Chapter 144 The Winter Soldier is dead, and Alpha is in power!
"Name?"
"I have no idea."
"age?"
"I really don't know!"
Bucky, the Winter Soldier, curled up on the multi-functional bed, holding his head in pain.
There seemed to be only confusion and bewilderment in the pair of wide-open eyes.
A few meters away, Rorschach, with his gray hair cut short again, sat upright in a metal chair.
In his palm he held a cup of steaming Tiger milk and took a few sips from time to time.
The two-meter-tall muscular body cast a huge shadow under the bright light.
Buzz buzz buzz——
Accompanied by the subtle sound of the anti-gravity engine.
The Servo Skull Raditus was hovering safely behind Rorschach.
There was a red light flashing in his eye sockets, and the mechanical clamps were extending and retracting from time to time.
It seems like it has a lot to say.
But he didn't dare to interrupt his boss's questioning process.
"Your full name is James Buchanan Barnes... your common name is Bucky Barnes. You were a combat veteran during World War II and an anti-fascist fighter who fought against the Nazis... You were captured by the evil organization Hydra in an accident during an operation and underwent human body modification and mental brainwashing..."
Rorschach blinked his expressionless blue wolf eyes.
He told the Winter Soldier about his past experiences in a simple and clear manner.
"In the past few decades, you have been called the 'Winter Soldier' by them, and have completely become a killer assassin used by Hydra to disrupt the world order... You have killed many innocent people in the past, including the elderly, children, men and women..."
"Stop talking—"
Bucky, who was curled up on the hospital bed like a quail, suddenly raised his drooping head.
He opened his bloodshot eyes wide and suddenly let out a roar.
However, Rorschach showed no sign of vigilance.
He simply picked up the milk in his palm and took a sip.
He seemed to care nothing about what was happening in front of him.
"How dare you disrespect the Primarch! Damn heretic!"
The Servo Skull Raditus floating behind him rushed forward quickly.
The two mechanical clamps quickly retracted into the skull.
An ultra-small laser cannon, whose caliber was obviously several points larger than that of an ordinary laser gun, suddenly flipped out and aimed at Buggy's head.
"My Lord Primarch, stop wasting time on him! Leave him to me! Let me destroy him with one shot! If you want to live, I promise to give you an obedient and powerful combat servant within three days!"
Raditus's angry mechanical voice echoed in Rorschach's ears.
Rorschach narrowed his wolf-green eyes slightly.
He slowly said to the servo skull Reditus,
"If I just needed thugs, I would have asked you to transform some damn human criminals into combat servitors... Step back, Reditus. In view of your loyalty, the matter of you stealing Jessica's laser pistol without authorization will be written off. Remember to hand over the laser weapon production line drawings to David later."
"Uh... I understand, your Excellency the Primarch."
The Servo Skull Raditus slowly floated to the side.
It carefully took back the ultra-small laser cannon that was transformed from several laser pistols.
"Bucky... you owe a life to the innocent victims, and you also owe countless blood debts to the entire human race... The reason I spared your life is, first, to understand the overall structure of the Hydra organization, and second, I believe you can still be saved... at least you still have the right to die heroically in battle."
Rorschach drank the remaining milk in one gulp.
He lowered his thick arms and put down the empty cup.
"My memory... my memory is too confused. I remember all those murder scenes. I actually remember them all..."
Bucky, who had been silent, suddenly raised his chin.
He stared at Rorschach with a pair of bloodshot eyes, and almost whispered,
"I need a lot of time to sort out my memories and get rid of mental control... If, if I lose control, I hope you can kill me! I don't want to become an assassin puppet who only knows how to kill again!"
"I can promise you this... Those Hydras can't escape from the Earth, but please don't make me wait too long."
Rorschach stood up slowly with an expressionless face.
He said as he walked out of the medical room without looking back.
"Welcome back to the real world...Bucky Barnes."
The servo skull Raditus floating nearby quickly activated the anti-gravity engine and followed Rorschach.
However, before leaving.
It still extended a mechanical claw and raised a friendly gesture to Bucky who was immersed in painful memories.
"Old boy, don't let me get you... hehehe..."
"Ah! Sorry! My Lord Primarch! I was wrong!"
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Outside the medical room.
Rorschach licked his fangs subconsciously and crossed his arms over his shoulders.
Waiting for the Servo Skull Raditus to fly out of the metal gate.
Then, he glanced at the other person floating up and down, and asked calmly:
"Where is the blueprint of the copycat Terminator? You dragged the original one-day mission to three days... It just so happens that I recently obtained a Necrons' super-phased sword, which is very convenient for chopping melons and vegetables..."
"My Lord Primarch... do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
However, the Servo-Skull Raditus seemed to have entered the calm state of the Tech-Priest.
It paid no attention to Rorschach's threats and ridicule.
Even the mechanical voice seemed to have lost any emotional fluctuations.
"Of course it's true."
Rorschach slowly put away his teasing attitude.
He narrowed his wolf-green eyes.
The expression on his face became a little more serious.
"My Lord Primarch, your base can be described as having nothing... There are no forging furnaces, no grinding production lines, and no material inventory. Not to mention adamantium, even the most basic ceramic steel and plastid cannot be manufactured in large quantities."
"I, Raditus, am not one of those conservative people who know nothing without the guidance of prayer scriptures, but aren't the conditions here too harsh?"
"If I have everything, do I still need the help of a technical priest like you?"
Rorschach couldn't help but frown.
He said as he stared at Raditus whose eyes were glowing red.
Servo-Skull Raditus rocked its mechanical clamp back and forth.
It drove the anti-gravity engine, slowly approached Rorschach, and said in a deliberately low voice:
"My Lord Primarch, I am not complaining to you... I am explaining a basic truth to you. All our major plans require the support of countless foundries and basic materials."
"In fact... if you just want to copy a Terminator power armor, you can barely complete it with the materials you have now. You only need a large ultra-high temperature forge and a little help from that heretic iron man."
"Platinum? No need. The remains of the metal alien can be used as the internal skeleton of the Terminator after smelting. The heavy metal shell can also be made of the local gold-titanium alloy. It is light and easier to replace..."
"But, Master Primarch...are you satisfied with this?"
After listening to what Reditus said.
Luo Xia opened his blue wolf eyes wide and asked softly:
"So... Raditus, what exactly do you want to tell me?"
"Expand! Master Primarch! We need to expand quickly!"
"As long as you give me a little permission, a powerful intelligence army will appear in this world! It will be easy for you to conquer an entire planet!"
"The moon and even other planets...will be forge worlds in the palm of your hand!"
"Reditus..."
"Um?"
At this moment, Rorschach suddenly pulled out a plasma pistol.
It quickly pressed against the white forehead of the servo skull.
"I noticed that you have been too active recently... Do you need to use plasma to clean your brain and calm down?"
"My Lord, I, I can't fantasize about it once in a while, can I?"
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(End of this chapter)