First Battle

The mutants lingering outside the blast door stirred upon hearing the sound of the gate opening.

They let out howls one after another.

They continuously charged at the blast door, making "bang bang" impact sounds.

Some mutants even tried to squeeze through the gaps in the door.

Startled by the frenzied enemies, the players instinctively took a few steps back.

The mutants' appearances were terrifying.

Their exposed bodies were covered in tumors and slimy tentacles.

Their heads bore sharp horns, their hands were covered in chitin, or had also transformed into tentacles.

When they opened their mouths to roar, they exhaled a nauseating stench.

Their eyes were filled with madness, as if they wanted to devour all living beings.

"Damn it, that scared me to death."

"Are all mutants this terrifying?!"

"It's not always a good thing for a game to be this realistic!!"

"I suddenly admire those Imperial soldiers. Looking at these things, I just want to turn and run."

"You guys are too weak. Look at Old Bird, fearless in the face of danger, calm as Mount Tai when it collapses before him. That's a real man."

"My legs went weak from fear. Quick, help me up."

Bang!

Bang!

Muffled gunshots rang out behind the players.

Several mutants' heads were consecutively blown apart.

Brain matter, skull fragments, and flesh flew everywhere.

With the [Gun Shooting (Mastery)] skill, Qin Yun was a sharpshooter, hitting his mark with every shot at this distance.

The corpses of those whose heads were blown off twitched violently in front of the players, incredibly realistic.

"Even this is this realistic?"

"Damn, is this kind of R-rated scene something I should be seeing??"

"Whoa, the brain matter just flew out like that."

"This is too amazing, it looks just like the real thing."

"I can't take it anymore, I feel like throwing up."

The players' eyes widened, staring at the scene of carnage, utterly shocked.

After blowing apart another enemy's head, Qin Yun turned to look at the players.

"Stand at the very front. Anyone who dares to retreat, I will execute."

"Show your courage. The Emperor does not need cowardly trash."

As soon as he said this, the players who had been shrinking back in fear could only obediently step forward.

"Is the Guide also acting as a political commissar?"

"Execution on the battlefield, this Warhammer feature is a must-try."

"I used to watch Warhammer videos and saw Imperial soldiers fleeing from Warp daemons, thinking they were too cowardly. Now, looking back, at least they could hold out until the real daemons arrived. Compared to me, they were terrifyingly strong."

"These monsters are too terrifying. Thankfully, it's just a game. If I had to live in a world like this, I'd rather blow my own head off with a gun."

Qin Yun ignored the players' complaints.

He held his automatic pistol and shot at the mutants trying to rush in.

There were quite a few mutants lingering outside.

But in front of Qin Yun's exquisite marksmanship, the enemies charging at the forefront were like clay pigeons.

One by one, their heads were blown apart.

Gunshots roared, and flesh flew.

In a short while, the ground was littered with mangled limbs.

The mutants were fearless and numerous.

No matter how many fell, new ones would always charge forward.

Relying on their numerical advantage, they eventually poured through the opened blast door.

"Prepare for battle, for the Emperor."

Qin Yun shouted, simultaneously activating the skills "Prayer" and "Zeal."

A faint golden light spread from his body, seeping into the players' bodies.

The players, who had been so terrified their legs felt weak, felt a surge of power flow into their bodies.

Instantly, they felt stronger.

Their hearts were no longer fearful, and they were no longer afraid of those monsters.

"For the Emperor."

"For glory."

"Grab your weapons, let's kill these bastards."

The first mutant charged in, only to trip over the corpses of its companions.

The Warmaster seized the opportunity, wielding a large wrench in both hands, and swung it violently at the mutant's head.

A dull thud echoed.

The mutant's head exploded like a watermelon.

Its corpse twitched on the ground for a while.

"Damn, this feels so real."

The Warmaster's tone was excited, showing no discomfort whatsoever.

The other players, empowered by the buffs from "Zeal" and "Prayer," also swung their crude weapons at the mutants charging in.

The players' bodies were shaped by the Emperor, making them stronger than ordinary people.

Even with their crude weapons, they could break the mutants' limbs or smash their heads.

Furthermore, the entrance wasn't large, allowing at most three or four mutants to charge in at once.

The players had the numerical advantage.

The mutants that managed to get in were battered and broken by their combined efforts.

After falling to the ground, they were finished off, their heads smashed open.

After continuously killing several mutants, the Warmaster shouted excitedly.

"My level increased, and I learned the skill Melee Combat (Basic)."

"I leveled up too, but why did I learn Warp Sense (Basic)? Am I a Psyker?"

"..."

