Chapter 158 Carrying the Gray Belly of a Domestic Chicken
At first, everything was silent.
Snowy white and cold thick frost condenses on the surface of the metal coating.
There is no sound, no light.
This is the secret and forbidden realm of the dead.
Then, the small pendant swayed slightly.
The eyes began to move very slightly.
The sound of metal friction came quietly, breaking the silence of death.
His key was injected into him.
For the first time, the restart was unsuccessful.
The second time, it wasn't hot enough, just a little bit.
The third time, amid his unremitting attempts and the roar of the reactor that sounded like a sigh, he opened his eyes.
Where is this?
It was unusually dark here. He blinked. The sensor did not detect any light wave signal at all at first.
But at least the other sensors are still working.
The feeling coming from the sensors at the end of his limbs as he gradually regained consciousness told him that this place should still be on the surface of a certain planet, because this obviously directional and relatively normal gravity field showed that he was not suspended in the void.
His feet also stepped on some solid hard surfaces, flat, without shaking, solid, rocky texture.
He tried running more of the sensor system, okay, there was still some air here, although the quality was bad - pretty bad, oh, and there was moderate intensity radiation, which was causing serious interference. Without the scanning of sensors, the environment in this place can no longer be expected to contain any unprotected ordinary humans, he thought. But why are there so many metal components used by humans?
The subsequent working feedback of the other sensors allowed him to "taste" the taste of ceramite, steel, alloys, engine oil, promethium and other inorganic substances with concentrations thousands of times higher than that of the Iron Blood...and, There was a certain smell and feeling of death that made him extremely disgusted. It was very faint, but it was definitely there.
This made him frown.
The readings of the reactor continued to rise slowly and steadily, filling up the energy slots of each of his servo and power joints that had been exhausted at some point. The energy levels of all systems had bottomed out and were in urgent need of replenishment, including his. Shields and weapons systems are offline.
Looking at it this way, luckily he woke up in time, thanks to the highly self-sustaining nature of the upgraded life support system, which seemed to have saved his life in the end.
A large amount of high-heat gas ejected from the exhaust port melted the frost covering his body, and chunks of frost fell down and hit the ground, turning into debris and ice water.
Strange, how come he doesn’t remember what he did to deplete all his energy and reserves?
He pulled up the records and looked at the most recent system log projected in front of him.
There have been no mission logs for any new actions recently, and there has never been a need for such an action.
And for him, a handy weapon is enough. After all, he is——
Suddenly, something cold, terrifying, violent, and deep into his heart The tentacle-like sting of the indescribable thing poking into the banded gyrus and basal ganglia of the brain made even him unable to help but curl up -
The pendant shook, his eyes moved again, and the metal feathers Shaking, the gray black ice also fell down.
The stinging pain that caused consciousness to disappear began to fade, and he began to regain the initiative in thinking. He found that he could think again.
In view of the strange sting just now, he was highly alert to the movements around him and did not make any rash moves. Instead, he patiently waited for his shield and weapon system to come back online. Finally, the energy tank turned green, and these two systems were in his It was brought back online with the highest priority upon request. He tried to lift one foot, and the heavy steel fell to the ground, stirring up a layer of smoke filled with fine radioactive dust.
At the same time, he noticed the different weight distribution on one shoulder. He turned his head with difficulty and met a pair of metallic mechanical eyes.
The golden mechanical Garuda was staring at him.
I found that he turned his head to look at it. The big metal bird spread its broad wings, opened its sharp beak, and made a silent chirp, which seemed to express some - well, the joy of seeing him wake up. ?
He thought for a moment where the familiarity of this thing came from.
Finally, he pulled out a figure wearing white power armor and a golden eagle-shaped iron halo located on the back of his head from countless memories. It seems that this is not an iron halo, but a mechanical pet. bird?
As his brain gradually regained its temperature, he remembered more unbelievable scenes and scenes of life and conversation on the Iron-Blooded Ship, which were not in line with his previous knowledge. After all, the appearance of this mechanical bird made him At least he could be sure that those were not his depraved fantasies or crazy dreams in this endless tomb-like silence and darkness.
"Well, bad news, not a companion, good news, you're from the same place as me... a moving thing."
He muttered to himself Dao, and at the same time was surprised by the breadth and height of the echo of the sound wave of his ordinary speaking voice captured by the sensor and spreading in this place.
Garuda gave a small chirp in response.
"It's so good that you can still respond to me on your own. Very good, then just stand here."
The bird's sharp metal claws grabbed it tightly The armored edge on the back of his helmet.
"Perhaps you can stand in a different place, you smart bird."
But the other party obviously did not intend to change places obediently, and simply put away his legs and squatted directly on top of him. , if this situation is seen by some ancient Terra coffee lovers, they will definitely say that the current situation of their combination is very much like a blue cat with a gray belly and white paws holding a chicken.
"Okay. Let's see what's going on here. I have an extremely bad feeling, and it's getting stronger and stronger."
Can't scan any light or life signal , but the fuzzy scanning results told him that there were obviously many large metal statues around him. Such a strange situation made him finally choose to turn on the shield generator first, and then turn on his searchlight.
The moment the light illuminated this large, silent tomb-like cave, he and Garuda both hissed.
Under the bright searchlight beam, everything here is——
In an entire cave hall that is obviously artificially excavated——the end of the extended light beam still cannot see the bottom—— Places—all of them—
Rows of silent, pure black Terminators of various models bearing the familiar yet unfamiliar legion emblems and heavy weapons of abnormally large size - yes, Terminators that were too huge to be right, not Terminators. Power armor, and also Dauntless! But he was absolutely certain that there was no life signal in this place until just now!
And these seemingly normal things made him feel very abnormal! Garuda flapped its wings and let out a series of uneasy chirps.
So what the hell is this place? ! What happened to the Hand of Steel here? !
Fulgrim Ishtar finally couldn't help but cursed when he saw such a terrifying and strange sight in front of him.
Gua.
Heehee-——————
(End of this chapter)