Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"I feel relieved with your words." Qin Mo nodded with great satisfaction, and then prepared to take Gray and others to other positions.

"Please wait." A soldier suddenly stood up and called Qin Mo.

Qin Mo slowly turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"It's useful for us to hold on here, right?" the soldier asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present looked at Qin Mo, waiting for his answer.

This is a question that most people want to ask but don't dare to ask, and now a stupid young man asks it.

After all, the offensive plan has been completely ruined, and the reason why the soldiers on the still existing positions are still holding on is not because they are brave and loyal, but because they have no other way to go.

"Of course it is useful." Qin Mo nodded, "Because if you stick to the position for a while, I will have more time to check the situation in other positions, and then I will integrate all the soldiers who are still alive, and we will Let’s clean up the rebels in the bottom nest together, and then walk out of the bottom nest with victory.”

This plan seemed feasible at first glance, but what Qin Mo said later was too optimistic. No one present believed that everyone could really get out of the nest.

But this is the same reason why they still stand their ground, there is no other way to go, this is the only life-saving straw.

"Why did we end up in this situation..."

"Emperor, please tell me."

"Who made the attack plan? Are we involved in the conspiracy of the nobles in the Upper Nest and Spire area?"

Some soldiers began to complain.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the officers immediately prepared to draw their guns and execute some people, but when they were about to take out their guns, they were stopped by Qin Mo.

Qin Mo just watched the soldiers wailing and crying coldly. He knew that the psychological endurance of carbon-based life was limited. These people were almost on the verge of collapse. Forcibly suppressing them would only be counterproductive.

They did not object to continuing to hold on, but only complained that the attack plan should not have been carried out, and angrily criticized the stupidity of some people in the hive. These people were just venting.

After the soldiers' complaints gradually subsided, Qin Mo said: "Are you done with howling? Then go to the fortress to defend. Even if the chance that we can break out of the nest and beat up the governor is less than one thousandth, but we Gotta try it."

Hearing this, the soldiers stood up tiredly and walked towards the fortress.

Everyone seems desperate but they really don't want to wait to die, and the hope of surviving and settling their scores becomes their source of strength.

The officers glanced at Qin Mo gratefully and then walked towards the fortress.

Qin Mo led Gray and others towards the next target position.

…

late at night.

The 47th Regiment is located due west of the fortress, fifty kilometers away.

In an abandoned building, a group of people rested in a relatively intact bungalow.

Qin Mo didn't take a break and was using flames to recharge the battery, and Gray didn't take a break either. He released his drone to look for nearby positions.

"Are you sure the military map shows there are positions here?"

"if not?"

"I didn't scan anything."

Gray looked puzzled. He had used the drone's life scanning function to scan many times, and every time he scanned, he changed places but could not find the position marked on the map.

The bottom nest is dark both day and night, so I don’t know when I can find it by using the drone’s camera.

"Can't you scan?" Qin Mo stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked at Gray, "Then switch to thermal imaging."

"How to switch?"

"Switch with your mouth. I designed a separate radio device for the power armor just so that people like you can operate it without any problems."

"Okay, okay, okay. Thermal imaging mode."

After controlling the drone in thermal imaging mode and flying around, Gray found the location of the position.

This area was a gathering area for the Undernest gangs and fanatics before the war, and that position was located in the center of the gathering area.

"As expected of four regiments stationed there." From Gray's perspective, he could see a large number of people moving on the position. These people were not fighting the rebels, but were building fortifications.

"Let's go." Qin Mo stood up and walked towards the position of the camp.

"Aren't you going to call them?" Gray asked.

Qin Mo didn't answer, but just walked forward. Gray glanced at his comrades who were resting, and then at the sentinel drone that was on sentry duty. After making sure that they were not in danger, Gray left with Qin Mo.

Anyway, there was no fighting at that position. It was just a matter of running over to meet him, watch Qin Mo perform the magic of creation, and then do whatever he had to do.

In Gray's expectation, this would be the easiest mission.

…

The position is located in a square surrounded by high-rise buildings. It was previously a black market used by gangs in the Underhive to trade smuggled goods, but now there are only Planetary Defense Force soldiers stationed here.

Everyone silently consolidated their position, until two flames appeared in the dark sky, they raised their heads and looked upward.

Bang bang——

Qin Mo and Gray landed at the same time.

When they saw two people wearing power armor, the people on the battlefield stopped looking around and continued to do what they were supposed to do.

There were even civilians on the ground.

These civilians cannot fight, but they are helping the Planetary Defense Force build fortifications or helping to move heavy weapons.

There are only a small number of logging guns among these heavy weapons, and most of them are energy weapons.

"Look..." Gray tugged on Qin Mo's arm and motioned for him to look to the left.

Two soldiers, one holding a bowl and the other holding water, were taking care of civilians who had lost their legs.

Orderly and orderly, this was Qin Mo and Gray's impression of this position.

"So many people, so many weapons...it seems your plan can definitely come true!" Gray said excitedly.

"Yeah." Qin Mo nodded.

Gray was suddenly surprised by his indifference: "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Mo didn't answer. He didn't even know what was wrong with him, he just felt an unexplained discomfort.

Physical discomfort.

It's like a mysophobic person entering a public dry toilet.

Qin Mo couldn't explain the reason himself, it was just that he felt inexplicably disgusting and disgusted.

"I want to build a napalm bomb that covers a large area." Qin Mo gritted his teeth, "Blow up this cesspit."

Hearing these words full of unreasonable hatred, Gray suddenly thought about the psyker losing control: "Are you psionic..."

"I'm not a psychic!" Qin Mo retorted angrily.

"Okay, I think this is pretty good anyway." Gray took a step forward and walked slowly forward.

Directly in front, a female officer was running towards the two of them. She stopped and glanced at Qin Mo and Gray in surprise. Her tone was filled with irrepressible excitement: "You, are you the Marshal's guard?"

"No, we are just ordinary soldiers, not the marshal's guards." Gray confessed.

"I thought it was the Marshal's Guard who came, and I thought all of us were saved..." The female officer had obvious disappointment on her face, "Are you here to seek asylum? Anyway, we are short of manpower now, so you are welcome. join in."

Gray turned his head and looked at Qin Mo, waiting for him to explain.

But Qin Mo didn't respond. He lowered his head and the power armor on his body was trembling.

"What's wrong with you?" Gray quickly stepped forward to help Qin Mo.

Qin Mo slowly raised his head, and then Gray discovered that his faceplate had been burned red, and large and small holes were quickly burned out on the surface, and blazing flames were spurting out along the holes.

Gray was horrified, and instantly realized that Qin Mo was using his ability. He would immediately release flames, burning the people here just like he burned the enemies to ashes in every previous battle.

"This place... has fallen..." When Qin Mo opened his mouth to speak, flames would spurt out from his mouth, "She... she is... she is the psyker of the rebels!"