Warhammer Inquisitor

The long red hair was blown by the blazing fire, and it danced in the hot and strong wind, just like a campfire lit at night, like sparks blowing in the wind, but the fiery red light did not dissipate, because It was bound by one hand, the back of the gray gloved hand covered with raised armor.

But the slightly thick palms did not affect its flexibility. The hands quickly grabbed the ends of the hair, and the fingers turned slightly, and then put the flying part into the hair bun between the fingers. The fiery red hair His hair was tied up and hung behind his head. His fingers removed the remaining bundles in his mouth, and he coiled his hair up.

The long red hair soon turned into a delicate hair ring coiled on the top of her head. She walked step by step towards the bright light of the cabin door. The scorching high temperature continued to heat up as she approached, sweeping across the white On the face, it only shined for a moment, and sweat flowed there.

"Damn it, how did the prisoners survive at that time?" She complained, wiped off the sweat from her face, put the helmet under her armpit on her head, accompanied by the docking card under the helmet The buckle was snapped together with the ring around the neck of the tactical armor, and soon, a cool feeling rose from the helmet.

Yeta breathed a sigh of relief. She happily breathed the air that was adjusted to a comfortable temperature. She walked to the edge of the shadow of the cabin and stood stretching at the hatch on the ground. She looked at the bright fireball above her head. The wind and sand slapped around the display glass of her helmet, making her subconsciously start looking around.

This is a small town that has long been abandoned. Those low buildings have almost been submerged by the wind and sand, and only the roof and walls can be barely seen. The once tall signal tower is now also down in the sand. It was almost buried, and the broken wires were flying around with the strong wind.

Yeta looked around in the helmet, and could still see that this was a mining town. The miners' protective clothing and tools were scattered on the sand under the eaves. Some were buried, while others were exposed to high temperatures. Underneath, on the surface of the shovel, there was a red spot exuding high temperature.

In the town, outside the main street that has long been flooded by wind and sand, there is an endless desert Gobi. From here, there is nothing in the farthest place. This land is low and flat, only a few steep mountains in the distance Rocks dot this fiery world of death.

Yeta raised her arm and looked at the heat wave rolling on the back of the armored hand. Wherever she looked, there was a sea of ​​high temperature, which seemed to distort the dimension of reality, "Well, I now know why this ghost The place is abandoned." "In fact, it has existed here for many years, until recently it was abandoned."

The technician stood on the side, and the Destroyer King carried out several large boxes from the cabin. They were all wearing full protective suits and helmets on their heads. They all seem to be distorted, "Ah, damn it, this place is really hot, I can feel it through the protective clothing." "Then I suggest that you use the ancient Terra technique, so that your mind will be calm and cool naturally."

The technician suggested that the King of Destruction smashed the box in front of him, "Be careful, you big man, you won't be able to repair this place if you smash it." "Come on, Echo, you said it yourself, this box is laser They can't be worn."

The King of Destruction said, moving his arms, he looked at the bright sun above his head, then raised his hands to cover his eyes, and when he lowered his head, he saw Yarick on the edge of the town, standing on the bare desert On the slope, with his hands behind his back, the most noticeable thing was that he was not wearing protective clothing like everyone else. In fact, Yarick was only wearing the commissar's coat.

But this obviously cannot be explained by the fact that there is no high temperature around him. The golden badge on his shoulders and the cap badge of the political commissar above his head have been burned red by the sun, and the fiery hissing sound is constantly echoing like the exposed shovels around him. , while his hat was steaming.

But Yarek didn't seem to feel it at all, standing directly under the sun with his hands behind his back, looking around the Gobi Desert, "What's the situation with him? His brain is burnt out?" "I don't think his brain is broken." Yes, the reaction he showed shows that his neurons are within the normal range." "Then why did he come down like that? Didn't we prepare protective clothing for him?" "Obviously, the political commissar thinks he doesn't need it." "but why?"

The King of Destruction asked in surprise, but the technician who should have answered him squatted down and poked on the surface control panel of the equipment box, but there was no response from the thing, as if it was a sticker pasted on it. , "It's overheating, Echo, turn it on for me."

Turning around and squatting down like a half-mechanism, he didn't actually wear a protective frame, only a helmet on his head to protect the brain nerve components below it. Unable to adapt to the environment here, "I heard that Commissar Yarick has undergone a transformation. When the Mechanicus implanted prosthetic eyes and mechanical arms in him, he made some adjustments to his metabolism."

It was Yeta who was talking, and she came from behind and came to the three people around the box, "I don't think it's due to the Mechanics, otherwise, I don't need to wear a helmet."

While Echo was speaking, he leaned down beside the box, and the transformation pin on the front of his arm was inserted into the slot on the edge of the equipment box, and then turned, the end of his arm turned left and right, and the switch part of the box also turned accordingly. , issued a low mechanical echo.

"What's going on?" "Well, I've also heard an explanation that Commissar Yarick is favored by the Emperor." "I doubt it." "Oh? Don't you believe in the Emperor? Technician?" "I believe it, but I also believe that the power of the emperor's faith doesn't work all the time. In fact, it doesn't work most of the time. We have to figure out a way by ourselves."

While the technician was speaking, the equipment box had been opened, and among the buffer sponges lay a machine with many long tentacles, and those arms dragged under it, like an octopus. After opening the box, the echo let out On one side, let the technician have enough space to get close to it and start it.

