Chapter 430 06.0429: ‘There’s a Sniper? Damn, There’s a Sniper!’

Starting from the preparations for Horatio's arrival, the preparation and recruitment of the Epic lasted for a week.

Then he took another week to complete the preliminary operational training of the recruited crew on a special E-type training ship.

Those who passed the stress test and practical exam were retained.

A total of 8,000 people have been planned.

Two weeks later, the Abyss Harbor dock.

Facing the crew who filled the review venue as big as two or three football fields, Horatio stood on the captain's podium with high spirits, his waist straight, and the cold-proof leather windbreaker draped over his shoulders was blown by the breeze from the ventilation duct. Floating, the rows and a half of medals hanging on his chest trembled slightly with the rise and fall of his breathing.

He wore a large-brimmed hat with a rare white visor instead of the iconic bicorne hat. The sides of the visor were lowered in a manner popular among the Imperial Navy, making the large-brimmed hat appear more three-dimensional and fit.

"My crew members, after a week of selection training, those who can stand here are all handsome men who have experienced rigorous selection. You all know what you are about to face! Today, you will board the ship for the first time. Epic, the Imperial Navy battleship for which you will sacrifice everything in the future!”

He turned sideways and stretched out his arms to point at the Epic that was moored on the berth. In contrast to the small crowd, this 246-meter-high attack ship looked extremely majestic, with smooth lines yet elegant.

"This is the latest new battleship installed in the Gothic Fleet of the Imperial Navy. It is sturdy, reliable, and has a lot of new technologies. We will drive her to severely attack our enemies! Those blue-skinned aliens! Let them see what god is. The imperial territory is inviolable! What a sacred navy!”

The young captain raised his arms and shouted.

"Yeah!!!" The crew members in the audience were ignited and shouted excitedly.

Armed sailors, gang members, and ordinary sailors cheered enthusiastically.

Sowed by the holy water of the Anglican priests and soaked in the incense of the Sisters, the crew members were full of unrealistic romantic fantasies about the future void battle.

The sailors of the armed forces religiously drank the holy water mixed with Epic engine oil. It was so smooth that one sip made people feel like they were drinking torpedo lubrication and maintenance fluid.

The weird taste is enough to give goosebumps to the bravest sailors.

After completing a series of necessary rituals and preparations, the crew lined up to board this coveted battleship.

After entering the cabin door, the entrance bulkhead is black iron-colored, and torpedoes up to 100 meters long are neatly arranged one by one inside.

This makes the aisle very narrow, and only five people can pass side by side between the two Helios torpedoes placed side by side. This means that whenever certain cabins are in danger, the evacuation work will easily cause accidents.

Horatio boarded his own bridge.

Standing on the spine of the ship, the 43-meter-high bridge has a curved hall layout inside. In the center of the semicircle is a long arched command platform, filled with an array of meditators. There are two elevators at the rear. Available for people to board the platform.

It has a bit of a U-shaped submarine bridge feel. It is also the observation platform of the E-type attack ship. In order to reduce the frontal projection, the observation bridge, command bridge, and battle bridge are all concentrated in one place, but they are distributed in different vertical directions. On the surface.

Directly in front is the location of the captain's command throne, which is an adamantine throne with a five-screen array of meditators in front of it.

It is located on an independent high platform, backed by an observation platform, accessible in all directions, and has a safety fence in front.

The five-screen display adopts fully automated neural plug signal reading technology. The images and functions on it can be enlarged or reduced according to the captain's will, or can be removed from the observation field.

This would be Horatio's main fighting position.

The cabin is located directly in front of the throne platform, with a standard fine gold void rudder.

But people with a keen mind will soon discover that, unlike ordinary battleships, it also has a dual precision control console for two people to sit side by side. This is when the attack boat is hiding in the asteroid belt. The cabin crew conducts silent micro-navigation operations.

"Captain! The Inspector General of the Epic and the Military Supervision Committee member Farida Hood are reporting to you. We hope that you and I will fulfill our duties and live up to the aspirations of the God-Emperor!"

The blonde girl wearing a platinum military prison uniform wore lacquered leather boots and a power sword hanging on her waist. Her silver chrome-plated bolter shone brightly. She stood upright and was wrapped in the uniform, and was restrained by a bright white armed belt hanging diagonally. of proud breasts,

He saluted and reported with a stern and solemn expression.

