Chapter 339: Hail the Hydra - Omegan: Today, we are all Alpharius! (I)
Boom——
Accompanied by a dull collision sound.
A male brown bear weighing seven hundred kilograms was easily removed by Rorschach from the ceramic steel shoulder armor.
Judging from the tragic death of the prey, with its eyes open and mouth crooked and eyes squinting.
He must have dragged it out of its hibernation nest and beaten it to death.
At this moment, Kane, who had just woken up, struggled to squeeze through the men, women, young and old who were standing in the distance watching.
He didn't care at all about the shock and fear on everyone's faces when they saw the brown bear's corpse.
Innocent Kane stared with a pair of green eyes.
With eyes full of curiosity, he watched Rorschach drive the power armor and bend over to deal with the flesh and bear skin on the brown bear's corpse.
Soon after, no one went out hunting except Craig, who was still examining the disabled members of the resistance.
The Bain brothers, Gao Qi and the Chief.
They brought back four elks weighing about 300 kilograms and a dozen cave rabbits of different sizes from the forests in the mountains.
There are still more than ten hours until Iron Man David returns.
Before large amounts of supplies arrive, the rebels' food supplies require some emergency measures.
In fact, the logistical personnel in the resistance army, led by Zora, have been racking their brains to maintain food rations for everyone.
But they were afraid that the location of their stronghold would be exposed due to the dense gunfire.
Therefore, it is not possible to successfully hunt large prey every time.
And with the arrival of the icy winter.
The little food left in the stronghold became even more stretched.
So, in a way.
What really won Rorschach and his team the trust of the rebels was not their miraculous medical treatment that could cure all diseases.
Rather, it was the generous sharing of captured prey that successfully made everyone let down their initial wariness.
Wait until piles of raging bonfires gradually start to rise.
The hodgepodge barbecue, which was simply sprinkled with some rock salt, was also distributed equally by Rorschach to each rebel.
Rorschach, squinting his eyes, actually vaguely saw a gradually rising light in everyone's eyes.
"Hope..."
Rorschach muttered to himself and turned slowly.
Carrying his own portion of roasted bear meat, he walked towards the top of the nearby hill.
Prior to this, he had already informed everyone in the Stormtrooper Squad and Zora, who had temporarily become his deputy.
He needs to meditate and think about his next plan of action.
He doesn't want anyone to disturb him unless the enemy is attacking.
A few minutes later, Rorschach, carrying the barbecue, found a perfect spot where he could overlook the entire starry sky.
He drove the power armor and slowly sat down cross-legged.
Then he chewed the roasted bear meat slowly, which didn't taste very good.
Wait until the gradually cooled barbecue slowly enters the stomach.
Rorschach wiped the solidified grease off his metal palm with nearby snow.
He casually turned on the simulator that had been silent for a long time.
I silently prayed for the emperor's blessing in my heart.
Then, Rorschach started the simulation without hesitation.
[Simulation starting——]
[Current identity: Space Wolf Blood Claw (Webway Commorros Death Arena)]
[Please select your identity first]
[If you refuse, you will be randomly dropped]
[Identity selection has been rejected]
[Simulation starting——]
[You have arrived in the Warhammer Universe]
[time:???]
[Place:???]
[You have successfully landed on the middle deck of a Conqueror-class armed cargo ship. ]
[You are sitting on a metal bed that smells faintly of decay.]
[You blinked a few times, gradually adapting to the dim light in the narrow room.]
[You looked down at yourself and found that you were wearing a set of heavy carapace armor with the green spray paint polished off, and a dusty, bloodstained gray hooded cloak on the outside.]
[You slowly stand up and stretch your muscular arms and legs, which are thick but have no plastic-steel joints.]
[You walked to the sink in the narrow room.]
[You saw a bronze, shiny bald head with a pair of thick eyebrows and a solemn expression in the blurry mirror.]
[You couldn't help but give a very ugly, stiff smile to the mirror.]
[You turned around and compared your height to the door frame and the metal bed not far away, and barely measured your height to be around 2.67 meters.]
["Unless he is gifted since childhood, with this body type and height, and without a power armor… God bless, please don't let him be a fallen angel hiding from the Dark Angels!" You couldn't help but blink your deep eyes, turning your head to look at your reflection and muttering to yourself.]
[You vaguely sense a bad premonition.]
[You immediately turn around and search for anything in the narrow room.]
[You only found a laser pistol that you carried with you and a silver metal spear that was separated into several parts and placed in a metal box.]
["Hmm? Alien weapons?"]
[You subconsciously squatted beside the bed and examined this piecemeal weapon that you had never seen before.]
[You skillfully assembled all the parts, and a two-meter-long, two-headed silver spear was tightly grasped in your palm.]
[You couldn't help but thrust forward a few times, and a terrifying buzzing tremor seemed to instantly erupt in the turbid air.]
[You also accidentally discovered that the double-headed spear can be transformed into a dual-wielded short spear at any time. ]
[Just when you were about to continue studying this strangely shaped alien weapon. ]
[The sound of footsteps coming from outside the cabin reaches your ears clearly.]
[You casually put the alien weapon that you just split into two short spears behind your waist and covered most of it with your hooded cloak.]
[The next second, the metal door of the cabin was pulled open violently.]
[The mottled light from the cabin corridor above also shines on your expressionless bronze face.]
[At the same time, a middle-aged burly man with a red nose and wearing dirty captain's clothes stares at you expressionlessly. ]
["Stupid big guy! I'm not letting you take a ride on this boat for free! If you want to get daily food and a boat ticket to the next stop, get up and work!"]
[The middle-aged man occasionally uttered some dirty slang used by sailors on the ship, while he shouted at you in a muffled voice.]
[You blinked a few times subconsciously. ]
[You immediately analyzed the middle-aged man's identity through his words, actions, and clothing.]
[A boatswain or first mate under a Rogue Trader... Of course, it is not ruled out that he is a Rogue Trader with unique tastes.]
[You stood up silently and walked slowly to the middle-aged man.]
[You lowered your head slightly and looked down at the middle-aged man who was nearly a meter shorter than you, still without saying a word.]
[As time went by, the middle-aged man's face gradually revealed some fear from his biological instinct, and even his red nose became more and more rosaceous.]
[However, just as the other party's lips moved slightly, as if he was going to swallow the words he just shouted back into his stomach.]
["What kind of work? If it's killing people… that's a different price."]
[You subconsciously squeezed out a ferocious smile on your solemn bronze face, which you thought was gentle, but actually looked very scary.]
["Terra, God—"]
[The middle-aged man standing in front of you instantly rolled his eyes back and fell backwards heavily.]
Thank you for your support!
Alpharius is coming!
(End of this chapter)