if they are from a battleship.
The deck is so overwhelmed that it will collapse at any time?
But fortunately, it just sounds scary. If the preparation was really going to be rusted through, I'm afraid the priests and slaves of the Mechanicus would have come to repair it long ago.
On both sides of the passage she was walking, she didn't know who had used radioactive paint to paint hideous symbols and graffiti on the walls of the similarly rusted steel passage, and the dim green color it radiated was almost eternal.
The eternal light adds some rare and deadly light sources to this abandoned world.
Through the mottled pale green light that barely illuminated the surroundings, the woman could clearly see the rusted and abandoned pipes and various wiring exposed on the surrounding steel walls.
"..."
But she didn't look much, and just continued to walk forward on her own.
Snap! Snap!
Snap!
In this way, after walking through the 'radiation' area that was fatal to living things and no one or creature would be stupid enough to approach it, and walking for another ten minutes, the woman finally arrived successfully.
Another dark and deep area ahead that is dim and has almost no light.
"..."
Then, she expertly unscrewed a heavy steel door that was also rusted, walked into a passage with a dim safety radiation lamp, and then swerved for hundreds of meters in the dilapidated and complicated passage.
, and finally came to a huge hatch that was guarded by two guards armed with bolt guns.
"who?"
"ah!"
"leader!"
"Are you back?"
When they saw the woman arriving, the two young men, although their bodies looked full of filth, had a light in their eyes, and their mental outlook was very different from the laborers, slaves and even the crew in the residential area above.
He was startled, and then he immediately saluted and greeted the woman.
"..."
Nodding, the woman didn't say anything more, she just walked in without saying a word after the other party entered the password to open the door.
soon!
Although the one inside still looks a bit crude, compared to the areas outside, it is already like a 'paradise'. It is not only brightly lit, but also has fresh air, and a huge cabin with various filtration systems and life-support devices.
caught her eye.
Looking around, bright energy lamps are embedded around the huge cabin as big as an indoor football field and on metal pillars. Those lamps are well maintained, and only a few of them may be wired.
The question is flickering, making the light somewhat more vivid in this huge cabin.
Like the two people outside, in the separated compartments here, the men and women, old and young, are all in good spirits, and they have weapons on or around them, such as those
Old-fashioned individual kinetic energy weapons, various models and even hand-made bolt guns, the more advanced Cary Bluff V-1 laser rifle, and a variety of lightweight chain saw weapons and kinetic energy weapons, etc.
At this time, those men and women were sitting together in twos and threes, repairing their crude weapons, exchanging words in low voices, or greeting women from a distance, and occasionally in the open space in the distance.
There were also some children running and laughing among them.
And the joyful laughter finally brought a touch of unnoticeable warmth to this abandoned bottom deck that was still a little too cold and damp, and the woman couldn't help but step forward a little more firmly.
That’s right!
This is paradise, Guixu No. 1 Warehouse, and one of the strongholds of the resistance that she, the leader, founded over decades in the Vengeful Spirit!
And she is undoubtedly the leader of the resistance hidden inside the Vengeful Spirit, the flagship of the Sixteenth Legion's Sons of Horus!
"!!"
"leader!"
"Very good!"
"look!"
"The leader is back!"
"Big sister!"
Soon, when the woman walked to a place like a conference room inside the huge cabin and opened the door, a group of old and young people inside stood up one after another.
"Ali, are you back?"
"Is everything okay?"
Then an old man who looked to be about sixty or seventy years old, who was considered to be very old on this ship, walked towards her immediately and asked with concern.
"No!"
"What else can I do?"
"snort!"
"I haven't taken any notice of these two Astartes!"
Speaking contemptuously, he threw the chain sword on his waist towards the weapon rack next to him and let it roar with a bang. The woman, or rather the 'Ali', then walked towards the conference table.
He sat down at the head of the table, then grabbed the water glass from the female resistance leader next to him and drank it all.
"Sister Ali..."
"Shall I get you another drink?"
Seeing that Ali was still unsatisfied after drinking all her water, the female leader who looked to be at least forty years old but called "Ali" her sister quickly got up and walked towards the outside of the conference room.
He quickly ran to a certain hot water pump.
"how?"
After seeing Ali breathe a sigh of relief after drinking the water, the old man waited for a while and motioned for others to sit down. Then he returned to his seat and sat down. He looked at Ali cautiously and asked:
"Ali, the original body..."