After more than ten minutes of fighting, the mutants lingering at the entrance were hunted down one by one.

Qin Yun put away his hot-barreled automatic pistol and checked the combat rewards.

He had killed a total of 103 mutants, gaining 1000 + 530 Faith Points.

He himself had killed 50 of them.

For each kill, he received 20 Faith Points.

The other 53 were killed by the players.

For each of their kills, he received 10 Faith Points, with the remaining 10 Faith Points going to the player.

It was essentially a 50/50 split.

"Well, this is like a contracting system," Qin Yun mused silently.

As the main contractor, he took missions from the Emperor and then assigned them to the players.

If something went wrong, he'd likely be the one responsible.

"Impressive, for an immortal, to master the subcontracting system."

[Congratulations on gaining experience.
Level: LV3 -> LV4.
Learned Skill: Purification.
(Can expel the evil forces of the Warp and remove all negative effects)]

"Looks like leveling up at the start is pretty easy."

After checking his gains, Qin Yun looked at the other players.

"Check the enemies' corpses, and finish off anyone who isn't dead."

As soon as he spoke, someone shouted.

"Hey, this guy has a weapon on him."

Old Bird managed to find a large-caliber handgun on a fallen mutant.

"Can we loot enemy equipment too?"

"Quick, search around. There must be other gear."

Seeing someone else scavenging equipment from the mutants, the players finally realized they had underestimated the true value of "100% freedom."

No guns, no cannons, the enemy provides for us.

The wisdom of the older generation could still be useful here.

"Something's wrong. Why did I get a corruption buff?"

The Old Bird, who had been happy moments ago, looked panicked. He quickly tossed the handgun he had just picked up as if it were a hot potato.

"On the battlefield, don't casually pick up enemy weapons. Chaos's evil power has already corrupted them."

Qin Yun strode over. He bent down and picked up the handgun. He activated his skill – "Purification." A faint golden light appeared, and the Chaos Star symbol on the gun handle slowly faded, replaced by the Aquila.

He tossed the gun back to the Old Bird. "Your performance was incredibly brave. This is your spoils of war."

"No more corruption buff," the Old Bird grinned, holding the gun with obvious affection.

Qin Yun added, "I can purify one weapon for each of you. But next time, you'll have to use Faith Points at a Shrine to cleanse the chaotic evil from your weapons."

The other players lowered their heads and searched, hoping to find other weapons. Unfortunately, under normal circumstances, the crew wouldn't be issued weapons. After all, Warp travel was incredibly oppressive, and crew members could easily lose control. Only supervisors or armed crew members were equipped with weapons to prevent potential riots.

There were over a hundred bodies. Besides the gun in the Old Bird's hand, the rest were just daggers and similar portable blades. It seemed the incident on the Imperial Glory had happened very suddenly. After the Geller Field failed, the crew hadn't even had time to react before they were either corrupted or slaughtered by Warp entities.

"How about you sell me that gun? I'll give you real money, a thousand yuan," Brother Zhong walked over, hoping to buy the gun from the Old Bird.

"I'll pay ten thousand!" Little Fatty also shouted. "Old Bird, give me the gun, and I'll transfer the money to you when we get back."

"Damn it, you're going to fight me for this too?" Brother Zhong glared at Little Fatty.

"I want to use a gun too. I'm not used to this pipe," Little Fatty shot back, unfazed.

Ten-Timer grinned, revealing a mischievous smile, and inserted himself between Brother Zhong and Little Fatty. "This is the first gun dropped in the epic game Warhammer Online. If the game blows up later, this gun will have historical significance. Selling it for ten thousand yuan wouldn't be worth it."

At these words, the other players also looked at the gun in the Old Bird's hand, their eyes filled with longing. They had already experienced Warhammer Online firsthand. It was a crushing blow to other games on the market. Once it went into open beta, it was guaranteed to be a massive hit. This meant the first gun dropped in the game, currently in the Old Bird's possession, could potentially be sold for an exorbitant price in the future.

"I'm not short on money, so no, I'm not selling," the Old Bird said, stroking the handgun lovingly, more so than he would his own wife.

"There are plenty of weapons like this. There's no need to fight over it," Qin Yun said. "Weapons not blessed by the Emperor cannot be bound. They will be dropped upon death, and items obtained during the closed beta may not be retained in the open beta."

"Guns aren't uncommon on a ship. Once we secure the Armory, I'll issue firearms and ammunition to each of you."

"Now, prepare yourselves and advance. For the Emperor, we must retake the Imperial Glory as soon as possible."

PS: The invincible Warmaster has completed his loan for the Thirteenth Black Crusade.