American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

The foundry shop at Raditus remains as it was in the past.

Every inch of air was shrouded in terrifying heat that could burn the trachea, giving people an uncontrollable illusion of suffocation.

The deafening sound of the impact hammer repeatedly echoed in every base passage.

The violent roar from the large forge almost never stops, like the swallowing and breathing of a mechanical behemoth.

Those automatic servo robots that cycle back and forth are like screws that are unconscious and tired.

It supports the basic operation of the entire foundry workshop.

At this moment, Rorschach, with a stern expression, drove the blue power armor.

He quickly walked through storage rooms filled with semi-finished technology or reprocessed metal materials.

Soon after, Rorschach successfully arrived at Raditus' research room.

"Aha, my dear primarch, you have returned so quickly this time! It seems that the few small gifts I gave you must have done a great job!"

"How's it going? Are you satisfied with this?"

The Servo Skull, which was studying something, immediately spotted Rorschach's tall figure.

It quickly drove the anti-gravity engine to change the direction it was facing.

His eyes seemed to flash with an even more excited red light.

"I'm sorry, Raditus, this time the operation was temporarily retreated. We passed by the gang dogs and didn't meet each other, so we didn't see the little gift you packed..."

Rorschach, who narrowed his eyes slightly, casually put on the blue metal helmet.

It was placed on a metal platform filled with various odds and ends.

He took a deep breath of hot air and said calmly to the servo skull:

"If you are willing to reveal it in advance, then now is the best time."

"Hahaha, since the original body wants to know, then I won't hide it. It's not an important breakthrough anyway."

Hear Rorschach's words.

Servo-skull Raditus couldn't help but let out a deep mechanical laugh.

It immediately drove the humming anti-gravity engine and flew to a casting platform.

He stretched out two short and powerful mechanical pliers and tried his best to lift a metal box the size of a laptop.

Then, Raditus, whose flight path was shaky, flew into the air with great difficulty and came to Rorschach.

"Let me introduce to you. This is a thermostatic device equipped with an energy battery. If nothing happens, the maintenance time will be based on ten years... and what is inside is what I am about to introduce to you. A little gift—a Raditus-type freezing grenade!”

At this moment, it was accompanied by Reditus' deliberately elongated mechanical tone.

Its two short mechanical pliers quickly opened the lid of the metal box.

With strands of icy mist flowing down from the edge of the box.

Six round grenades the size of an adult's fist appeared in front of Rorschach one by one!

"Oh? Why do I remember that you just said not long ago that the magic energy in the ice treasure box cannot be extracted for the time being?"

Rorschach subconsciously blinked his eyes and slowly stretched out a palm wrapped in blue metal.

He carefully took out a round grenade from the metal box.

The next second, the green indicator light near the round grenade ring flashed momentarily.

It completely turned red, symbolizing danger!

And heard Rorschach's inquiry.

The red skull of Servo Skull Reditus couldn't help but rise and fall a few times in mid-air.

It kept waving two short mechanical pliers, and even the mechanical sound seemed to have a hint of regret and sigh.

"The memory of the original body is really good. To be honest, I have not overcome this difficulty even now. The freezing grenade is just an accidental by-product of my research on the Ice Box. To be precise, it is still an unsuccessful by-product. "

"Just as the original body guessed, I was originally trying to use various methods to extract the magical energy in the ice treasure box. When most of the methods and materials failed, I occasionally mixed some of the essence with Uru metal. The gold was wrapped with ceramic steel and plastic steel to create a tank, which unexpectedly contained magical energy. "

"Unfortunately, after a while, the tank used to carry magical energy suddenly exploded, causing some damage to my research laboratory... but it also inspired some of my ideas."

"So, I restored the manufacturing method of the tank metal, controlled the output intensity of the ice box, and finally successfully completed the manufacturing of a freezing grenade."

"This was originally just an attempt to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but the energy-absorbing characteristics of Uru metal and the extremely strong characteristics of fine gold unexpectedly stabilized and neutralized the internal balance of magical energy... Of course, this short-term The balance will eventually be completely destroyed over time, and unless a constant temperature can be maintained, safety can be truly guaranteed."

"Currently, a freezing grenade can maintain a stable state for about twelve hours. I mean twelve hours after leaving the thermostat. If it has been stored in the thermostat, you can keep it for as long as you want."

