Chapter 5 Catachan Sabre:

  In the basement of the Night Harvester's apartment,

  the pounding and roaring of electric drills continued.

  Even though it was the weekend,

  Rorschach chose to get up early and continue finishing the safe house.

  However, every time he worked for a while, he had to open the simulator interface. He

  checked the cooldown time again.

  Time passed, and it was not until the safe house was almost cleaned up that

  the simulator's cooldown time slowly ended and reached the end.

  Rorschach rubbed his hands impatiently and immediately started a new simulation.

  [Simulation starting——]

  [Current identity: Catachan recruit]

  [Do you want to descend as this?]

  [If you refuse, the simulator will choose to descend randomly.]

  The simulator actually has a new mode?

  Rorschach licked his lips and blinked his eyes.

  He thought about it and chose to conduct this simulation as a recruit.

  [You descended into the Warhammer universe]

  [Time: 762.M41]

  [Location: Unknown]

  [You became a Catachan recruit, and you are still immature, eager to offer your loyalty to the Emperor. ]

  [You were temporarily recruited by the Empire and became a member of a Catachan regiment. ]

  [You set foot on the surface of the planet, and you were appreciated by Colonel Iron Eyes for your shrewdness and ability. ]

  [You were assigned to a veteran patrol team, and you will be responsible for reconnaissance and assault missions behind enemy lines with four Catachan veterans. ]

  [You were given the basic equipment of Catachan recruits, a laser gun and four fragmentation grenades. ]

  [You tried to ask the Catachan veterans for battlefield survival skills. The veterans sneered at this, but still taught you battlefield knowledge, and you seemed to have successfully integrated into the team. ]

  [On the first day, you conducted your first patrol under the leadership of the Catachan veterans, and you gradually became familiar with the geographical environment of this planet. ]

  [This is a desolate and lonely death planet, with extremely poor visibility. Only at a short distance can you distinguish between enemies and friends. The patrol team will face greater dangerous challenges at any time. ]

  [On the second day, you and the veterans received an order from Colonel Iron Eyes. You will go to an unknown location to conduct intelligence reconnaissance for the Empire's offensive plan. ]

  [You have been given the authority to equip more weapons. ]

  [You have not forgotten the veterans' teachings. You only chose a laser gun and ten fragmentation grenades, as well as the traditional clothing of the Catachans, a red headscarf. ]

  [You have won the praise of the veterans and gradually adapted to everything here. ]

  [On the third day, you followed the veterans into the unfamiliar area, taking every step carefully, fearing to alarm the unknown enemy... Tonight is safe and sound, and you have survived. ]

  [On the fourth day, you and the veterans ran into the reconnaissance scouts of the alien civilization. They were a group of green-skinned orcs wearing blue iron armor and holding tattered guns! ] [

  The Catachan veterans were accustomed to it and chose to launch a sneak attack before the greenskins could react. You and the veterans wiped out all the greenskinned orcs. ]

  [You survived, unscathed, and cleaned up the battlefield with the veterans. ]

  [A Catachan veteran who was familiar with the alien race accidentally discovered that the greenskins in front of him seemed to be from the Deathskull Clan. ]

  [This is a cunning greenskin clan that is good at picking up scraps and creating war machines. ]

  [For you who are responsible for the reconnaissance mission, this is not good news worth celebrating. ]

  [The greenskins on this planet may have the terrifying ability to manufacture heavy weapons and equipment. ]

  [On the fifth day, you encountered more greenskins, and they came at you crazily. ]

  [You found that the blue armor of these greenskins was more delicate, and the weapons they used were also powerful... A brave Catachan veteran was besieged by countless greenskin orcs and died. ]

  [Before you had time to mourn, one of your arms was bitten off by an orc boy. You endured the excruciating pain and smashed its big head with a fragmentation grenade. ]

  [You lost too much blood and fell into a weak state. ]

  [On the sixth day, your team seems to have entered the hinterland of the greenskin-controlled area. More greenskins attack and launch WAAAGH! to stop your progress. ]

  [An unfortunately seriously injured Catachan veteran chooses to be the last one to leave, and fights a bloody path for the entire patrol. ]

  [After several fierce battles, your injuries have not worsened, but gradually improved. The remaining two Catachan veterans agree that this is the blessing from the Emperor, and you agree with them. ]

  [On the seventh day, you and two veterans passed through the territory of the Deathskull Clan. In a place called 'Widow Valley', you actually found a 'Ancient Giant Garbage' factory of the Deathskull Clan! ]

  [This is a mobile fortress and combat mecha belonging to the greenskin orcs. ]

  [You and the Catachan veterans agree that the greenskin orcs should not be given time to grow in strength. ]

  [You sent out a coordinate signal and risked launching a suicidal sneak attack at the same time, trying to destroy the entire factory. ]

  [The three of you gradually fell into the heavy encirclement of the green beast tide. A Catachan veteran was unfortunately sacrificed again. The sneak attack failed and the mission was terminated. ]

  [You choose to live and die with the only surviving Catachan veteran. ]

  [The two of you pulled the safety devices of all the fragmentation grenades together, shouted "For the Emperor", and rushed into the encirclement of the green orcs. ]

  [Your body was torn into pieces under the cover of flames and shock waves. ]

  [You died. ]

  [This simulation ends, it took seven days. ]

  [This simulation has been retained. ]

  [1. Fragmentation grenades (10 pieces)]

  [2. Catachan saber·Night Reaper (finely crafted)]

  [3. Catachan veteran's red headscarf (brand new)]

  [This simulation time has exceeded 24 hours, and the simulator loss has not been exempted. ]

  [Cooling time: 7 hours. ]

  [Please invest resources to reduce the cooling time (currently no resources are held)]

  The eyes quickly skipped the reward options of the simulator.

  Rorschach's eyes suddenly lit up.

  Although the rewards still did not include the Imperial firearms he had been thinking about.

  But a finely crafted Catachan saber was undoubtedly a more precious trophy.

  Rorschach chose the second option directly.

  Instantly, with the sudden weight in his palm,

  a giant saber as long as an adult's forearm appeared in front of Rorschach.

  Compared with ordinary Catachan tusks, the overall shape of the Night Reaper is narrower and longer.

  The blade adopts a triangular blade design.

  It is very suitable for bleeding and cutting the throat, adding a difficult-to-heal wound to the flesh tissue.

  At the same time, the entire blade of the saber is sprayed with matte black paint.

  Avoiding light reflection, it is also more suitable for stealth assassination operations.

  Rorschach held the finely crafted Night Reaper tightly and played with it repeatedly.

  The smile on his mouth never dissipated completely.

  "Sweet, your smile is sweet--"

  At this moment, a familiar music ringtone sounded in Rorschach's pocket.

  He subconsciously answered the phone.

  However, after just listening to a few words, a surge of anger suddenly surged in Rorschach's chest, turning the world upside down!

  (End of this chapter)