Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 125

  Chapter 125 The Last Era: Railway Guerrillas

  Motorcycles galloped across the sand, followed by the second, third and fourth motorcycles, one after another, speeding forward and backward on the desert, and the driver clumsily turned the rudder to keep driving.

The tribal warrior in the passenger seat stood up with his gun on his back. A motorcycle beside him had already driven to a parallel position. Hafas waved his arms and shouted for him to jump over. He did so, and then failed and fell. Rolled several times on the sand.

Hafas cursed and punched the hood of the car, and then yelled to stop the motorcycle team. Vito couldn't help laughing watching their training. How they jumped to help, and how to drive the motorcycle and other important details.

Although it took a long time for Vito to teach Halfas, and his embarrassment was also very eye-catching, but obviously, Halfas didn't want to mention his previous failure, but taught the rest as a successful winner. People, so Vito did not go to dismantle his platform.

  Vito turned around and began to repair his own motorcycle. The scarlet motorcycle had already obtained all the necessary parts. I have to say that although the Predator's motorcycle itself is also a hodgepodge, there are quite a lot of things that can be used.

Vito handed five of the six motorcycles to Haphas for training, trying to drive without overturning, jumping on the side and not falling to the ground, but it seems that it will take a while for them to understand the essence of the railway guerrilla .

What? Vito? Oh no my friend, he doesn't need to practice. Vito has been robbing trains since the western pioneering era. At that time, he was still riding a horse to jump the train. Later, he performed the same thing in the Soviet-Russian Civil War and the Eastern War of Resistance Against Japan. Proficient in drama.

Later, there was a movie with the same name "Railway Guerrilla" describing their work. Although Vito did not appear in that movie, after all, he was just a special commissioner who helped temporarily, not a real guerrilla member. It is indeed very abrupt for him to appear among the oriental people.

  Vito continued to repair motorcycles. He obtained materials from motorcycles that had been dismantled into parts by himself, and then installed them on his own car. Some of them needed to be polished, but generally speaking, everything went smoothly.

   But it was not so smooth on the sandbar outside the camp ahead. Halfas' convoy failed again. A motorcycle skidded and rolled over and the driver on it was thrown out.

  Vito watched them laughing unintentionally, and then a voice interrupted his laughter, he looked at Sara who stood beside him and watched the "tragedy" over there

  Halfas jumped out of the car to pick up the man, yelled and kicked him to help him up, and then continued to practice.

   "Aren't you going to train them?" Sara asked. Vito sat on the ground with his chin resting on the motorcycle seat and smiled. "Halfas wants to train them by himself. I don't intend to steal his job."

   Sarah sighed, she knew what Vito meant.

Halfas didn't like Vito, and thought he was here to grab his limelight and status in the clan, so he had to compete with Vito in various aspects, and the latter also took care of his emotions very politely, making him think You win, and then do what you have to do.

  Sara watched the motorcycle team drive from one side to the other and come back. There were many onlookers on the side of the training ground, especially the children who were very excited.

  They looked at the speeding motorcycle curiously, especially her little brother obviously wanted to ride it by himself. Of course, he couldn't do it, and it was very difficult for him to grab the rudder at his height.

  Haffas raised his spear with one hand while riding a bike, he shouted like a nomadic knight, the crescent shotgun in his hand shone coldly in the sun.

  Vito hit the trachea against the interface of the engine, and Vito started to get busy with various jingling sounds one after another. Sarah looked down at Vito and smiled shyly, then curled her hair with her fingers.

   "Are you really going to kill 'Oberon' with this?"

"Honey, I've done crazier things when I robbed trains," Vito said, tapping a protruding part, and he corrected it with very austere violence. "The first time I robbed a train was in the West, and A guy named Van der Linde, although I don't like the guy who's full of ideas and lies."

   "But I like Arthur among them very much. He is a good man. Although he never admits it himself, he is a very good man, but he was born in the wrong time and place."

   Vito said Arthur sighed with regret, he raised his eyes and watched the parts of the motorcycle start to turn the bolts, "He died at the hands of his own traitors"

  Sara looked at Vito and didn't know what to say for a while, but Vito smiled brightly at her, dispelling all the haze, and Sarah subconsciously laughed.

   "Okay my sweet girl, give me that wrench, the little one." "This?" "That's right, my sweet girl."

  Vito ended up with a wrench on the engine jet equipment, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Go and watch them, lest Haphas will kill someone first in anger."

