Warhammer: Start with a dog

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?! Magna-?!"

Realizing that something unprecedented was going to happen soon, the frightened demigod giant jumped up from his comfortable office chair, and in a ten-thousandth of a blink of an eye, he jumped up from the death of a galaxy-level communication company with his full name and current address. I threw myself in front of the Iron Ring Robot, anxiously groping around in the gaps between its cold and hard metal, trying to immediately find something like a big red button to stop immediately - Oh, by the way, wait a minute, I can directly ask him to stop with my mind. !

The majestic psychic power that Perturabo left in this body has never been so fully and strongly mobilized. Every Astartes on board the Iron-blooded felt the fierceness of their genetic father. mood.

Every Space Marine with the Perturabo gene who received this emotion dropped what they were doing and immediately picked up weapons and headed toward the location of their genetic father as quickly as possible. He rushed over with all his strength.

The sounds of many powered armor boots running fiercely and the sound of bolters being loaded could be heard in the corridors from far to near outside the Chapter Master's office.

But at this time, Lamizane had no time to care about these details.

Stop stop stop stop stop! Magna Matt! ! I order you to immediately stop sending any external content of the recruitment notice——

"Received the pause command, passed the verification, started to execute the pause program, the retrieved message was too long, the encoding translation was aborted, and could not be completed..."

Lamizane let out a long breath when he heard "received timeout" and "failed to complete".

"(Gu Terra's expletive), I'm scared to death. This (Gu Terra's expletive)'s master control machine soul is too self-determined. I'm afraid the Iron-Blooded will be able to fire at something by itself if it has this thing loose... ...Tell Pepe later to let him check the security settings with me... Speaking of which, I haven't seen the main core of Magna Mart's system. Gee, since it is an intelligent machine soul at this time, it might not be the main body. The core is the same as the degraded Caul on the Macragge's Glory in the future, which is a row of human heads soaked in a glass tank of nutrient solution..."

A bright blood-red warning light suddenly flashed in the Iron Ring's mechanical eyes.

"Error return. Return report verification... The translated code part is sent successfully... The inter-star transmission mode of the main transmitting tower completes the jump band programming, the sending packet completion rate is 42%, and the star language tower mode sending completion rate is 100%. Thirty-nine points. The sending result returns: The sending range of this broadcast message is: the Milky Way, the Eye of Terror to the Vision of Hades. The receiving object can use the corresponding psychic band, astrology band, or the special induction band in the list To receive, the signal is transmitted using the ship's special star automatic jump mode code, and the traceable interval is..."

"Ahhhhh?! Magna?! What do you mean?! You still sent it?! This thing doesn't have the function of withdrawing within two minutes! Oh! I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!"

When the anxious "Silver Skull" Astartes rushed into the office anxiously, what they saw was "that" Gene Father who was making an expression like the famous painting "The Scream" of Ancient Terra.

"My father!" Dassadra cried sadly, and at the same time the veteran took a step forward and knelt down half-kneeling, his gleaming ceramite knee pads hitting the floor. "What's wrong with you? Merciful Lord of Iron , I boldly ask you to tell us your worries and let us share a meager responsibility for you! If you are worried about the lack of food, I can lead the fleet to set off immediately!"

"Blood of Steel! I think you bunch of useless scraps want to taste what it's like to be used as macrocannon shells one by one!" A familiar Contemptor Fearless opened the door to the lounge next to it and walked out with its head held high. , everything from his electronic sound generator to the raised power hand looked full of inexplicable anger. Well, Lamizane immediately realized that this was serious anger.

"Fuck your eyes! What are you doing here making noisy noises like a bunch of noisy ducks?! This is my office! Not an open-air market!"

"I didn't do anything. Ahem, I didn't even leave the office. Of course I didn't do anything. Why did you wake up? And - besides, I'm fine. Dasadra, you take Maxim and the others out first. Immediately, go out first. .”

Braving the murderous gaze and fire control aim of a certain stuffed tyrant, after pushing out all the Iron Warriors and Imperial Fists who had turned into tall and sturdy men, Lamizane closed the door and laughed. Turning around, "Pepe, why did you wake up and come out with your Fearless?"

The original body, Bian Mu, was now much more awake than when he first came out. He was scanning the people in front of him with a gloomy look, "According to the log, I only slept for twenty-two minutes and thirty seconds. You didn't cause any problems." Bar?"

"No! Well, uh, how can I sleep enough to regain my energy in such a short time? You can go back and sleep for a few hours. I promise that no one will disturb your rest this time."

"I would like to, but those useless things made too much noise!" Perturabo angrily simulated a low roar with his electronic sound, "I heard them rushing through two doors. The sound of the office door opening!"

"You're right! Since your ears are very sensitive, in order not to affect your rest, we should strengthen the sound insulation strength of the door and walls of the lounge!" Lamizane suddenly realized, "I think it was just a small misunderstanding. It’s settled now so you can go back to sleep, Peppa baby.”

The black and white dog raised his eyebrows in the helmet and looked at his body with a more suspicious look, [Small misunderstanding? What kind of small misunderstanding would allow them to push open the office door and rush in without my permission at the risk of being beaten to a pulp by me? ——With weapons raised! 】

He immediately stopped Lamizane's next words, which were still about to quibble, [I can see, those weapons are all loaded. No matter what happened to you, they wouldn't dare to do this. 】

[I already said it was a misunderstanding. The alarm system just now, uh, I made them misunderstand! 】

【oh? So was that the strong psychic wave I felt while sleeping too? 】

[Uh... that... I just made a mistake...]

The Contemptor's fearless eyepiece flickered a few times, [So, are you going to do it yourself or should I start looking through the Iron-Blooded's log? 】

【Well……】

[Okay, let me take a look at Magna’s video log...Lami Zane Carosini! I can not believe it! 】

The fury of the black and white stuffed tyrant once again swept across the country like a storm.

[...Maybe because there are no articles in this... format now, people will treat it as some kind of joke or, uh, something that cannot be believed, right? Right? 】

Someone said with luck.

【What? ! See for yourself what the hell you sent half way across the galaxy! 】

【ah? 】

Gua(￣▽￣)

There are still friends who don’t believe in evil who went to see it and said they were traumatized...

I’ve already talked about mental pollution!

Then I really stick to the original lines and characters (as much as possible)

Now: Hahahahahahahaha, forget about my wild performance of XXXXXX, it’s officially like this anyway. Although I know you want to play with him, but

To give an example that does not affect the plot: I actually like several Primarchs but I try my best to restrain the Imperial Army Commander I like (fear)

What are you writing about, DAN! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Am I reading some misplaced article? ! ! ! ! ! ! !