Looking at Farida's seemingly unsophisticated, ruthless, and tense face, with a look like 'the God-Emperor is watching you', Horatio couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

[Well, when I got up in the morning, I still looked charming and charming, and I got into work mode really quickly. Yes, yes, the next step was a row of officers standing in front of him, saluting and reporting to him one by one.

"Captain! First Lieutenant, Commanding Officer Archie Cuthbert Collingwood reports to you."

"Captain! Second Lieutenant, Chief of Operations Officer Louise Tavera reports to you." A Cadian woman with dark blue short hair and purple eyes saluted in a strong voice.

"Report Captain! Third Lieutenant, Chief Officer of the Weapons Department and Torpedo Officer Fidio reports to you!" The blond young man finally passed the Lieutenant Examination for the second time, with a bright smile on his face.

"Sir! Henry Harvey, the Fourth Lieutenant, Chief of the Navigation Department and Chief of Communications Department, is reporting to you." This young man, who was born into a family of generals of the Astra Militarum, finally put into use what he has learned under Horatio's promotion. , served as the chief officer of two important departments at one time.

"Captain, Fifth Lieutenant, Engineering Department and Power Department Chief Officer Leidos reports to you." The young officer with silver metal prosthetics on both arms raised his hand and saluted.

As a new officer who has passed the exam for the third time, although the results of Leidos Military Academy are not very good, at least he passed the exam for the third time, unlike a certain candidate who was crying and sad.

Horatio glanced at David Betty von Ravensburg. The heir of a famous family stood timidly in the final queue of candidates, feeling ashamed.

Of course, this is also a helpless move because the new warships lack officers. They have to let lieutenants take on multiple positions and promote alternate officers to positions that cannot be occupied on standard warships.

Ta-ta-ta. The deck made a crisp metallic sound.

A group of soldiers wearing power armor came over.

They were the vanguard of hell, but the leader had his helmet tucked under his arm and wore a red beret on his head that did not belong to the Imperial Navy.

"Master Chief Valina?"

Horatio blurted out subconsciously.

This made him a little strange.

Usually, for safety reasons, only ships with a Navigator family will be equipped with a Storm Loyal Security Force for supervision and riot control.

Therefore, he did not receive the news that a group of Storm Troopers would arrive on his flight.

And unlike the normal team formation, she came with a team of hell's top soldiers.

"Sergeant Valina." Before Horatio could ask, Military Supervisor Farida turned around with a frown and spoke.

"Why are you here?" She pressed down the brim of her big-brimmed hat to hide her sight and make herself look more authoritative.

[Another little, no, big fox fell in love with her, and it happened without any warning. What happened today? ]

Facing a new rival to steal her home, she suddenly felt pressured and felt a little depressed. She recalled the past when her home was stolen secretly.

"Report to the captain and military supervisor! We have just received an order. Because the ship is about to set out to conquer the Tau, we are sent as a special training force to board the ship and obey the captain's orders to fight!"

The lady official said with a serious look and no pretense.

"Whose order?" Farida didn't understand. If it was an order from the Navy, as the daughter of the Hood family, she couldn't possibly not know it.

She glanced at Horatio, and he shook his head.

Which kind person even recruited an additional special forces force for himself? After the Battle of Falxing, his chief Eagle Flag Battalion was still being replenished. As the first director of the Special Operations Department, why did he not receive such a transfer order?

Suddenly, he felt a twinge of discomfort, and suddenly looked at the top beam of the bridge. An unobtrusive cold light flashed past, a shadow.

[Sniper? ! ]

"There's an attack! Take cover!" He shouted, jumped to dodge, and took out his gun and pointed it in that direction.

But at this time, the cold light had disappeared, and the top of the beam returned to its usual appearance.

[——-Am I too sensitive and reacted by surprise? ]

Horatio blinked and looked at the empty overhead beam, almost falling into self-doubt.

Following his previous shout, the bridge immediately entered a combat alert state. Everyone pulled out their guns and looked for bunkers to hide and search for suspicious targets, but no enemy was found.

Just when Horatio was about to activate the Omen Shard to investigate the situation to confirm whether he was too paranoid, Tiefeng himself had already activated the lead police.

His ankles exerted force, and he instinctively jumped forward and turned around, using his shoulders as a buffer, and fell to the ground, pointing the bolt pistol behind him.