Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 368: Subordinate Assistant Soldiers
Artificial lumens simulated the morning light that shone into the bridge of the Iron Blood, reflecting a warm light gold on the mahogany panels inlaid with silver and brass, making the dark, cold and lonely void outside the portholes here seem so unreal.

Captain Water was "sitting" on his command throne, drinking the promethium-blended Reka coffee brought by the servitor, so that the area of ​​his cerebral cortex that was about to take over the morning's activities would become more active.

"Lord Magna, arrive at the bridge!"

Following the loud report from the Iron Ring Mecha Soldier at the door, a tall, golden, and energetic figure rushed into the bridge.

"Stand at attention! Salute Master Magna!"

The bridge officer shouted loudly, and at the same time, the Lord of Auspicion, the Lord of Communications and other technical officers on duty stood up from their seats and greeted the person who walked in.

The cheerful Iron-Blooded Machine Spirit nodded to everyone, his electronic prosthetic eyes flashed a few times to show his happiness, and then he waved his hand, signaling everyone to return to their respective posts.

"It is so nice to see you here again, my Lord."

Captain Vought turned his cyborg heads around with a grin - they had been mysteriously tweaked by some armory tech-priest to give them a much-improved range of motion and expressions.

These changes, along with other things happening on the Iron Blood, have caused the captain to have some secret new wishes. Bakhte Water, who has been fixed on the bridge of the Iron Blood for nearly nine thousand years in the real universe, hopes to earn enough Iron Blood-specific contribution points to build a new mechanical body for himself so that he can leave the command throne during his lifetime, and he is working hard to achieve this.

"Eh? Who is this...? I haven't seen him here before...? Is he your... friend? Lord Magna?"

Captain Water's electronic bionic eyes shrank and rotated, with multiple focal points falling on the figure that followed the Iron Blood's main control machine soul in.

He or it looks like an Astartes, but slightly taller than usual, wearing the latest Mark 12 power armor according to the convention of the "Silver Skull" on the Iron Blood - well, although many people know it now, since keeping silent can help a lot of things, no one will be so tactless and shout loudly in public - those young people who would shout or question will naturally have priests led by Eli Kevin to provide one-on-one care and guidance.

So his power armor is also mainly silver, but unlike others who paint their shoulder armor black and then decorate it with their favorite decorations or paint, his shoulder armor is black and yellow, but it is not the warning stripes that Captain Water is familiar with. It is just that one side is black and the other side is yellow. The black side also has a skull emblem, while the yellow side is in the shape of a pair of crossed keys. From a distance, it looks like a black cross turned forty-five degrees.

There was no friendly mark of this Astartes in the captain's identification confirmation, but he was marked as a neutral "Unknown Visitor - Waiting for Registration" in his electronic vision. In addition, he came in with Magna, so Captain Water, out of some strange trust, risked being stuffed into the macro cannon but did not activate the hidden automatic turret immediately.

The tall, golden-armored automaton shook his head, then nodded before Captain Vought hit the safety call switch.

Magna then began whispering to the cyborg captain over an encrypted secure protocol transmission.

"Oh, I see! This is your latest design, and then you asked the armory to make a derivative for you, your subordinate processing assistant! So he is also modified from the body of a robot? But to be honest, his movements are really... smooth, worthy of you! Do you plan to release this bionic movement program? I really hope that I can use this program in my future body!"

Although Magna's metal death mask could not make any expression, he seemed to be filled with smiles when he returned to a familiar place and his ship. He shook his head and started communicating with the captain again. "Oh! It's a private order so it needs constant debugging. It can't be used publicly. What a pity... What? There will be an optimized simplified exercise program? That's great! Master Magna!"

Captain Watt looked at the Astartes humanoid robot who was still silent, and his eyes carefully swept over the wrapped longsword behind him and the force field sword at his waist, "It seems that this is still a specialized attack model? Lord Magna, then perhaps you'd better take him to the Lord of Iron's office to do an identity verification. What? You mean here? Sorry, sir, but this login verification exceeds the security permissions I am allowed."

The golden-armored machine soul seemed unhappy, and he even began to gesture, angrily expressing to the embarrassed Captain Water his strong opinion of a certain black and white furry tyrant that was persecuting the poor master-control machine soul!
He even rolled back my language system without even saying a few words of comfort after I came back! I can't even scold him now! He is so... so cunning! He is so cunning! You see, he even deleted these idioms from my vocabulary!
Captain Water's retinal chat channel flashed with lines of complaints like this, and the captain could only smile bitterly and start to coax and comfort him, such as "I believe the Lord of Iron also wants you to develop better language habits that suit your status" or "Or could you ask His Highness Carlosini to convey your opinions to my lord?"

During the entire process, the mysterious Astartes figure remained silent until Captain Watt's speech began to move towards "I guess all parents are like this... When I was a child..." He suddenly spoke, interrupting the conversation between Magna and Captain Watt, who seemed a little shaken by what he heard.

"Fathers...mothers do often think about their children, but perhaps children also have the right to be angry and express their own opinions."

His voice was strangely firm and calm, reminiscent of the towering rocky peaks beneath the snow that never melted in the mountains, and every word he said was like the most holy knight reciting his oath.

After he started speaking, the bridge, which was originally quiet but with low and orderly work conversations, was silent for a second because of this voice that reminded people of the glorious past.

Captain Water was also surprised.

"Ah, so he has a voice-generating device? Master Magna, oh no! Oh no!"

The Captain made a very gratified sound, like your neighbor uncle discovering that the baby he watched grow up has learned the first disobedience to his parents.

But the golden armored machine soul obviously didn't react. He tilted his head and was about to ask doubtfully -

"Yes, I can give my...master his opinion most of the time."

The mysterious Astartes figure replied.

"That's really convenient," Captain Water laughed, "but I suggest you find a time to talk to His Highness Carlosini first, and then go and log him in on our ship."

"This is a very pertinent suggestion, thank you. We will implement it now." Magna's "derivative processing assistant" nodded to the captain, and then guided the main body off the bridge.

(End of this chapter)