American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Inside the brightly lit base hall.

Clear pictures above the metal round table appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, just six hours have passed since the evacuation operation began.

The entire fighting team only advanced about three kilometers.

Two lines of defense were barely maintained.

The number of civilians who have been evacuated is estimated to be between 10,000 and 20,000.

If you count the number of people who escaped on their own initiative.

Then the data can be close to about 50,000.

But for the slums, where there are still hundreds of thousands of civilians, everything is just the beginning.

Moreover, the Blood Worshipers seem to have discovered the ultimate goal of the fighting team.

They slaughtered innocent people through brutal means and shocked the civilians who had not yet fled.

And he uses his reputation accumulated over the years to confuse all civilians.

The attacking combat team is here to drive the bad guys away from their homes.

Taking advantage of the blind obedience of civilians to drive them to voluntarily become frustrated people.

The front of the front was filled with cannon fodder.

"My lord, the gang dogs have not been killed yet, but the number of seriously injured people has increased to twenty-three. The automatic servo robots have not suffered much losses. Only more than fifty have temporarily withdrawn from the battle due to various mechanical failures or overheating of firearms. They are working on their own. Overhaul... The fifty-six heavy fighter servitors have not yet entered the battlefield, and the authority to unblock them has been given to Bucky and Old John, allowing them to independently judge the battlefield situation and release the fighter servitors. "

"However, with the mobilization of the Blood Worshiping Sect, a considerable number of civilians have been completely bewitched into losing their minds. Moreover, the more ferocious our killings, the more blood flows on the ground. Some worshipers who have lost their physical confinement Blood priests can take advantage of this special environment and are using large amounts of blood to perform some weird blood magic."

"Of course, our combat team has discovered a way to fight against these guys. They either use flamethrowers to burn the corpses and evaporate the blood, or they use laser weapons to focus on a bloody humanoid priest. Their so-called immortal bodies will be reborn. There is a limit to the number of times it can be condensed, and it will be assimilated into the blood three or four times at most, turning into a pool of bloody slime that can only squirm..."

"Old John is forming a decapitation team that uses freezing grenades. He plans to find out the enemy's real commander to reduce the pressure on the team to face the enemy head-on..."

Iron Man David stood beside the metal round table without moving as his eyes kept reflecting various real-time images.

It kept broadcasting any battle situation to Rorschach and the two people around him.

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Rorschach, with an indifferent expression, repeatedly tapped the smooth and reflective table with a metal finger.

There were bursts of dull metal collision sounds.

Boom!

At this point, perhaps it was the lingering effects of the noise on Rorschach's hands.

Or maybe he can no longer bear the death of innocent civilians on the real-time screen.

Tony, who controlled the armor to stand up abruptly, walked towards the base passage with an expressionless expression.

"Tony, what are you going to do?"

The indifferent voice from Rorschach clearly reached Tony's ears.

"I don't want to sit here and watch helplessly! I want to go to the scene to help! Even if I can only save one person, I am willing to do it!"

Tony, whose carefully trimmed mustache seemed to be shaking slightly, said without looking back.

"Save your energy! In the face of a large-scale war to eliminate aliens, even if you go up, you won't have a greater effect... It's just to reduce the casualties of some soldiers and stimulate everyone's fighting morale, but this is also what they should do The responsibilities they bear are also the purpose of my training them.

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Rorschach narrowed his eyes and said in a calm tone.

However, Rorschach's words seemed to anger Tony.

I saw him turning around violently while driving his armor.

There seemed to be streaks of blood in a pair of wide-open eyes.

"Damn it! There is nothing that should be responsibilities! Why can you send your men to die? You..."

"Tony, you are not a soldier, nor a warrior... You may never understand what responsibility is and what sacrifice is, but you must at least learn basic respect!"

Rorschach, sitting at the round metal table, showed no sign of anger.

He still said in a calm tone

"I've told you a long time ago, Tony, everything you see when you enter the base will far exceed your concepts and imagination... You had to come in yourself."

"Anger, shame, fear... these are the physiological reactions of normal people facing this kind of battle situation. After you become a superhero, you may have witnessed many tragic events and have a conscience that wants to do good things, but you do not I have never truly set foot on the terrifying battlefield of life and death... Sacrifice, loyalty, and fighting to the death are the final destination of human warriors.”

"Tony, if you want to end this matter as soon as possible and save more humans... Do you see the passage over there? On the third underground floor, my technocrats may need your help to give full play to your role as a technological genius. Your true nature, and make your own contribution to this war.”

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Rorschach finished speaking.

Tony took a few deep breaths and seemed to control the intense fluctuations of emotions deep inside his heart.

He stared deeply at the expressionless Rorschach.

He resolutely flew towards the foundry workshop on the third underground floor.

"My Lord... I have informed Raditus that helpers will be there."

"But will your actions just now..."

Iron Man David, whose eyes were reflecting real-time images, whispered to Rorschach.

"David, I know what you mean... But Tony will not be a threat to us. His character is indeed bad, but I believe in his conscience. He just hasn't escaped the confinement of superheroes and has not really grown up..."

"So, I gave him a chance, and I will continue to give him more opportunities in the future. It depends on how he understands and digests those things."

Rorschach narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Iron Man David in a calm tone.

At this moment, Blade Warrior Eric, who was sitting opposite the metal round table, seemed to look at Rorschach again through his sunglasses.

But he has always been a man of few words and has not shown much emotion.

Rorschach was too lazy to guess what the other person was thinking.

"My Lord, according to my calculations, the first 24 hours will not be a big problem for the gang dogs... but the number of civilians they can evacuate will definitely decrease. According to my continuous deduction of the current battlefield situation, after 72 hours, we can only evacuate 200,000 people at most. The control of the Blood Worship Cult over the slums is much tighter than we expected..."

"Only 200,000?"

Rorschach murmured in a low voice and fell into silence.

Then, he straightened his back suddenly, driving the blue power armor to slowly stand up!

"David, load the Land Raider on the Valkyrie transport plane..."

"At the same time, use the automatic machine bees on the battlefield to try to find the location of the Blood Worship Cult's nest!"

"I want to personally give them a... appetizer gift before the extinction order feast!"