  Sara burst out laughing, and then walked towards the training ground. Vito watched Sarah's back from the side of the motorcycle. Of course, Vito's attention was focused on her swinging buttocks.

"Sir, please be serious." Helen appeared on the CD on the motorcycle seat cushion, she looked at Vito with a cold face, and the latter smiled jokingly and turned the wrench in his hand, "What's the matter? If you risk your life, you can't let me play?"

"There is a huge fallacy in what you said, whether you are desperate or not, sir." Helen said coldly, he watched Vito start to check the air pressure of the wheels, he squeezed the hard tires while laughing, it seemed The air pressure and structure are all normal.

   "Okay, have you figured out the origin of "Oberon"?" Vito asked as he twisted the screw. He reached out and took out a silver-plated screw from the box on the ground and installed it.

  Helen nodded slightly and looked towards the training field. This time, the gang jump failed again, and both the rider and the springboard attacker fell "dusty"

   "That train was modified from an armored train during the Civil War on Earth, the Sphinx armed train. This kind of train was commonly used in deserts and Gobi at that time, so it is not difficult to get it."

   "Its jet engine is not the original one, but the end of the storm-class cruise missile is disassembled, and the barbaric result is obtained after a poor modification."

   "They remind me of green skins, and those guys often do this kind of magical operation, but I'm curious that the local "green skins" don't have waggggeh energy, why didn't they explode?"

   "Luck." "Luck?"

  Vito raised his head and looked at Helen with a bewildered expression. It was really hard for him to believe that since Helen could use the word "luck", didn't she always like various algorithms and calculations?

  Looking at Vito Helen who looked like a ghost, he sighed. That emotional expression and movement is very rare for artificial intelligence, or I have never seen it at all.

   "We haven't and never analyzed the green skin's waggggeh energy principle. This kind of concept is beyond the scope of my algorithm and science. Sir, I think the word "luck" is more appropriate."

  Vito laughed jokingly and put his arms around his arms, "I remember when we went to negotiate with the Eldar Empire, you insisted that the technology of the Eldar was science, not magic, but you couldn't analyze it yourself."

   "Yes, sir, although those things are magic in your eyes, the principles are still well-founded, normative and principled, so yes, that is science, just science that we cannot understand."

  "When science develops to its peak, its presentation form is magic. For example, if you show me to the tribal people, then I will be a "deng god" or an "elf."

   "Fuck, that's a good name! I'll call you Elf from now on." "Please don't call me that, sir."

  Vito smiled and looked at Helen in front of him. To be honest, Helen's thoughts in her head are very interesting. Although she is always expressionless, it is very interesting for Vito to imagine what is going on in her head every time.

  Of course not referring to the pile of 01 binary codes, but the real thought.

   Ironically, the omnic rebellion is because the artificial intelligences have sensibility and emotions, and they start to think like humans, so they rebelled, just like human slaves will overthrow their masters.

But Helen is the most human-like among them. She possesses all human emotions, and she is completely different from the extreme way of thinking produced by the paranoid program of artificial intelligence. Human women are just as difficult to deal with.

   Especially when she's angry, honestly, if it's an ordinary woman, it's easy to coax, but if it's a knowledgeable woman with a very flexible mind, then your sweet words won't work.

  In particular, the concept of being knowledgeable means possessing the crystallization of the wisdom of all human beings.

   "Okay, I understand my dear." Vito raised his hands in surrender, and Helen held his forehead speechlessly, "Sir, I'm not your horse." "Okay."

  Vito smiled and installed all the screws, Helen looked away and disappeared, Vito raised his head and looked at the person who was coming, it was the chief.

  The old chief walked up to Vito with his staff in hand. He looked at the young people on the training ground,

  The motorcycle was galloping on the desert, and Halfas drove the motorcycle close to the car of the jumper. He waved his arms and shouted.

  The man stood up but didn't rush to jump, he squatted down to adjust his posture on the bumpy motorcycle, he jumped over and succeeded.

  He jumped onto the motorcycle of Hafas, the dancers raised their arms and cheered, all the drivers also cheered and drove the surrounding people, the children laughed and waved their short wooden sticks.

The patriarch's youngest son was yelling and waving a stick beside Sarah. His sister looked at him and smiled softly. Sarah looked at Haphas and nodded affirmatively. The eldest son also looked up proudly. Vito's direction.

  Vito stood up and looked at them, and the chief also looked at the young people below side by side with Vito.

"Everything is ready."

  (end of this chapter)

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