Warhammer 40: Starting as a Rogue Trader

Chapter 8 Awakening Psychic Powers
The sound of gunfire resounded throughout the lower deck. The plasma flames ejected by the fire bats were simply impossible for flesh and blood to penetrate.

"The Emperor is above! Traitors, feel the Emperor's wrath!"

The soldier wearing the CMC-660 shouted excitedly, swearing that this was the best equipment he had ever used in his life.

The only downside is that he always feels that wearing this outfit has an indescribable odor...

That is caused by the fire bat's special insulation layer, which not only insulates but also absorbs the sweat of the user.

But compared to the power of the equipment, this negative effect was directly ignored! What's the big deal?

The desperate zombies rushed forward like moths to a flame, but were all reduced to ashes in the flames.

The machine gunners killed those who were severely mutated in the zombie horde.

As the battle progressed, the law enforcement team and soldiers became more and more familiar with their equipment.

They even began to use their existing equipment to further increase their combat effectiveness.

The combat suits allow them to more easily pick up the sturdy and heavy boarding shields, and the increased strength of the combat suits allows them to throw the hot melt bombs and various projectiles in their hands very far.

Rather than the bayonet on the C-14, they preferred to equip themselves with a chainsword.

Wearing combat uniform and wielding a chainsaw sword, he can easily cut two or three enemies in half.

The combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers has been epically enhanced.

The balance of the battlefield has completely tilted towards the Empire.

"Form a team of five! Cover each other and search for survivors. Don't miss any corner. Notify the logistics team and the pastor to take over here!"

The team began to disperse, and their mission was to eliminate all mutants.

The soldiers in combat uniforms moved quickly, knocking open the closed doors and burning anything related to Chaos.

It is true that some people who have not completely lost their sanity were found in some houses, but they had been affected by the chaos and still could not escape the fate of death.

Gao Yi also saw the entire battle through Damon's perspective. It really felt like playing Dark Tide, except that the soldiers in combat uniforms were more efficient in killing.

Even if it is not the level of the four little strong men per capita, it is almost the same, and there are hundreds of such soldiers.

Seeing that the balance of psychic crystals reached 3000, Gao Yi felt like he had suddenly become rich.

This is enough for him to build several more barracks, but the heavy factory requires 5 psychic crystals and the star port requires 10, which is still a long way to go before he can save enough.

However, the heavy factory can manufacture Titan-class weapons such as Thor, and the starport can also manufacture Yamato battleships that can directly jump. In the face of such creations, the requirement of this psychic crystal does not seem too outrageous.

The influx of a large amount of psychic crystals also caused some changes in Gao Yi's body.

Gao Yi threw a tentative punch, which actually produced a sound of breaking through the air. As he closed his eyes, he saw his projection in the subspace again.

It was this black hole-like existence that purified the subspace energy obtained through killing.

As the black hole swallowed more and more subspace energy, Gao Yi discovered that he could also mobilize the purified energy in it.

Gao Yi opened his eyes, and there was a thunderous light shining in his eyes. Spiritual energy surged in his body. His five senses instantly covered everything within a kilometer. Everything was within his perception.

At this time, the void ship was sailing in the subspace and did not need to break through the barriers of the real universe, which further increased Gao Yi's power.

This kind of spiritual power has been stripped of its negative aspects and will not cause any burden to the user.

Furthermore, within his psychic vision, he could even see Damon's recruited soldiers. Previously, he could only recruit soldiers from the shop to his side, but now he could deploy them to the side of the recruited soldiers. "I understand..." After loading StarCraft, I realized that I was the Xel'Naga from the Warhammer universe. The Warp projection was the Xel'Naga's true form in the void, and my physical body was my clone in the physical universe.

Just like the fallen Xel'Naga Amon in StarCraft 2 needs to kill the Protoss who believe in him to obtain energy to sustain himself, I kill those who have the energy of the warp in their bodies.

If I continue to grow, is there a chance I can become a god?
I have a feeling that once I completely eliminate the corruption of this battleship, my strength will increase significantly!"

