Soldier scrambled to their boots, their ears ringing and the world teetering in a blurred swirl. They staggered over to half-buried whumpee. In horror they could do nothing but watch their friend's figure spaz and convulse, twitching so sporadically it almost had them convinced that maybe whumpee wasn't human.
Soldier dropped to their knees, and pulled on whumpee's clothes, turning them over.
Whumpee's blank face was broken like torn cloth, revealing the metallic interior.
Just finished a new work , a humanoid mecha design practice ,inspired by tank elements, It's my first time to design mechanics, hope could get more progress in the future!!
Professionally, I should advise you that dying is not advised since replacing your military-grade adamantium body and reuploading your consciousness is expensive.
Personally, I get really horny at the idea of you dying per my order~
I shouldn't have to tell you but don't you ever let high command hear I said that~