Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"what should we do?"

"I'm a prisoner! I didn't get a gun before!"

"What else can we do, just defend!"

"I don't have a gun! I don't have a gun! I don't have a gun!"

"I'm going to operate the logging gun, with my laser rifle!"

Some prisoners are still alive. They only have tools like shovels and hammers in their hands. These are smart people. They at least know that they should find the soldiers around them and then fight side by side with them. This is the reason why they survive.

The fixed logging gun in the bunker spit out tongues of flame half a meter long, and lasers shot out from the shooting holes.

The existence of these people has greatly relieved Qin Mo's pressure. Now he does not need to clean up the enemy's infantry. He only needs to keep an eye on the rebel infantry who are carrying bombs, and then pay attention to whether there are any armored vehicles such as tanks. That’s it.

But there were too many rebels, and sooner or later they would all rush to the bunker, so Qin Mo realized that he had to prepare for close combat.

He scans the battlefield as he attacks his enemies.

Kalon didn't know when he died, his scepter stuck in the ground.

Among the corpses stood a chainsword.

Qin Mo immediately stretched out his hand.

The two weapons levitated, flew into the bunker and landed on the ground.

This is telekinesis, Qin Mo's third ability besides releasing flames and lightning.

Qin Mo not only cared about himself but also others. He used telepathy to control the weapons and equipment scattered on the battlefield, found bulletproof armor, pulled it to the bunker and distributed it to others.

The armor used by the Planetary Defense Force is not as high quality as that used by the Astra Militarum, but it is still bulletproof, but it will shatter after a few shots.

In addition to bulletproof armor, Qin Mo also took bayonets and more laser rifles. These laser rifles are sub-models of the M35 rifle and can be equipped with longer bayonets.

Just as Qin Mo was focusing on fighting and preparing for the battle, the sound of artillery firing came from a distance.

"It's over." The soldiers who were fighting fiercely raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Everyone was huddled in the uncapped bunker. If the shells fell, they would be killed in one fell swoop.

"Focus on fighting!" Qin Mo stopped everything he was doing, raised his head and looked at the sky while forcing himself to stay focused.

The cannonballs were already flying, and Qin Mo could sense all the cannonballs. He even knew that there were twenty of them in total.

These shells are not a whole. For Qin Mo, it is a bit troublesome for him to use his last ability.

After trying it out, Qin Mo turned his attention from the shells to the air.

The shells had fallen, but they did not break the air in front of them, but exploded in the air as if they hit the ground.

Qin Mo distorted the physical laws of part of the air, making it temporarily as hard as metal. This was his last ability besides releasing lightning, fire and telekinesis.

Qin Mo, as well as the soldiers and prisoners who were not killed, are about to face another test.

The rebel soldiers lost a large number of personnel in the shooting. They planned to use a charge to completely overwhelm the stubborn enemy, so they added bayonets to the laser rifles in their hands.

"How much ammunition are left?" Qin Mo asked the others.

"The report is gone."

Upon hearing this reply, Qin Mo remained silent and opened his hands.

The chain sword lying on the ground floated, the hilt fell on Qin Mo's right hand, and the scepter was held by his left hand.

The soldier who was still alive picked up his laser rifle in silence and attached his bayonet.

Prisoners who had not learned to use bayonets picked up tools such as hammers and shovels.

Before the hand-to-hand combat started, Qin Mo looked at the enemies coming towards him and wanted to say something exciting to boost his morale, but he was not good at speaking and after much deliberation he couldn't think of anything to say.

At this time, this situation did not require any inspiring words. Qin Mo knew that the people fighting alongside him only needed a slogan.

"It's my honor to fight alongside you." Qin Mo pressed the button on the hilt of the sword, and the saw teeth of the chain sword roared and spun, "For the Emperor!"

"For the Emperor!"

Everyone roared and rushed out of the bunker.

A prisoner ran at the front with a shovel held high, and soon disappeared among the rebel soldiers.

Qin Mo didn't care about the others, ran hard and jumped, landing in the center of the rebels.

The right hand swings the chain sword to chop the enemy, and the left hand raises the scepter high and hits the ground hard.

The endless sea of ​​​​fire spread to clear an area in all directions. This empty area was quickly filled by the incoming rebel soldiers, and then they immediately hit the lightning that spread out.

"Kill him with a bomb!"

"For the Savior!"

Hearing the shout, Qin Mo turned around and pointed his scepter in the direction of the shout. A bolt of lightning shot out from the double-headed eagle symbol, piercing all the enemies carrying bombs and those behind them.

This feeling of using a power far beyond that of ordinary people to defeat one against a hundred made Qin Mo very excited. He did not notice that the scepter did not increase his ability, but only played a similar role in extending his arms.

"Bombard them!"

After turning around and killing an enemy, Qin Mo suddenly heard someone roaring.

"But our compatriots..."

"Bombard them!"

Qin Mo immediately became anxious. At this time, he could not concentrate on modifying the laws of physics, which meant that the bombardment would inevitably fall on the surrounding areas.

But just when he was worried, a flash of light appeared in the distance, followed by the roar of an explosion.

I don't know which place occupied by the rebels was bombed. Anyway, that place is extremely important to them, because they are all running towards the place where the explosion occurred.

Even if Qin Mo slashed an enemy on the head with his chain sword, the enemy was still moving towards the location of the explosion before he completely lost consciousness.

The battle ended when the rebels disappeared without a trace.

"Fuck..." Qin Mo sat on the ground and gasped, looking around for anyone still alive.

Those who survived were walking towards Qin Mo tiredly and sitting next to him.

There were about two hundred people alive when they entered the bunker, but now there are less than twenty.

"Gray." A young soldier stepped forward and saluted Qin Mo as an eagle, "What should we do next?"

"You ask me?" Qin Mo was a little surprised.

After all, he was just a prisoner, a psychic prisoner, and these soldiers never listened to his arrangements.

After hearing Qin Mo's doubts, Gray and the other people who were still alive were also confused. Only then did they realize that logically speaking, they should not listen to Qin Mo's arrangements.

But the principle is one thing, and how to actually do it is another.

"Let me think about it." Qin Mo didn't want to give up. After all, he not only wanted to survive, but also wanted to get rid of his identity as a prisoner.

"That thing on your neck." Gray pointed at Qin Mo's neck, "Doesn't it have any effect? ​​Do you need to take it off?"

"What?" Qin Mo was stunned and reached out to touch it. Then he remembered that he had a psychic suppression collar around his neck.