The technician tapped something under its disc head, and then pushed some switches with his fingers, the machine started to work, a light flickered on its head, and it made a buzzing sound. Standing up, the long arms rested below, and pulled out from the sponge of the box along with the levitation.

"Damn, levitation? Atmosphere, I've never seen this kind of completely levitating reconnaissance robot." Yeta looked at its bottom curiously. On the flat surface, there was no jet port like most of the empire's levitating robots. , or at least the apparent magnetically emitting unit.

"The jet-propelled levitation device is easy to suck wind and sand and cause flameout, so I modified its design and got inspiration from the technology of the cherub baby, and transformed this simple levitation device, although it is not as good as the space fighter and the Custodian. The suspension engine, but still enough."

But obviously, this machine is very disrespectful to the technician. Just after he finished speaking, the machine was paralyzed. The robotic arm also fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Yeta looked at it and frowned strangely, "That's what you said, it works?"

"It was an accident. Its magnetic unit was broken. Echo, I have already fixed it." "I should have fixed it, but if it wasn't for Destroyer, after moving those parts from the mechanical teaching cabin library When I came out, I had a conflict with the Skitarii, knocked down a few Skitarii soldiers, and then the box was shot, and I have already repaired it." "Hey! How can this be my fault? I said thank you to them " "Wait, you robbed the skitarii?" "I'm more inclined to call it an acceptable requisition."

As the technician said, he began to check the unlucky robot. Losing the chain at such a critical moment can make its designer quite embarrassing, "My modification design makes the robot need more, which is also a fine mechanical unit, and this This kind of parts can only be provided by Mechanicism, we have tried to reason with them, but you also know that for Mechanicians, their brains cannot understand such a complicated issue.”

"So, you just robbed them?" "If you have to use that word, then yes." "Wow, you really lived up to your reputation." "Isn't it?"

The King of Destruction put his hands on his hips as if he was very proud, while the technician raised his head and looked at the front sight standing guard on a nearby building buried in yellow sand, "Sight sight, look for any mechanical vehicles or vehicles nearby, Or something like that."

The front sight sat half-squatting on the domed building, on his armor, because it was at a high place, the wind blowing through him was more intense, allowing fine grains of sand and stones to blow over his body, the monotonous The gray armor was already covered with many scratches and a thick layer of particles stuck to it.

Holding the sniper rifle in his hand, he glanced around, "Yes, there is a transport vehicle outside the town." "What shape is it?" "The body is round. If you think I don't recognize it, then You are wrong, that is a Land mining transport vehicle." "Well, great, there are internal units of that vehicle that can be used, Wrecking King, you and Echo will take it apart, remember, Let Echo take care of the parts, you only need to remove the hull." "Ah, got it."

Yarek looked at the endless Gobi desert, he looked back at the echoes who got up, and the King of Destruction who followed him away, they went to the corner of the town with their guns on their backs, passing by the corpses of the local predators they had wiped out , Destroyed Dynasty kicked it on the body.

"You will get used to them, although they seem unreliable, but trust me, they are the most reliable." "You are their captain, you trust them, Hunter." "I trust them, but what about you? , I am very curious, who is the real commander in this operation, is she, or you?"

The hunter glanced at Yeta, she was returning to the direction of the Aquila, squatting on the edge of the cabin door and sweeping away the blown desert above with her hands, but it was obviously meaningless, after cleaning, there would be new ones immediately. Cover it up, but Yeta obviously enjoys it, or in other words, her annoyance makes her ignore these things.

Yarick also looked at her, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The marshal asked her to lead the team, and I was only sent to assist her." "Really? But I think you are the commander of this trip, I need to know, If the two of you have a conflict, who should I listen to?" "You should listen to the right one." "I am a soldier, obeying orders, not thinking." "Really? But it seems to me that your team The biggest characteristic of the team is that they don't like to obey orders, don't they? I've heard of you."

"Hmph, I guess, that's not a good reputation, is it?" "No, but I don't care about that. The marshal sent you here, so there is his purpose, and it's not my job to figure out what he thinks." "You like Seeing is believing?" "If you can."

When Yarick was speaking, Echo and Destroyer had already returned. The former handed over a transistor in his hand to the technician, and the latter pulled his arm, and immediately popped out a tool claw on the multifunctional platform of the arm armor. I used that thing to unscrew the cover of the floor robot, took something out of it, and put the transistor in again. After a burst of finger tapping, the robot restarted, with a buzzing sound, accompanied by the suspension engine at the end, so The aroused air flow flew up.

"Tick tock, beep tock." The robot made a crisp sound, and its multiple arms were raised, opening and closing as they rotated around. The technician looked at the hovering robot in front of him and nodded. He put away the tools, "Good job, you two." "It's the three of us! And the sight!"

The King of Destruction waved and laughed at the front sight on the roof, the latter made a disgusted sound, picked up the sniper rifle and continued to observe the surroundings, the hunter looked at the three of them and chuckled, "You will see, this is just the beginning. "It's really just the beginning."

After Yarik finished speaking, he looked in the direction of the Aquila, and Yeta's hand stroked the side of its fuselage. She was silent there for a moment, and then the hatch closed by itself, and the surface of the Aquila shone with a piece of ether. The simulation field quickly became invisible, as if there was nothing there.

Yeta breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded towards Yarik, who also lowered his head to respond, then raised his power claw, and the giant claw snapped together in his hand, "Let's go."