Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

The battle barge 'Water Monster'.

Under the bright lights, countless mortals and a large number of Astartes clearly surrounded a large training ground.

As far as the eye can see, almost all mortals are standing behind the Wailing Guards, while the number of mortals on the Carcass side is obviously much smaller.

Accompanied by bursts of piercing shouts and excited roars.

In the center of the training ground, a Terminator Astartes from the Wailers was engaged in an extremely fierce melee combat with a Shark Astartes who was also wearing an ancient Terminator.

In an instant, the heavy fists and feet of both sides danced like phantoms, and countless ceramic steel fragments continued to fly and scatter as the attack moved.

This also caused a lot of metal fragments to occasionally splash on Rorschach and others standing on the edge of the training ground.

"Tiberus, I think it's better to let them take off their armor for the next game. If we continue to play at this level, I'm afraid the technical soldiers in the battle group will scold the two of us behind our backs. .”

Rorschach, with his arms around him, shook slightly the fragments of parts that fell on top of the thick shoulder armor.

With a calm expression, he turned his head and said in a deep voice to Chapter Master Tiberus standing beside him.

"Maintenance of weapons and equipment is their duty and honor as technical sergeants, but I don't object to Lord Primarch's idea. Even if the current shark group is a little richer, it is difficult to support the supplies like the start-up group. consume."

There was no emotional fluctuation on the pale face of Chapter Master Tiberus, who looked like a dead man.

He just stared at the two sides in the field who were fighting fiercely with a pair of pitch-black eyes, and replied to Rorschach in a low voice.

"Technology and productivity can smooth out many gaps, so have you ever thought about finding a suitable planet and building a monastery belonging to the Shark Corps? Even if it is just a foundry factory, it is also a great deal for the warband itself. help."

At this moment, Rorschach, who frowned slightly, suddenly spoke to Tiberus.

His voice just fell.

Taking a deep breath, Tiberus slowly turned his neck.

The other party stared at Rorschach with those dark eyes without emotion and asked:

"My lord Primarch, is this an order issued by you as a Primarch, or a suggestion made in your private capacity?"

"Chapter Master, do you have any thoughts on this?"

However, I heard Tiberus' inquiry.

Rorschach, who gradually narrowed his eyes, did not choose to answer directly.

Instead, he threw the question back at the other party.

"With all due respect, my lord Primarch."

"I don't think a space shark that stops swimming will lose the terror of its enemies and the hunger to devour its prey, which is not a good thing."

"Moreover, the battle group culture of our Carhats has penetrated into the bone marrow of almost every new blood of the Astartes, and it is more effective than the Astartes scriptures. It is not something that can be easily changed at all. Perhaps, stubbornness is also a matter of space. It's part of the shark's nature."

Chapter Master Tiberus seemed silent for a moment.

But he still tried his best to choose his vocabulary, and said to Rorschach cautiously.

"Well, I understand, I just said it casually, and you don't have to care about it."

The other party's voice just fell.

Rorschach, who had squinted his eyes, suddenly grinned and returned to his normal state.

He raised a palm and patted Tiberus's extremely hard ceramic steel armor lightly, and said in a relaxed and indifferent tone.

"Roar--"

At this moment, accompanied by a roar that resounded through the training ground, almost deafening cheers resounded all around.

Rorschach and Tiberus immediately followed the prestige.

They found that the battle in the middle of the training ground was temporarily divided.

The Man Eater Shark Astarte with the highest winning rate was unexpectedly out of the game.

Instead, the Wailer Astartes, with their helmets shattered and their armor shells covered in battle damage, won the first match.

So, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Rorschach immediately raised his hands and applauded.

At the same time, he also turned his head and motioned for Taborus to come on stage and announce the rules of the competition.

And just after Taberus stood on the training ground shaking his huge body, all the voices seemed to disappear instantly.

Only the other party's deep voice without emotional fluctuations was talking about the newly changed rules of the game.

dong dong dong-

At this moment, the tall figure of the Chief of the White Shark Think Tank, Ti Kahuranki, was vaguely revealed on the periphery of countless quiet crowds.

Rorschach, who was scanning his surroundings, subconsciously looked at each other.

Then, he drove the Zhenjin power armor and walked over.

"Hello, Chief Librarian, are you looking for Tiberus? He will end later, wait a moment."

Rorschach nodded to the chief think tank and said.

"My lord Primarch, the solution that you and the Chapter Leader discussed together really solved many hidden contradictions, and thank you for your great concern for the Shark Corps..."

"Well, I think that if the next matter is up to you, there may be unexpected results."

Chief Thinker Kahuranki, who was shining with wisdom in a pair of dark eyes, squeezed a blunt smile from his pale face.

He bowed slightly and whispered in Rorschach's direction.

"Oh? What exactly is it? If it is a major event involving the rise and fall of the warband, Tiberus is the best candidate."

Rorschach stared at the pale nomad and asked.

"A hunting team that has been away from the warband for a long time has just returned from the void. They have brought some news to the warband. This requires us old guys to hold a void meeting to judge what the other party has done, but I personally think that if there is no With your help, their only fate may be to be executed one by one..."

"Huh? So serious? What is the charge?"

Rorschach raised an eyebrow.

He asked the chief think tank in a puzzled tone.

"Lord Primarch, it's a long story. The captain of the hunting team is a priest brother named Tangata Manu. He lost an ancient relic in an accident many years ago. In order to make atonement , he chose to take on the necessary responsibility of finding this ancient relic alone."

"However, the battle group itself is limited by the lack of materials and combat power, so it can't give much help at all. But even so, the priest brother also consumed a lot of resources of the battle group. It took thousands of years but still failed to find the piece A vital ancient relic."

"The Shark Corps will tolerate failure, but it cannot tolerate failure that lasts for thousands of years... Of course, the most important point is that the ancient relic is actually a precious artifact handed over to us, the Forsaken, by the Father of the Void ..."

"Empty and silent glass!"

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The following story line comes from the short story "Silent Hunter" by Shark Eater