Invincible after death, but in Warhammer 40K

After the officer's death, command among the airships was assumed by the adjutants from other ships.

Amidst the increasingly disadvantageous battle, he found himself in a difficult dilemma.

If he retreated, so many people would have died without anything to show for it, and the upper echelons of the Kabal would not let him off so easily.

But if he didn't retreat, it didn't look like they would be able to win.

The adjutant raised his head and looked at the distant horizon.

There, the silhouettes of the various ships had already appeared, as if they could close the distance if they accelerated and charged one more time.

In the end, this adjutant gritted his teeth and decided to persevere for a while longer, at least until the Venom had boarded the ship.

Soon, the message that they had reached the target ship was relayed back.

As the orders were given, at the front end of several Ravagers, the tide of energy fluctuations began to churn.

On the Storm Vortex Projector cannons at the front of those airships, obscure dark light intertwined with the unraveling of reality while flashing.

In the next moment, the violent energy was almost completely constricted.

This was not a sign of calming down, but an anomaly that had found a vent before being launched.

In that instant, even the gentle, scattered sunlight seemed to dim.

Exceeding the speed of light... no, it should be said that several dazzling white "arcs" that had exceeded the bounds of the real universe linked the cannon muzzle to its target.

It shouldn't even be called a launch; it was some more direct form of action. The arc-shaped rays that seemed to be projectiles were merely a secondary effect of this action.

On the other end.

At the point where the arc made contact, the originally solid wall of reality began to collapse, and the membrane between it and the Warp was rapidly weakening.

Eventually, the two converged.

That suffocating blackness rapidly expanded from a singularity, like the pupil of some massive creature beginning to open, except that there was nothing in the eye socket.

This was a tear in reality connecting to the Warp.

The ship's hard and thick Ceramite hull, like a piece of paper, was shattered along with the collapsing space at the point of impact. As everyone watched, this extreme blackness, which could make one feel nauseous and dizzy just by looking at it, began to expand in a circle.

Fortunately, even using airships as a platform, the energy output was not enough to fully power this dangerous weapon.

After maintaining it for what could only be described as a brief moment, leaving several extremely smooth-cut gaps in the ship's hull, those rifts quickly closed as quickly as they had opened.

However, although the holes were not very large, they were completely large enough for the Venom to enter.

Outside.

With no missiles able to lock on, the anti-aircraft cannons on those transport ships were completely unable to threaten the Venom, and the anti-aircraft fire net, composed of dozens of light chains and bursts of lasers, was broken through in the blink of an eye.

After breaking into the ship formation, the last distance was just a blink of an eye for those high-speed objects.

A dozen Venom crashed unhindered into the largest ship in the fleet, that gilded Flagship... which was also the transport ship carrying the most troops.

That's right, not the Command Ship.

Recall the description of the Armed Transport ship not long ago. Its appearance was "ordinary" among the fleet.

Putting aside whether the nobles themselves cared about safety, how could the Adeptus Mechanicus allow the ship transporting the Warbringer Titan to take any risks? To them, all the other ships in this fleet were just meat shields for the Titan.

Forget about being the Flagship, even agreeing to serve as the Command Ship was only because those nobles would bring their elite guards with them.

Therefore, this ostentatious position naturally fell on another ship.

And to give the enemies who planned to jump onto the Flagship and carry out a decapitation strike a little surprise, a transport ship with the largest volume and carrying the most troops became the Flagship as a matter of course.

After rushing directly into the ship's hull, dozens of Kabal warriors jumped off the Venom as soon as they entered the breach, afraid that others would steal their kills.

However, after they landed and steadied themselves, their expressions gradually changed from ferocity to helplessness. Within sight, in every corner, looking at those green-clad figures that even filled the corridors, they felt for the first time that this color was so terrifying.

However, not everyone was so unlucky. Some Drukhari entered breaches that led to narrow areas, which allowed those Kabal warriors with decent skills to hold out for a short time with the help of the terrain.

If the subsequent airship support could follow up in those areas, it might have really allowed them to rush deeper into the ship and snatch some people before escaping on vehicles or something.

Unfortunately, after they sent a message to the rear saying that there was a great victory ahead, with the mindset of "if I die, I won't be the only one to die," the adjutant, who knew the kind of people under his command, unhesitatingly gave the order to retreat.

Are you kidding me? If the situation was really so great, you would have asked me to come over and share the spoils?

Therefore, after persevering for a while, although they caused some casualties, their Shuriken Catapult ammunition was limited, and the heads of the Imperials were endless.

Each of them could kill ten or even twenty or thirty people, but this ship had a thousand times the manpower advantage.

Under the seemingly endless reinforcement of the enemy, the messages to the rear from the surviving Kabal warriors inside the ship disappeared without a trace. These Aeldari finally realized the situation they were facing.

After multiple attempts to return to the boarding point failed, the fear of death... or rather, the fear of being taken by a certain unspeakable entity in the Warp, caused them to take an action: surrender.

Unlike crazy Chaos cultists or Space Marines, they did not worship Slaanesh and had not been twisted by Slaanesh. They were, in fact, more "pure" than the normal Craftworld Aeldari.

Their bottomless behavior and madness were only to plunder and torture the painful souls of others so they can replace their own and delay being sucked away by Slaanesh as much as possible.

After realizing that death was inevitable if they continued to persist, these Kabal warriors unhesitatingly chose to slide to their knees—this behavior was not without feasibility.

Although the Imperium indiscriminately hates all Xenos... there were also some nobles who wanted to hide a few Aeldari slaves to vent their dark desires, so in some markets, these Xenos fetched a high price.

If they were Astra Militarum, that would be one thing, but they could immediately see that most of the forces opposing them were just PDF. In this case, surrender was entirely feasible; those in charge of command might not mind having a few more living collectibles or high-value goods.

Sure enough, after expressing the intention to surrender, the other side temporarily stopped attacking.

Faced with this unusual situation, the officers on the front lines naturally also realized its value.

Not for commercial value.

But because, in theory, these Xenos don't usually target transport fleets. After all, you never know what's loaded into a fleet. The risk is too high. The unusual behavior now is likely to have some other trigger. However, both sides knew that this was just the brief calm before the storm, and the final result would have to be decided by the higher-ups.

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