American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Dong Dong Dong --

Accompanied by the chaotic sound of heavy military boots stepping on the metal floor.

The agile gang dogs scanned everything in front of them with a smile.

After all, finding a mechanical creature trying to escape is still a new thing for them.

At the same time, the automatic servo robots waving mechanical tentacles also turned on the scanning equipment inside the metal shell.

They were like cats catching mice, carefully exploring every inch of the ground in the base.

In the brightly lit hall of the base.

Rorschach stood next to the metal round table with his arms folded in front of his chest.

At this moment, the expression on his face has returned to the calmness of the past.

Just a pair of slightly narrowed eyes.

Occasionally, he would scan the base images that were constantly projected from his eye sockets to the Iron Man David.

"My Lord, Raditus believes that he needs to atone for his sins. He has led a team of automatic servo robots to rejoin the search team. At present, they are searching upward from the bottom of the underground base, which is the newly developed fifth floor. The gang dogs also led the automatic servo robots to search from the first floor downward."

"Well, I see... Let everyone be careful. A power fist may not pose much threat, but the ancient machine soul in the power fist may not be."

"My 'miracle' told me that the other party was produced by the Blood Ravens, but I now doubt that the real origin of this power fist may be the Dark Angels..."

Rorschach blinked his eyes subconsciously and took a deep breath.

He turned his head and said to Iron Man David indifferently.

And Iron Man David did not say anything.

It just shook its metal head slightly.

The blue light flashing in its eye sockets fluctuated slightly.

Not long after, the waiting time passed bit by bit.

Even Rorschach changed from standing with his arms folded to sitting next to a metal round table and reading.

At this moment, the two teams searching the underground base have completed the exploration of the upper and lower floors of the base respectively.

They are about to meet successfully on the third underground floor, which is the foundry workshop of Reditus.

And according to the various clues found by the automatic servo robots in the team from all over the base.

This weird power glove seems to have chosen to return to the foundry and hide.

It seems that the other party found that they could not escape from the base at all.

It was a risky move made as a second choice.

To be honest, the whole thing has developed to this point.

Rorschach's depression about the loss of the power glove has been transformed into curiosity.

This made him have more desire to explore the behavior pattern of the ancient machine soul.

So, after a group of gang dogs and automatic servo robots went through tense and exciting pursuits and interceptions again and again.

Finally, they successfully tied up the power glove that tried to resist the pursuit with mechanical tentacles.

Ten minutes later.

Rorschach in the lobby of the base once again saw the power fist tied up by the automatic servo robots.

He slowly stood up and thanked everyone for their hard work in this search mission.

After the gang dogs with bright smiles on their faces left completely.

Iron man David, Reditus suspended in the air, and Rorschach with wide eyes immediately turned their sights.

They all stared at the power fist thrown in the middle of the metal round table and fell into a brief silence.

At the same time, several automatic servo robots performing alert tasks also stayed beside the metal round table to prevent the captured object from escaping again.

"Name?"

"..."

"Age?"

"..."

"Forged your warband?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Rorschach stared at the dark green metal shell of the power fist.

He asked calmly and continuously.

However, the power fist that dared to resist the pursuit before.

Now it is lying quietly on the metal round table like an ordinary mechanical creation, without any signs of the existence of any machine soul.

"Tsk, things from the Dark Angels are different, right? Pretend they don't exist, right? Pretend you don't understand what people say, right?"

"Technical Priest Raditus! Take it down for me!"

Rorschach raised his chin slightly with a sneer on his face.

He first looked at David the Iron Man, and then shouted at Raditus who was floating in the air.

"Dear Primarch! Just wait and see!"

As soon as Rorschach finished speaking.

The servo skull driving the anti-gravity engine suddenly pulled out two very short mechanical clamps from the inside of the skull.

It swooped down on the power glove lying on the metal table without hesitation!

Da Da Da!

At this moment, the power glove that was originally lying on the metal table without moving suddenly swung its five extremely thick metal fingers randomly as if it was electrocuted!

Then, it suddenly flipped its huge and heavy body!

Five thick metal fingers firmly supported the metal tabletop like the limbs of an insect.

Even the dark green metal shell seemed to be flashing with a brighter metallic glow!

The next moment, Raditus, who was clearly diving towards the target, suddenly drove the anti-gravity engine to stop the small figure.

It appeared in the air not far from the metal round table, turned its head and said to Rorschach:

"Dear Primarch, the traditional interrogation method of red and white faces is indeed effective. My reaction just now was okay, right?"

"Well done, Raditus..."

Rorschach, with a smile on his face, praised the Servo Skull.

Then, his eyes slowly stared at the power fist standing on the metal table like a living thing, and asked in a calm tone:

"Ancient machine soul, right? Tell me, why did you choose to escape? What is your specific origin and experience? If you dare to be disloyal... I will help you be loyal!"

Maybe it was Rorschach's threat.

Or maybe the silent gaze of Iron Man David and Raditus had an effect.

The ancient machine soul, no longer hidden, immediately moved back and forth along the metal round table several times.

After it found the paper and pen that had been piled on the table. uuReading

One by one, the words of the Empire were quickly born in the opponent's thick metal fingers.

As the words written on the power fist gradually increased.

After reading carefully, Rorschach and Iron Man David suddenly turned their eyes.

They stared straight at Raditus floating in the air.

At this moment, the originally complacent servo skull hurriedly drove the anti-gravity engine to jump back and forth in the air.

Even its mechanical voice seemed to carry a great emotional fluctuation:

"It slanders me! I will sue it for slandering me!"

"It is completely slandering! Dear Primarch! Don't listen to its nonsense!"

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