Although Gao Yi often talked about loyalty to the God-Emperor in the game and in the group, as a proletarian fighter, he could not believe in a god all of a sudden, and the God-Emperor would not respond to false beliefs. This kind of belief could not be blessed by just saying it verbally.

Since the Divine Emperor cannot be relied upon now, Gao Yi thinks he should rely on himself.

In order to speed up the process of quelling the riot, Gao Yi already felt that he seemed to be awakening new abilities, but his current strength was not enough.

Gao Yi can clearly understand the actions, expressions, and even words of everyone within a one-kilometer radius of himself.

Just as Gao Yi was studying how to use this power, Damon's voice came from the sound array system.

"Commander! They're killing the survivors. Many still retain their human consciousness, and the medics can heal their wounds, but they're still being burned alive! I can't stop them."

After hearing Damon's words, Gao Yi could only sigh. Although he also felt it was a bit cruel, he knew that what the soldiers did was not wrong.

"Damon, you don't understand this world. Those who have been corrupted may still be saved, but the price to pay is too high, and it is impossible to find that kind of solution on this battleship.

Rather than letting them suffer and become a hotbed for the growth of corruption in the Warp, it is better to let them accept death while they are still human. They have their own beliefs, and if they die while still human, their souls still have a chance to go to the Golden Throne. If they are completely transformed into believers of Chaos, their souls after death may be taken away by the evil god!
Don't interfere in the affairs of these soldiers; this is experience gained through blood and tears."

"Alright... I understand... Commander, the battle has made great progress!
We've already made a preliminary effort to eliminate the enemies in Cargo Areas A and B. The onslaught of those irrational guys is nothing to behold. The logistics team has also begun to establish positions and supply points here. I have to say those priests and deacons are quite skilled. Ever since they've been mumbling a bunch of incomprehensible words and performing some complicated rituals, the virus in the air here seems to have really decreased!"

"Don't be careless, Damon. More equipment and ammunition are already being sent down. Listen to the opinions of the soldiers in this world. Chaos is more formidable than you might think. I don't believe these zombies are the only enemies this time. This world also has psykers, and those who believe in Chaos are adept at harnessing this power!"

Hearing that the enemy could also use psychic power, Damon also became serious. In StarCraft, his boss Raynor's lover Kerrigan was a powerful psychic... He knew the destructive power.

"I understand! The sound array detected that there are still survivors resisting in the next area. The priest there said he has important information. He mentioned the former Rogue Trader, but before he could continue, the sound array was interrupted by some interference!!"

"The original Rogue Traders? Damon tried to rescue them. The Rogue Traders went to the lower decks and there was something strange going on. We need this information."

"We're already preparing!"

With that, Damon shut down the communication system.

"Boys, leave the finishing work to the people behind you. Check your weapons and ammunition! There are still people waiting for us to rescue!"

"Yes, sir!"

While the loyalists continued to advance, at least a thousand surviving ship workers were holding on in the church in the cargo area.

They stayed in the church and prayed to the holy image of the God-Emperor.

The state religion's churches are spread across every deck of the warship. No one would cut corners when building a church dedicated to the God-Emperor. The church is very sturdy and large, and there are always soldiers guarding it to maintain order.

Priests of the state religion also take turns staying in the church 24 hours a day to spread the faith of the God-Emperor and enlighten the boatmen who continue to live and work in an oppressive environment.

Compared to the soldiers on the upper deck, the people on the lower deck need more faith to keep them from being corrupted.

"Priest...are those lunatics really unable to break in? The great Rogue Trader will come to rescue us!"

"Of course, the Divine Emperor is protecting us. Those traitors will suffer the most horrific punishment. Did you see that? The deadly poisonous fog is isolated from the outside, which is the best proof. Moreover, the sound array has been restored, and the soldiers of the Rogue Traders are heading here to rescue us. As long as we hold on a little longer, we will all be fine!
Come, let us pray together to the statue of the God-Emperor, and He will protect us!"

At this time, the church was emitting a faint golden light as more and more prayers were prayed, isolating the surrounding poisonous fog.

(End of this chapter)