The Iron Priests who were interrupted in the discussion turned their eyes to Machine Intelligence Servitors who was standing next to them, and then looked at each other in confusion, and they could read the meaning even through their helmets.
They are curious about the past, but reason tells them that exploring these will not do them any good.
However, Servitor passed by them, and then found Great Wolf on the Artificial Continent, which had been almost turned into a deserted land.
"The test has ended. All weapons in the weapon list have been shaped multiple times. Based on the observation of weapon operating habits and characteristics, the current best data optimization has been completed. Weapon combination and equipment manufacturing have entered the process."
Logan was stunned for a moment and then asked in disbelief.
"Can't we choose our own weapons and equipment? I have some weapons that I really like."
Servitor tilted his mechanical head, and the focuser of the electronic eyeball zoomed slightly, as if he could see Logan's expression through the helmet.
Then Servitor pointed at the Space Wolves soldiers who were still waving their weapons on the test field and howling crazily.
"The data has been collected, and the weapon combination package will be judged based on each individual's control performance of different weapons. Men of Iron's calculations never make mistakes."
Logan didn't say much, at least he did feel extremely excited just now.
I even kept praying in my heart that some blind Chaos Traitors or Xenos would come right away to let him have a happy hunting.
However this is simply not realistic.
In Realspace, each Titan Ship is a super bunker with full firepower. Any enemy who is not smart will only be crushed.
Of course, except Necrons.
Servitor did not want to dwell on the issue of their equipment matching with Logan, but instead informed Logan.
"The new Power Armour can be set up and fine-tuned after a standard Terran hour. Now you can follow this unit to leave the test site. Please call all personnel on the ship to leave the ship and follow the instructions of Central Control Intelligence. A short rest has been prepared for you. Your ship needs to be adapted to fight better in Warp."
Servitor's words made Logan frown.
As Space Wolves, Chapter Master, he had not heard such commanding words without any choice for a long time.
Of course, he didn't say much, and a short break was not bad.
Some of the two thousand Space Wolves were even soldiers he temporarily recalled from other Clan who were fighting.
Logan imagined the battles they might encounter in the coming days. Maybe this would be their last rest.
With this thought in mind, Logan turned his head and let out a long howl.
The other Space Wolves warriors turned to look at Logan.
"Assemble!"
Following Roge's instructions, the Space Wolvess on the scene put down their reluctance to part with their weapons, and then lined up neatly.
The leader Servitor turned around and took a look, but did not speak. He silently led the way back to Starport.
When they returned to Starport again, several huge Men of Iron Transport Ship were already waiting inside Starport.
Servitor, who was leading the team, turned around, glanced at Logan, and then gave way to the passage leading to Transport Ship.
"Now please summon everyone on the ship, including Mortals and Slaves. Then board Transport Ship and leave temporarily."
"Leave? What happened to Mortals and Slaves? Logan?"
Space Wolves The soldiers felt a little strange, and a Rune Priest stepped forward and asked.
Logan shook his head and connected to the communication sound array.
"I am Chapter Master Logan Grimnaduan. In my name, all ships Captain must immediately gather all personnel on board and disembark all breathing objects."
Soon Captain from several ships appeared at the docking port of the ship with guards.
After meeting Logan, they began to be responsible for greeting the guards to return to the ship, and notifying everyone from the bottom to leave the ship.
Although there are only 2,000 Astartess on the six ships, there are nearly 300,000 Mortals crew members.
Among them, the Wrath of Fenris was a single ship carrying 100,000 crew members, nearly 20,000 of whom were Menials.
As the guards returned again, the first ones to appear were those Tech-Priest.
On any Imperial Ships, in addition to Captain, these Tech-Priest are the most important "Mortals" crew members.
Whether it is Engine Priest or Gearhead, they are essential personnel for the operation of the ship.
When the Priests walked out of the ship with Servitor and stepped onto Heart of the Forge's Starport, they even knelt down on the ground and shouted Omnissiah, and then frantically looked at the huge Starport inside the ship through the portholes.
However, they still restrained their behavior and honestly followed the Space Wolvess to the other side of the passage to Transport Ship.
The people who came out later began to be filled with chaos.
The navy and guards were disciplined and just looked at the sights they had never seen around them and discussed in low voices.
Then the crew of Mortals and Menials acted nervous and fearful.
Many people have lived on ships for generations and never even got off the ship once in their lives.
They had no idea what they were going to face, so they seemed extremely nervous.
However, Servitor on the side quickly discovered something wrong.
"Everyone should line up in two lines and stand neatly. Any unnecessary actions may bring danger. Please do not try to do anything that may lead to attack."
The cold mechanical sound echoed inside Starport.
Thousands of Sentinel entered Starport at a completely unsynchronized speed and approached the crowd.
Just when everyone was nervous in front of these tall machines, Machine Body suddenly moved very quickly.
"Poof!"
All deaths came in perfect sync.
Sentinel wielded their robotic arms and suddenly ripped off the heads of thousands of people.
Logan, who was watching from the side, immediately yelled.
"What are you going to do?!"
Blood instantly dyed the entire Starport corridor red.
The scene became extremely bloody.
The sudden death and fear left the Mortals crew members and Slavess almost speechless.
Someone tried to escape, but was easily pushed back into the queue by Men of Iron's robotic arm.
"Please don't leave the team and stay calm."
Feeling the cold mechanical arm, no one dared to try to make other movements. After all, the scene of breaking off the head just now was still in front of them.
Space Wolves immediately pulled out the weapons on their waists, either Bolt Pistol or Power Sword and Chainaxe on their waists.
Even though they know very well that they most likely cannot defeat these Iron Clanks, they cannot let these Men of Iron slaughter Imperium citizens in front of them.
But everything happened so suddenly, which made Space Wolvess remain a little cautious.
After all, if Men of Iron wanted to kill them, he could have done it long ago. There is no need to wait until now.
In the tense atmosphere, the Machine Bodys who killed nearly ten thousand people in an instant raised their heads in their hands, and then took off their disguises.
These things are either hoods, workers' helmets, or some patch decorations.
But without exception, when the forehead is exposed, there are some slight abnormalities in the skin on it.
Some people have strange purple Tianmu lines, while others only have a small light purple mark similar to a bruise.
The fallen bodies were also opened and displayed.
Some corpses have three or even four arms, while others have more or less strange mutations.
Although Imperium has a high degree of acceptance for Abhumans and some Mutants.
But under Men of Iron's real-time biological data monitoring, these creatures and Imperium humans are almost two different species.
Even the skull structure is completely different from normal humans.
And Space Wolves who saw these things also realized the problem.
"Infected mutant?! Damn Xenos Cult!"