American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

"Instructor, when you inquisitors wear power armor, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

A young voice with a slightly immature tone asked curiously.

"...Mortal power armor has a system function that specializes in processing urine and feces. At the same time, we will try to supplement some high-protein liquid food to avoid taking a lot of solid food."

Another deep and deep male voice replied very patiently.

"Instructor, do you know what it feels like to be hit by a grenade? I mean, have you been hit by a grenade or other weapons before?"

As soon as the voice fell.

The owner of the young voice couldn't wait to ask again.

The owner of the deep male voice was silent for a while, and then said helplessly:

"...As far as I know, there is no bolt gun that can flow out of our control system. In general, unless you are wearing power armor or have physical superpowers, any mortal who has not undergone biochemical transformation or wears auxiliary armor cannot use a bolt gun. As for whether you asked me if I was hit by a bolt gun, I can tell you that in my original training course, I was chased by a champion from the Raven Guard for a whole day and night, and I was tortured by all weapons and equipment..."

The words of the deep male voice instantly excited the young man with a green voice.

The other party growled in a sharp voice like a string of cannonballs:

"Oh, I know, I know! Raven Guard! And the Astartes' company champion! When I was in the Gemini Island training camp, I heard about it from the big sister named Jessica! And I heard that the combat focus and action methods of each Astartes regiment are completely different. Haha, their stories are really cool no matter how they look or sound!"

"Peter, if you want to be a qualified Inquisitor, you must learn to control your inner emotions! You are too excited! If we were on a real battlefield now, you would be dead!"

At this moment, Frank, who was wearing mortal power armor, suddenly stopped the magnetic boots on his feet, and at the same time he turned his head to the position behind him.

Frank stared at the short-haired boy with an awkward smile on his face with his cold eyes, and continued in a low voice:

"To be honest, I now regret choosing you from so many students. Even if you get full marks in all the training subjects, if you can't change your bad habit of talking too much, let alone whether you can successfully become a judge, you will fall into a big trouble because of this matter sooner or later!"

Faced with Frank's harsh words.

Peter Parker, who was carrying a huge weapon box on his slightly shorter and stronger body, nodded and apologized to the other party:

"I'm sorry, instructor, I know I was wrong!"

At this moment, it seemed that the short-haired boy apologized very sincerely.

Or maybe the other party's immature voice made Frank accidentally recall some memories buried in the past.

In short, Frank, who took a deep breath, seemed to soften his harsh attitude a lot.

He drove the mortal power armor to continue moving forward, and at the same time, the deep voice also floated in the ears of the short-haired boy Peter.

"Peter, why do you choose to be an inquisitor? According to your comprehensive conditions, whether it is the Vengeance Tribunal, the Naval Academy, or even the National Defense Guard or the intelligence department, I'm afraid they will all rush to recruit you?"

"Hey, instructor, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Carrying an extremely heavy and huge weapon box behind him.

Peter, who seemed to have no sense of effort, hurriedly followed Frank's pace.

He shook his thick eyebrows above his bright eyes back and forth, and asked the tall figure in front of him with a sly tone.

"Boy, you can try to tell a lie, but if I find the logical loophole in it, then you can wait for me to increase the intensity of your training."

Frank, who was driving the mortal power armor forward, said without looking back.

"Ah? Then I'd better tell the truth..."

"Instructor, the reason why I chose to become an Inquisitor is that after repeated research and comparison, I found that the treatment of Inquisitors may be the best among all the major departments of the Legion, and I really need the panacea capsules issued on time after becoming an Inquisitor to completely cure my aunt's terminal illness and try to prolong her life."

"So, even though I admire those Astartes the most, when I knew that I had to voluntarily give up my family and friends and undergo closed training for several years or even more than ten years, I gave up this option without hesitation."

However, at this time, Frank, with a somewhat amusing expression on his face, stopped his heavy steps again.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said to Peter, who had his eyes wide open, while driving his mortal power armor:

"...Kid, although I don't know who you got the internal information from, I want to tell you that if you only look at the treatment, the Navy Zhongsi Academy is undoubtedly the combat department with the best treatment within us."

"And with your own comprehensive conditions and intelligence, if you choose to join the Navy, General Buggy and other senior officials will probably train you as a captain, and they will even give you a complete panacea as a life guarantee from the beginning..."

"How about this, Peter, after this internship is completed, how about I recommend you to the Navy as a judge? My relationship with General Bucky is pretty good, and he will definitely like your intelligence. children's."

At this moment, Frank's words gradually caused a trace of hesitation to appear on Peter's young face.

After gaining the superpower of a spider, he gave up the opportunity to be admitted to Imperial University and even completed all high school courses ahead of schedule.

It is to use his own intelligence to obtain the panacea from the Terra Astral Legion that has been rumored to exist on the Internet.

This completely cured my aunt's frail body, which had accidentally suffered a lot of damage due to the explosion radiation from the alien weapon.

"Instructor, you must be testing my mental will, right? If I agree to you immediately, you will definitely lower the grade or even mark my internship as failing, right?"

Peter took a deep breath and was quickly awakened by the active thoughts in his mind.

He smiled and stared at instructor Frank in front of him and said slowly.

And just as Frank shook his head slightly.

When he was about to say something to the short-haired boy in front of him with a serious expression.

Whoosh whoosh——

The tornado missiles that were suddenly launched violently pierced the dark night sky above a large number of buildings.

They quickly launched a continuous fire bombing between the streets where they were!

"Peter! Help me open the weapon box! Choose the bolter and the jump shield!"

In an instant, a battle-tested killing aura instantly emitted from Frank's tall metal body.

Peter, a young boy with a short body and extremely quick reactions, also opened the huge weapon box behind the crest with quick and flexible movements.

He jumped several meters above the ground, and then used white spider threads to be fired from the mechanical device on his wrist.

He suddenly threw a storm bolter and an extremely heavy shield in the direction of the legendary judge Frank!

"Woohoo! The day of judgment for heretics and supervillains is coming!"

"Long live the super magical and invincible spider——"