"That Warmaster Horus, is he really about to die?"
Yes, all of them are very serious about this matter!
Because, once that original body, once that Warmaster Horus dies, the Vengeful Spirit and even the entire Great Expedition Fleet under Horus will be in huge chaos, and in that case, their chances will be
Maybe it will come.
Of course, the premise is that Horus is really going to die, so that they can have a chance and wait for the opportunity to act. If the other party is not dead, once they dare to act rashly, then the strength they have developed and accumulated over the past decades will be hard to come by.
Will be completely destroyed!
Therefore, today, Ali personally went out and contacted Loken's men in the 10th Company, who was the only one who had some good feelings for them as rebels, and asked them about the specific situation of Horus.
"He is indeed about to die..."
"Although they didn't say this explicitly, I can confirm from the reactions of the two Astartes that it's not a rumor."
"It can be seen that Horus's injury seems to be really serious?"
"Although I don't know what could hurt him..."
With that said, Ali took the glass of water that the female leader had just brought to her and thanked her before continuing to look at the leaders present at the meeting, wanting to see what they had to say about it.
"Horus is dying?"
"Very good!"
"In other words, our opportunity is finally coming?"
"Yes!"
"Hahaha! Then what are you waiting for?"
"Hurry up and gather the people and get everyone ready!"
"no!"
"Not yet!"
"Horus is not dead yet. Who dares to act rashly now?"
"Once exposed, the strength we have accumulated over the past decades will not be enough to defeat those Astartes in one wave. I firmly disagree!"
"??"
"But now is the best opportunity. If you don't agree, what will you do?"
"What I don't want to do!"
"But at least wait until you are sure that Horus is really dying, or that he is already dead, or that there is chaos on the ship!"
"Otherwise we have no chance!"
"shut up!"
"How do you say something to undermine morale at a time like this?"
"Demoralizing?"
"Hey!"
"Don't blame me for attacking you. Even if Horus dies, our chances are not great!"
"With so many companies, Abaddon and his first company alone are probably enough for us to drink from!"
"According to what you say..."
"Then do nothing?"
"I didn't say don't do anything, at least wait for the opportunity!"
"And now, Horus is not dead yet, there is no chaos on the Vengeful Spirit, and so many Astartes and Imperial troops are on board. If you want to die at this time, don't drag me with you!"
"We have no chance against them head-on, not at all!"
"!!"
"Fuck your motherfucker!"
"You guys are just afraid of death!"
"Am I afraid of death?"
"If I were afraid of death, I wouldn't have killed thirty imperial troops by myself!"
"you……"
"Okay!"
"He is right, we should indeed seek a safer time!"
"Even if Horus falls, facing the terrifying combat power of Abaddon and his First Company, we really have no chance and we cannot take it lightly!"
"Besides..."
"There is more than just the First Company on this ship!"
"Should we just do nothing?"
"I didn't say that..."
Unfortunately, after listening for a long time, Ali, as the leader, did not see her subordinates come up with an effective plan for her. She only saw the group of people starting a heated and futile discussion.
And they had had similar discussions many times in just a few days, and her ears almost became calloused.
"..."
So, gradually, she couldn't help but become a little bored.
"Enough!"
Finally, she slammed the table and stood up, causing even the glass of water to spill out.
"Since the opinions are not unanimous, let's take a look at the situation first and then talk!"
"Let's wait until Horus is dead."
"Okay!"
"That's it for today, you all can get out!"
After saying that, under the urging of Ali's wave, the leaders who looked at each other looked at each other, and finally they each glared at their opponents and walked away unhappy.
"Ally..."
Seeing that everyone had left, the sixty or seventy-year-old man just sighed, and after carefully closing the office door, he walked over and persuaded:
"Don't blame them, it's just..."
"We are all ordinary people, but you are not. They do not have as much confidence and ability as you. After all, we are facing the Sons of Horus and the entire 16th Legion. Those are space warriors who are like gods."
"They are not afraid of death, but they don't want to die innocently either!"
After saying that, the old man seemed to be a little weak, so he took a few steps slowly and staggered to sit on the nearest metal chair.
"Uncle Huang!"
"I'm an ordinary person too!"
