American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

No one knows what Rorschach and Rogers said.

Soon after, Rogers showed a look of indifference on his swollen face.

He also started to hold up his round shield and hit the nearby power armor shell hard.

At the same time, he was under the watchful eye of Rorschach.

He commanded the Ao Kai machine guards to gradually disguise themselves as qualified signs of a brutal battle.

He even discussed with Rorschach how to cover up the fact that there was no leader's body in the power armor.

Rorschach was half-convinced about Rogers' change of attitude at this moment.

But he still discussed it carefully with the other party.

Finally, Rorschach suddenly had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered the undestroyed corpse of the 'Demon Slayer'.

After the two frozen corpses and the power armor shell were barely assembled together.

Rorschach, who was driving the power armor, also slowly picked up the flamethrower from the mechanical tentacles of an automatic servo robot.

Waves of high-temperature flames quickly enveloped the whole body of the leader of the 'Terra Astral Legion', 'Demon Slaughter'.

The heavy firelight also reflected on Rogers' expressionless and swollen face.

The flickering lights and shadows also made his whole person look uncertain.

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The groggy Natasha was carefully sent into a brightly lit room by the automatic servo robot.

Her vision gradually became hazy and blurred and seemed to waver repeatedly.

I also vaguely saw a terrifying-looking metal skeleton discussing something with a young girl wearing power armor.

However, the harder Natasha tried to hear what the other person was saying.

The whole brain became more and more drowsy.

Even if she is a well-trained super agent, her tenacious willpower cannot resist the realistic factors brought about by her seriously injured body.

At this moment, Natasha, whose breathing gradually slowed down, seemed to have flashbacks to the training scenes in the red room when she was young.

And the confusion and fear of lying alone on the cold operating table as a girl.

There is also the tragic experience of traveling around the world for the orders of others as an adult, and even struggling to survive.

"I'm really tired... Even if I die, I don't want to work for anyone anymore..."

Just when Natasha's random thoughts were about to fall into deep darkness.

She felt as if someone had forced a cold, hard substance into her mouth, which was full of the taste of rust.

In an instant, the substance quickly turned into streaks of cool energy that spread throughout her body.

Even the endless pain caused by the broken arm position was relieved for a short period of time.

Then, the unconscious Natasha felt the burning heat gradually coming from her lower abdomen and broken arm.

The whole person seemed to be unable to hold on any longer and completely passed out.

"Ho--"

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Natasha suddenly woke up and opened her eyes.

She subconsciously made a defensive posture towards the front of her body.

However, the next second, the focus of her eyes couldn't help but focus on a strong arm with fair skin and brand new skin.

"This is...my arm?"

"Ms. Natasha Romanov, that is indeed your newly grown arm, but for the sake of future body function, you'd better not use it too hard."

At this moment, a mechanical voice slowly came from beside Natasha.

The vigilant Natasha quickly turned her head to look.

Not far away, a black skeleton sitting on the seat slightly shook its metal head with blue light in its eye sockets, staring straight at her.

"Sorry, our base is still being relocated recently, and the drinking water equipment has just been taken away... If you are thirsty, I hope you can bear with it for a while."

The black skull said politely to Natasha.

It was only then that Natasha, whose eyes quickly turned, realized that she was lying on a luxurious hospital bed.

She took a deep breath and sat up suddenly.

There was no expression on that delicate and fair face.

At first glance, it looks more like an emotionless robot than the black skeleton in front of him.

"What is your purpose? Why do you want to save me? If you want any information, for the sake of being reborn after a broken arm, I can provide you with some..."

Natasha said to the black skeleton in a cold tone.

However, before Natasha could finish her words.

Suddenly he raised a metal finger and tapped the metal head of Iron Man David, and sighed:

"Ms. Romanov, my information processing speed is countless times that of the human nervous system. As long as there are traces on the Internet, I can easily find everything if I want to. The advantage of modern society is that from the time a human is born, Even if the other party tries their best to delete and hide it, there are always remaining clues waiting for me to discover..."

"Maybe you do know a lot of intelligence information that we don't know yet, but what does that have to do with us?"

"And the reason why we rescued you is just because you have become our hostage... Oh, and there is also a small reward from my Lord for your outspokenness."

At this moment, the words of the black skull made Natasha fall into silence.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said expressionlessly to the black skull:

"SHIELD will not negotiate with the enemy just because of the life and death of a group of agents. If you want to exchange us for something..."

Unfortunately, Natasha still didn't finish her words.

He was interrupted again by Iron Man David waving his hand.

The blue light in its eye sockets flickered a few times, and it said lightly:

"Ms. Romanoff, do you think that with Mr. Rogers's personality, after discovering that your SHIELD is actually no different from Hydra, will he choose to compromise or rise up to resist?"

"We have no personal hatred against SHIELD. It's just because issues of justice block each other's way. If we can use Mr. Rogers's hand to completely collapse SHIELD, then it will naturally be a good thing. If it doesn't succeed, as long as The time is right, and it is only a matter of time to deal with you... After all, we must also carefully consider the series of follow-up problems caused by this."

"Yes, as a 'terrorist' organization that kills innocent people indiscriminately, we are much more cautious than your SHIELD. We must try to minimize the trouble we cause to ordinary civilians... Ah, this is like a Not a funny joke from hell.”

Iron Man David's words stopped abruptly.

Natasha, who was sitting on the hospital bed, gradually fell into deep thought.

She subconsciously placed one palm on her abdomen and massaged it repeatedly according to her past habit.

The next second, Natasha, who raised her eyebrows slightly, immediately lowered her head and stared at her body.

There seemed to be an unbelievable look of shock in her eyes.

"Wait! How is this possible! My..."

"Oh, I forgot to congratulate you, Ms. Romanov... After the dual healing effects of the Panacea and the Resurrection Potion, your reproductive function as a female human has been unexpectedly restored."

At this moment, Iron Man David had just finished speaking.

Natasha, who originally had no emotion on her face, seemed to collapse.

She couldn't help but gently press her flat and smooth belly with her slightly trembling palms.

Uncontrollable tears overflowed his red eyes like a flood from a dam.