"If the freezing grenade has been away from the thermostatic device for more than twelve hours, then my suggestion is that instead of carrying the freezing grenade with you, it is better to face the enemy's artillery fire directly. That way you can at least die more happily."

Servo Skull just finished speaking.

Rorschach gently raised the ice grenade with a few metal fingertips.

Listened carefully to all that Reditus said.

He repeatedly looked at the seemingly ordinary round grenade.

Then, a metal finger trembled slightly.

The ring on the top of the freezing grenade was pulled out!

Before the servo skull with red light flashing in its eyes could remind him.

Rorschach threw it casually with a calm expression.

The freezing grenade quickly flew through the air.

It was thrown towards an automatic servo robot on the corridor of the laboratory!

Boom--

In an instant, there was a slightly dull explosion accompanied by a bursting sound.

The unfortunate automatic servo robot was pierced by a series of icicle spikes that exploded in a splashing shape!

Even most of its metal body was completely frozen in place by many hard ice blocks with a faint blue glow!

Rorschach, squinting, turned his head and stared at the damage caused by only one freezing grenade and the dual effect of confinement.

He slowly retracted his gaze and said to the servo skull Raditus:

"Well, it looks good, at least much better than I thought."

"It's not worth mentioning at all. This is just what a loyal technical priest should do!"

Driving the anti-gravity engine, Raditus turned around Rorschach several times.

It seemed to be venting its excitement.

"Okay, now that we've finished talking about your little gift, we should talk about business."

At this moment, Rorschach, whose expression gradually returned to seriousness, took a deep breath.

He stared at the servo skull Raditus and asked:

"An alien sect, 500,000 believers and at least 60 aliens... What should I do if I want to reduce the loss of personnel and materials?"

"Alien sect? Damn it! Are there even local thieves?"

Raditus suddenly raised his voice and shouted without hesitation:

"Extermination order! The extermination order must be resolutely executed!"

"Dear Primarch! Just give me 72 hours! I will immediately rub a nuclear torpedo with a yield of more than one million tons for you! I guarantee that the medicine will cure the disease! All aliens will be wiped out!"

Hearing the increasingly excited mechanical voice of Raditus.

Rorschach raised his eyebrows slightly and did not look angry at all.

He said calmly:

"Reditus, if it was really that simple, I would have asked David to find a way to steal the official nuclear weapons... Why would I come to you?"

"The alien sect is entrenched in a slum, which you can think of as an open-air nest city, with hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians, and millions of ordinary people living near the slums..."

"Throwing nuclear weapons is certainly convenient, but all the consequences caused by it... are not what I want to see."

And after hearing Rorschach's words.

Reditus, who gradually calmed down, seemed to fall into a state of contemplation.

The speed of the red light flashing in its eye sockets seemed to have slowed down a lot.

"According to the Empire's previous methods, saturation bombing with whirlwind torpedoes can solve all worries... Now that this method has been temporarily ruled out, the difficulty has greatly increased."

"I do know an early research formula for the Mechanicus's Von Di catalyst, which can be tried to make... Oh, that is a phosphide material that can produce large-scale firestorms, and the cremation effect is simply top-notch!"

"If you follow the Primarch's ideas and don't hurt innocent people, then extracting the gene sequence of the aliens and making virus bombs is actually the best way... Living viruses that specifically attack specific aliens and people will not hurt ordinary civilians 100%, and will self-dissolve after completing the massacre."

"But the only problem now is that I'm not a biological sage... Hey, I'm not even a mechanical sage, of course this is not the point..."

"Also, I don't think that with Terra's current level of technology, a virus bomb can be perfectly made..."

"Respected Primarch, if you are willing to listen to my advice, then the best choice is not to dream of becoming the savior of others. Even if you are the noble descendant of the Emperor, you have your limits as a human being..."

"From your tone, I can infer that the threat of the alien sect must be very huge, otherwise you would not come to me to discuss this matter. Therefore, I personally think that weapons of mass destruction are actually the only choice to solve this problem."

"Do you think I am too cold and ruthless? Haha... This is actually for their own good. When I was alive, I also saw countless cruel incidents where the only opportunity was missed due to unwillingness and hesitation, leading to the destruction of the entire planet."

"Of course, since you are the Primarch and I am just a loyal technical priest, I will prepare all the plans I can for you to make the final decision."

Technical priest Raditus drove the anti-gravity engine up and down in the air.

It spoke to the expressionless Rorschach without reservation.