Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"That's right, work overtime." Lucille's tone increased, specifically reminding them of this, and by the way, she also showed the two of her dark circles under her eyes.

Afterwards, Lucille patted her chest again and said quite confidently, "Although the time is short and the workmanship is rough, you can completely trust my craftsmanship. No matter how heavy your armor is, my armor stand can definitely hold up." Balance and hold on firmly.”

"I highly doubt this." Magnus did not believe Klusil's assurance, and then he used his psychic powers to talk to Leman Russ.

【This is the right place. 】

【Why do you say that? Is it because this girl grows on your penis? 】

[Oh ho ho, my brother. Your ability to find flaws seems to be much worse. Such provocation is not enough to make me angry. 】

Leman Russ smiled softly in his mind, and then Magnus coughed a few times and said seriously.

[To be honest, as the general manager of an engineering department, this guy exudes a very natural and relaxed aura, which shows that daily life in Rhode Island is really what the doctor said. 】

【Relaxing and comfortable? Full of humanistic care? 】

[Yes, my brother. 】

After ending the conversation, Magnus took a step forward, preparing to place his arm armor on the armor stand.

When this gorgeous alloy block was freed from the influence of Magnus's psychic energy, it returned to its original heaviness, and it suddenly weighed down the armor frame and made a creaking and groaning sound.

In less than a second, the armor frame lost its balance, and the main beam bent visibly, which also made the confident smile on Kelu Xier's face stiffen.

Magnus sighed and took the arm armor back into his hand.

But Lucille immediately jumped to the armor stand, carefully checking the bending degree of the armor stand and roughly estimating the weight of the arm armor.

An exaggerated number that made Keluciel feel like she was dreaming.

How is this possible?

But Lucille frowned. She couldn't believe that the small arm armor had such an exaggerated density. No matter whether it was different iron or D32 steel, it couldn't compare with it.

When Corucil was in chaos, Magnus was also the exit reminder, asking them to find a transport vehicle with enough load to carry their armor.

The doctor immediately set out to meet the needs of the two people and called a transport truck with a load of fifteen tons to park beside him.

Magnus and Leman Russ took off their armor little by little, and the tires of the transport vehicle were also flattened little by little.

In addition to their armor, their weapons also need to be surrendered.

Leman Russ hangs on his waist, which he has never used before coming here, a beautiful double-edged ax made of the same material as thousand-year-old black ice, and a double master-level storm arrow decorated with golden wolf heads.

Magnus came without a weapon. If he really wanted something, he could just use his psychic powers to get it.

Lucille glanced at the beautiful frost battle axes and storm arrows on the transport vehicle from time to time. These things were tempting her desire to explore.

The doctor also specially emphasized this, "Lucille, these are not your things. Keep them well and don't do anything else."

But Lucille's mouth dropped in grievance. The doctor's reminder made her feel very painful, and she swore that if the doctor wanted to buy something from her in the future, he would have to increase the price.

Finally, the transport truck left, and the engine panted hard like an old scalper that was almost exhausted. This gave the doctor and Kelsey a clear understanding of the weight of their armor.

"Uh...Okay." Kelsey flipped through the documents in her hand, checked that there was no shortage, and stuffed them into the doctor's hands. "Next, doctor, please take them through the process, and then come up with a complete list of operators. surface."

The two of them followed the doctor out of this lively and busy area and walked towards the training ground where the operators' combat power was tested.

"There are many operators in Rhode Island, but not everyone is suitable for combat, so it is necessary to have a complete process and a test session that can comprehensively check the combat effectiveness of the personnel."

It seemed that he was afraid that the next test would be considered offensive and hostile behavior by the two of them, so the doctor did not forget to explain it this way.

Leman Russ understood this, "Let soldiers find the positions that are most suitable for them so that they can better exert their combat effectiveness. This is indeed what a well-organized institution should do. Let unsuitable people step in rashly The battlefield is just a waste of lives and bullets.”

"It's great that you understand." The doctor said politely, but in his heart he had many guesses about Leman Russ's metaphor of war.

Are these two survivors of some knightly war? Because you are used to seeing killing and blood, you want to change your life?

Like some reclusive Sarkarz soldier?

No matter what, he has plenty of time and means to understand the past of these two people. Although Rhode Island has many enemies, it also has many friends.

The doctor continued to introduce the test process to the two people. The first was the comprehensive shooting test of the operator.

The two primarchs are naturally masters in shooting. Their primarch-level talents and tens of thousands of years of combat experience allow them to accurately hit the enemy with bullets even if they lose their senses. Magnus can even use his spirit. Can control bullets to kill hundreds of people with one shot.

However, what surprised the two of them was that there were very few firearms on the weapon racks prepared for them in the preparation area, and more of them were crossbows and bows equipped with scopes.

"You can choose any weapon to use, but we can only provide this type of gun weapon. After all, etched bullets are very expensive."

Leman Russ wondered what the etched bullets were, so he chose a hard bow as a weapon. Those crossbows seemed to be better made than this hard bow, but he thought that pulling the string and loading the crossbow was not as fast as manually firing the bow.

Magnus held the only pistol in his hand. He was more willing to study the structure of the pistol carefully than the weird name of the gun.

Generally speaking, the principle of the automatic guns used by Imperial soldiers is to use a mechanical mechanism to cooperate with the combustion of gunpowder to propel the firing of physical ammunition. The lethality depends entirely on the amount of gunpowder in the bullet and the design and structure of the warhead.

But this pistol...gun made Magnus feel differently.

First of all, those bullets are special. They don't look like products coming out of an industrial assembly line, but more like they were made by hand. The difference between each bullet has a very obvious error of a few millimeters.

Such inferior quality is rare in their world, and even a fart is unlikely to produce such ammunition.

Then there is the internal structure of the gun weapon which is quite complex and sophisticated. The large number of patterns engraved on it allow Magnus to imagine how delicate and difficult to maintain this weapon would be on the battlefield with his own feet.

Climb into a mud pit and jump into a small river.

The infiltrated sediment and other debris can block the shooting structure of this gun, causing him to make continuous mistakes in the subsequent battles.

Even if you commit suicide, you should not use this weapon to torture yourself.

Magnus commented mercilessly, and finally shook his head and entered the gate of the testing venue with Leman Russ.

What they saw in front of them was not a conventional shooting range, but a huge square white space with only a rectangular observation window set up on the wall where the two of them walked.

A cool mechanical voice sounded, reminding the two that the test was about to begin.

The next second, a burst of light changed, and the square and empty room turned into a city with complex environment, with ruins surrounding the two people.

"Holographic training ground?" Magnus couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth.

With such inferior weapons and such a high-tech training ground, the technological deformity of this world is much more serious than that of the Human Empire.

Leman Russ smiled. He was obviously interested in this holographic training ground. He was too lazy to waste time on some immovable arrow targets.

The sound of footsteps was heard, and Leman Russ took an arrow and pulled the string, aiming at the approaching infantry in the distance.

(Note: Thanks to the readers for their reminders on the content of Ark, which allowed me to learn more about this broken game. Currently, writing this Ark extra story mainly relies on the Ark Tomorrow wiki as setting support. For the combat power among the operators The gap is also based on the Arknights combat power rankings made by fans on site b. Please forgive me if there is a combat power gap that does not meet your expectations.)

(Note 2: The author has limited energy now, so he takes time to write a book while working. I will try to update the new book next door every day, and I will try to update the extras here every three days.)