Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

In the following period, various positions on the defense line continued to receive weapons and equipment. Duncan and Albert also received power armor that was enough to arm everyone.

But power armor and other weapons and equipment are still being sent in a steady stream.

Outside the fortress, Albert sat on a piece of metal and silently watched the logistics machinery searching for materials on the position.

The materials they searched were old weapons and equipment that had been replaced by soldiers.

Those black spherical creations floated in front of the weapons and equipment. After a scan was performed to confirm that they were not weapons and equipment improved or independently manufactured by Qin Mo, a beam of light was projected to disintegrate the weapons and equipment.

The weapons and equipment on the ground were gradually disappearing, and Albert couldn't see where the decomposed things went. He speculated that they might have entered the bellies of these black balls.

Because these black balls gathered immediately, lined up in a long line, and projected a beam of light at the empty ground, and then a brand-new weapon and equipment was gradually born in the beam.

"Creation printing technology." Albert murmured, observed, and analyzed. He tried to determine through guesswork how the material was decomposed, and how the decomposed material was reorganized by the beam projected into reality.

But it is impossible to guess, because there is no basis for even guessing. The process of logistical mechanical decomposition and manufacturing seems so abstract, like witchcraft and magic.

"Are you sitting here in a daze again?"

The voice of his friend came from behind, and Albert turned around and saw Duncan.

"This place is two hundred meters away from the fortress. Rebels may appear nearby at any time. It is dangerous for you to stay here often." Duncan sat next to Albert and reminded him with a frown.

Albert raised his head and looked up at the sky. He could only see the endless darkness and the huge twisting pipes. He said: "If the rebels appear, I will fight them until I emerge from this gloomy place." Liberation in the dark cesspit.”

Duncan was silent.

He knew that his friend had always had a slight self-destructive tendency, and this self-destructive tendency became more serious in the desperate situation, but was suppressed by the responsibility of the regiment leader to the soldiers under his command.

Now no one on the defense line is as eager for Qin Mo to launch a counterattack as Albert, because he can justifiably die at the beginning of the counterattack.

"While you were in a daze, I used the communicator to contact the 47th Regiment." Duncan changed the subject.

Albert's deep and numb pupils became lively and he immediately asked: "Has the counterattack begun?"

"No, it's us survivors who need to expand our organization." Duncan then relayed what he heard from the communicator.

The number of existing regiments will be expanded to 10,000, and each regiment must have 10,000 combatable soldiers.

In addition, all our regiments will be reorganized into one legion, and the commander of the legion will naturally be Qin Mo.

Duncan then reminded Albert that he had previously called Qin Mo by his first name because he did not have a military rank yet, but now that he has proclaimed himself the commander of the legion and has been recognized by everyone, he must call him by his military rank.

Albert was confused when he heard this decision: "Weapons and equipment can be easily manufactured, but how can people make them? Our two regiments together have less than 10,000 people. Where can we find sources of troops?"

Just when Duncan was about to reply, Albert suddenly remembered that there were more than 300,000 people in Cato City: "I know, they must be going to Cato to recruit troops, right?"

"Yes." Duncan nodded, "I just learned that the new city construction plan on Cato's side is being formulated. After learning about the new Cato construction plan, the civilians decided to take action and repay the legion commander. They have been recruited and About to go to various positions.”

"That's it." Albert nodded thoughtfully.

He has never been to Cato nor participated in the battle to defend Cato, but the civilians in the bottom nest definitely have fighting capabilities. They have food and weapons and equipment, but it is not easy to gain their loyalty, but as long as Gaining their loyalty is equivalent to having an army that provides its own dry food.

"Great." Albert looked into the distance, "I have a hunch that all of this is preparing for the counterattack. After months of preparation, we are finally going to start the counterattack!"

"Yes." Duncan thought so too.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, just staring at the metal wilderness ahead.

Until Albert suddenly looked back at the logistics machine, pointed at it and said: "If I am turned into ashes by that thing, can you tell Qin...the legion commander and ask him to throw my ashes into the nest?" Go out into the world.”

"But we are in the bottom nest, what can he do..."

"He can create magic and use various advanced technologies. Can't he make a slingshot to eject my ashes?"

"Okay. If you die fighting, I will."

Duncan agreed to his friend's request.

…

late at night.

Duncan, who was sleeping soundly, was shaken awake. He looked blankly at the two soldiers in front of the bed.

One soldier was his guard, the other was Albert's guard.

"Do you know where our leader is?" Albert's guard asked.

Duncan rubbed his face to wake himself up, and then asked, "I remember that Albert was still in a daze outside the fortress during dinner. Didn't you go find him?"

"I went, but couldn't find it. All of our group wore power armor and searched within 500 meters of the fortress, but couldn't find a single shadow." The guard replied tremblingly.

Duncan came to his senses instantly, quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the room, heading straight to the weapons warehouse where the power armor was stored.

Seeing that he was so nervous, Albert's guard also guessed the approximate result, but he couldn't believe it: "You don't think that our regiment leader was kidnapped by the enemy, do you?"

"Of course not. The fortress's shooting position is always manned. If the rebels appear nearby, they will definitely be seen." Duncan said as he walked.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief, but Duncan's next words made him even more worried.

"Albert should have left the position on his own."

"As for the reason...there are psykers on the rebel side. It is not surprising that anything happens within the range that is not covered by the psionic suppressor in the fortress."

"I've warned that bastard a long time ago not to go to secluded places to daze, damn..."

With that said, Duncan walked into the weapons warehouse, came to the bracket hanging the power armor, and began to put on the power armor by himself.

"I'll go look for it with you," the guard said.

"Are you a scout?" Duncan asked, "You're just dragging me down by coming with me."

After putting on the power armor, Duncan immediately walked out of the weapons depot and rushed out of the fortress alone, releasing bio-scanning while moving forward in the shadows.

The radius of the biological scan is five hundred meters. After the scan is completed, only a large number of dense red dots can be seen in the fortress.

Duncan continued to move forward, changing direction from time to time and running to another place, scanning continuously during this period.