"Ahhh Magna ——?! ”

Aware of the imminent death of an unprecedented Galactic Communicator with his full name and current address, the terrified demigod giant jumped out of his comfortable office chair and pounced on the Hoop in the blink of an eye, fumbling anxiously through the cracks of his cold, hard metal, trying to find something like the Stop Now red button or something - oh yes, wait, I could just ask him to stop with my mind!

Never before had the majestic psychic power left in this body by Perturabo been mobilized so fully and intensely, and every Astarte on the Iron Blood felt the intense emotions of their genetic father.

Every Star Marine with the Perturabo gene who received this emotion threw away their work and immediately took up their weapons and rushed towards the location of their genetic father as fast as they could.

Outside the Warband Leader's office, the corridors from far and near resounded with the sound of many power armor iron boots running violently and blasters loading.

But by this time Lamizanne had no time to take care of these details.

Stop, stop, stop! Magna Mart!! I order you to immediately cease and desist from sending any outward messages to the contents of the job posting.

"After receiving the pause order, the verification was passed, and the pause procedure was started, but the retrieved message was too long, the encoding and translation were suspended, and the ...... could not be completed"

Lamizan let out a long sigh when he heard "paused" and "not finished".

"(Gutera's foul mouth), scared Lao Tzu to death, this (Gutera's foul mouth) master control machine soul is too self-determined, Iron Blood has this thing to let go, I'm afraid I can't shoot at something by myself...... Go back and tell Pepe to have him work with me to overhaul the security settings...... Speaking of Magna Mart's system main core, I haven't seen it yet, tsk, since it's the intelligent machine soul at this time, maybe the ontological core is the same as the deteriorating Kaul on the Macurag's glory in the future, which is a row of human heads soaked in the glass tank of nutrient solution......"

The Ringman's mechanical eyes suddenly flashed with a blazing blood-red warning light.

"Error returned. Back to Report Validation ...... The transcribed encoding part is sent...... The interstellar transmission mode of the main transmission tower completes the folding band programming, and the transmission completion rate of the transmission packet is 42%, and the transmission completion rate of the star-speaking tower mode is 39%. Sending result return: The broadcast message is sent within the following range: Milky Way, Eye of Fear to Hades Vision, the receiving object can be received using the corresponding psionic band, star language band, and special induction band in the list, and the signal is transmitted using the ship's special stellar automatic jump mode code, and the traceable interval is ......"

"Ahhh Magna?! What do you mean?! You still sent it out?! It's over, this thing doesn't have the ability to undo it in two minutes! Belch! I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen! ”

When the anxious "Silver Skull" Astartes rushed into the office anxiously, they saw "that" Gene Father making an expression like the famous Gutera painting "The Scream".

"My father!" Dasadra shouted sadly as the veteran stepped forward and half-knelt down, his gleaming terracotta steel knee pads slamming against the floor, "What's wrong with you?" Merciful Iron Lord, I dare to ask you to tell us your sorrows, and let us share a small responsibility for you! If you're worried about the lack of food, I'll lead the fleet out at once! ”

"O blood of steel! I think you guys want to taste the taste of being a cannon shell one by one! A familiar Contempt Daring Do opened the door to the lounge next to him and strode out, from his electronic sound generator to the raised power hand looking filled with an inexplicable anger, well, Ramizane immediately realized that it was a serious wake-up gas.

"Fear fucking eyes! What are you doing here and making a fuss like a flock of noisy ducks?! This is my office! Not an open-air market! ”

"Didn't do anything. Ahem, I didn't even leave the office, of course I didn't do anything, why did you wake up? Also- besides I'm fine, Dasada, you take Maxim and they go out first, immediately, out first. ”

After all the Iron Warriors and Imperial Fists who had turned into big tall and sturdy men were pushed out against the murderous sight and fire control sight of a certain stuffed tyrant, Ramizane closed the door and turned around with a sneer, "Pepe, why are you awake and still driving your dreadnought out?" ”

The original Bian Mu was much more awake than when he first came out, and was gloomy as he glanced at the person in front of him with a suspicious gaze, "According to the log, I only fell asleep for twenty-two minutes and thirty seconds, and you didn't have any problems, right?" ”

"Nope! Well, uh, how can you sleep well enough to regain your energy after only that little time? You can go back and sleep for a few more hours, and I promise no one will disturb you this time. ”

"I'd like to, but the movement of those useless things is too big!" Peturabo angrily simulated a low roar in his electronic voice, "I heard them rushing open the office door through both doors!" ”

"You're right! Given that your ears are very sensitive, in order not to interfere with your rest, we should strengthen the soundproofing of the doors and walls of the lounge! "I think it was just a little misunderstanding. It's settled now, so you can go back and go back to sleep, Pepe baby. ”

The black and white flower dog raised his eyebrows in the helmet with a more suspicious look and looked at his body, [Little misunderstanding? What kind of little misunderstanding would make them risk being beaten into meat sauce by me and rushing in the office door without my permission? - Still holding weapons! 】

He immediately stopped what Ramizane was still trying to quibble about, "I can see that those weapons are loaded. It's not that something big has happened to you, they don't dare to do it at all. 】

[I said it was a misunderstanding, the alarm system just was, uh, I made them misunderstand! 】

[Oh? So the strong psionic fluctuations I felt when I fell asleep were the same? 】

[uh...... That one...... I just missed it for a while......]

The Defiant's fearless eyepiece flickered a few times, [So did you recruit it yourself or did I start flipping through the journal of the Iron Blood?] 】

[uh......]

[Okay, I'll take a look at Magna's video log...... Ramizane Kalosini! I can't believe it! 】

Once again, the fury of the black and white stuffed tyrant swept through the border like a storm.

【…… Maybe it's because there is no such ...... format article, people will think of it as some kind of joke or, uh, something that can't be believed, right? Right? 】

Someone said with a fluke.

[What?! See for yourself what the hell you're sending halfway across the galaxy! 】

[Huh? 】

wail( ̄▽ ̄)

There are still friends who don't believe in evil and went to see it and said that they were injured......

I've talked about mental pollution!

And then it's that I'm really still very strict with the original line and character design (as much as possible)

Now: hahahahaXXXXXX Lao Tzu plays wildly Forget it, anyway, the official is like this, although I know that you want to play and pinch him

For example, it doesn't affect the plot: In fact, I like a few primitives but do my best to restrain the forbidden army and commander I like (fear)

What are you writing about, DAN!!!!!!!!!! Am I reading something misplaced!!!!!!!

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