Seeing the old man's condition, Ali sighed in her heart, and then retorted in a soft whisper, somewhat unbearably.
"No!"
"Ally..."
"We are, but you are not!"
The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned to look at the full-length mirror in the corner of the conference room.
At this time, he saw two people clearly reflected in the mirror, one of whom was still in the form of a girl, while the other was already very old.
"Ally..."
"No!"
"Sister Ali should..."
"I remember that you are three months older than me, right?"
Those cloudy eyes stared at the mirror for a long time. Finally, the old man surnamed Huang slowly turned his head to look at Ali who was standing not far away and sighed bitterly:
"It's been decades..."
"Look, you are still the same as you were when you were eighteen, but I am already old..."
"I'm afraid I don't have many more years to live."
"Except for those who unfortunately died in the uprising, the first batch of friends who followed you in our street have all died of old age. Now I am the only one left..."
"I know it, everyone knows it, and you must know it too..."
"You are really not an ordinary person..."
"Whether you admit it or not, you are just like those Astartes, or even a stronger and more mysterious being than them?"
"And this may be the real reason why everyone is willing to follow and trust you..."
"You are our god!"
"You are really strong, and you are getting stronger and stronger..."
"But we really can't afford to fail for the second time, and we can't even afford to lose you. Don't you understand?"
"You are the only hope and the only light for us poor people at the bottom..."
"So, can you wait a little longer?"
"At least……"
"Is it okay to wait until Horus dies?"
"Sister Ali?"
Having said this, Uncle Huang suddenly struggled to stand up, and then begged, and even wanted to kneel down, just to ask Ali, their spiritual support, not to take risks again.
"..."
Ali was silent. She didn't say she agreed, but she didn't object either. She just stepped forward and stretched out her hand to silently support the old man in front of her who was younger than her but already very old.
"I see."
"I'll think about it carefully."
But in the end, Ali, who couldn't bear to offend the other party, nodded, indicating that she listened.
"It's getting late, you should go back and rest first."
"I want to be quiet..."
Then, she directly helped the other person to the door of the conference room, and then signaled the guards guarding the door to help the other person back. After watching the other person's stooped back go away, she silently closed the iron door and walked slowly.
Went to a blackboard.
At this time, various contents and information were written on it, and in addition, there was also a ship painted with paint on them, the rebels, or the military brothers of the rebel army, and it was written with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it.
:
Arise, you hungry and cold slave!
Arise, all suffering people of the galaxy!
The blood in my heart is already boiling, and I must fight for the true truth and happiness!
The evil Terra and the Empire are bound to be wiped out...
Slaves, get up, get up...
…
"Sister Anne..."
"if……"
"How great would it be if you didn't lose the fight?"
As she watched, Ali's eyes began to become trance-like, and then scenes that were no longer clear flashed through her mind.
She remembers, was she five or six years old that year?
That was the first time she set foot on the earth of the planet, the first time she saw the blue sky and white clouds, the first time she breathed the air with the fragrance of green grass and leaves...
It was also at that time that for the first time, under the leadership of Sister Anne, she saw a different world where everyone could be happy.
The song in front of her was a song she accidentally opened from the database while playing with Miss Anne's personal terminal. She could not quite remember the specific lyrics, but she just
I wrote this paragraph based on my memory and melody and adding my own interpretation.
But even so, even though the memory is not very clear, but as she watched, her vision blurred, Ali could still feel her blood gradually boiling and burning...
Indeed!
What those followers and Lao Huang said just now are right. The current situation is indeed not yet time, and it is still a little short of time. However, she has been waiting for decades, and now she can't wait any longer.
I really can’t wait and don’t want to wait any longer!
Because she thought of that day, her father who held the last color in her world, and her mother who, even though she was extremely sad, had to drag her helpless body to work and never came back.
…
anyway!
No matter how difficult the road ahead is, she must fight it again!
After all, this is the best opportunity in decades. It has never been available before and may never be available again.
She didn’t want this evil spaceship, the countless unknown children on board countless evil spaceships, and the countless people who were in misery without knowing it to endure the suffering day after day, year after year, and to fight for it.
That false emperor sacrificed himself for the ridiculous imperial truth!
Because that is not the real truth, it is not the happiness she hopes for, it is a lie...
It is the most terrifying and vicious evil in the entire universe!
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Chapter completed!