American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

In the basement of the apartment.

The banging and roaring of electric drills continued.

Even though it was the weekend.

Rorschach still chose to get up early and continue finishing the safe house.

However, every time he worked for a period of time, he had to open the simulator interface.

Check the cooling time again.

Time passed until the safe house was almost cleaned up.

The cooling time of the simulator slowly ended and reached the end.

Rorschach rubbed his hands impatiently and immediately started a new simulation.

[Simulation starting——]

[Current identity: Catachan recruit]

[Do you want to descend as this? ]

[If you refuse, the simulator will choose to descend randomly. ]

The simulator actually has a new mode?

Rorschach licked his lips and blinked his eyes.

He thought about it and chose to conduct this simulation as a recruit.

[You have landed in the Warhammer Universe]

[Time: 41]

[Location: Unknown]

[You have become a Catachan recruit. You are still immature and eager to offer your loyalty to the Emperor. ]

[You are temporarily recruited by the Empire and become a member of a Catachan regiment. ]

[You set foot on the surface of the planet. You are smart and capable and are appreciated by Colonel Iron Eyes. ]

[You are assigned to a veteran patrol team. You will be responsible for reconnaissance and assault missions behind enemy lines with four Catachan veterans. ]

[You have obtained the basic equipment of Catachan recruits, a laser gun and four fragmentation grenades. ]

[You try to ask the Catachan veterans for battlefield survival skills. The veterans sneer at this, but still teach you battlefield knowledge. You seem to have successfully integrated into this team. ]

[On the first day, you conducted your first patrol under the leadership of the Catachan veterans, and you gradually became familiar with the geographical environment of this planet. ]

[This is a desolate and desolate death planet with extremely poor visibility. Only within a short distance can you distinguish between the enemy and us. The patrol team will face greater dangers and challenges at any time. ]

[On the second day, you and the veterans received an order from Colonel Iron Eyes. You will go to an unknown location to conduct intelligence reconnaissance for the Empire's offensive plan. ]

[You have been given the authority to equip more weapons. ]

[You have not forgotten the veterans' teachings. You only chose a laser gun and ten fragmentation grenades, as well as the traditional clothing of the Catachan people, a red headscarf. ]

[You have won the praise of the veterans, and you have gradually adapted to everything here. ]

[On the third day, you followed the veterans into the unfamiliar area, taking every step carefully, for fear of alarming the unknown enemy... Tonight is safe and sound, and you have survived. ]

[On the fourth day, you and the veterans ran into the reconnaissance scouts of the alien civilization. They were a group of green-skinned orcs wearing blue iron armor and holding broken guns! ]

[The Catachan veterans were used to it and chose to launch a sneak attack before the greenskins could react. You and the veterans wiped out all the greenskins.

[You survived, unscathed, and cleaned up the battlefield with the veterans. ]

[A Catachan veteran who was familiar with the alien race accidentally discovered that the greenskins in front of him seemed to be from the Deathskull Clan. ]

[This is a cunning greenskin clan that is good at picking up scraps and creating war machines. ]

[For you who are responsible for the reconnaissance mission, this is not good news worth celebrating. ]

[The greenskins on this planet may have the terrifying ability to manufacture heavy weapons and equipment. ]

[On the fifth day, you encountered more greenskins, and they came to you crazily WAAAGH! ]

[You found that the blue armor of these greenskins was more refined, and the weapons they used were also powerful... A brave Catachan veteran was besieged by countless greenskins and died. ]

[Before you could mourn, one of your arms was bitten off by an orc boy. You endured the excruciating pain and smashed its big head with a fragmentation grenade. ]

[You lost too much blood and fell into a weak state. ]

[On the sixth day, your team seemed to have entered the hinterland of the greenskin-controlled area. More greenskins attacked and launched WAAAGH! to stop your progress. ]

[An unfortunately seriously injured Catachan veteran chose to be the last one to leave, and cut a bloody path for the entire patrol. ]

[After several fierce battles, your injuries did not worsen, but gradually improved. The remaining two Catachan veterans agreed that this was a blessing from the Emperor, and you agreed with them. ]

[On the seventh day, you and two veterans passed through the territory of the Deathskull Clan. In a place called 'Widow Valley', you actually found a 'Ancient Giant Garbage' factory of the Deathskull Clan! ]

[This is a mobile fortress belonging to the greenskin orcs, a battle mecha. ]

[You and the Catachan veterans agree that the green orcs cannot be given time to grow in strength. ]

[You sent out a coordinate signal and risked a suicidal sneak attack to destroy the entire factory. ]

[The three of you gradually fell into the encirclement of the green orc tide. A Catachan veteran was unfortunately killed again. The sneak attack failed and the mission was terminated. ]

[You chose to live and die with the only surviving Catachan veteran. ]

[The two of you pulled the safety devices of all the fragmentation grenades together, shouted "For the Emperor", and rushed into the encirclement of the green orcs. ]

[Your body was torn into pieces under the cover of flames and shock waves. ]

[You are dead. ]

[This simulation ends, it took seven days. ]

[This simulation obtains the option to keep. ]

[1. Fragmentation grenade (10 pieces)]

[2. Catachan Sabre·Night Reaper (finely crafted)]

[3. Catachan Veteran's Red Turban (Brand new)]

[This simulation has exceeded 24 hours, and the simulator loss is not exempted. ]

[Cooling time: 7 hours. ]

[Please invest resources to reduce the cooling time (currently no resources are held)]

The sight quickly skipped the simulator's reward options.

Rorschach's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the rewards still did not include the Imperial firearms he had been thinking about.

But a finely crafted Catachan Sabre is undoubtedly a more precious trophy.

Rorschach directly chose the second option.

In an instant, accompanied by the sudden weight in the palm of his hand.

A giant saber as long as an adult's forearm appeared in front of Rorschach.

Compared with ordinary Catachan tusks, the overall shape of the Night Reaper is narrower and longer.

The blade adopts a three-edged blade design.

It is extremely suitable for bleeding and cutting the throat, adding a difficult-to-heal wound to the flesh tissue.

At the same time, the entire blade of the saber is sprayed with matte black paint.

It avoids light reflection and is more suitable for stealth assassination operations.

Rorschach held the finely crafted Night Reaper tightly and played with it repeatedly.

The smile on his mouth never dissipated completely.

"Sweet, your smile is sweet-"

At this moment, a familiar music ringtone sounded in Rorschach's pocket.

He subconsciously answered the phone.

However, after listening to just a few words, a surge of anger suddenly surged in Rorschach's chest, turning the tide!