Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 18

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Two days later.

While raising his hands to make the sixth piece of power armor, Qin Mo also used his mind to control the spoon to dig out the food in the lunch box and feed it into his mouth.

Then he found out that he was prejudiced against this kind of food before, and it was unnecessary to be hungry for two days. This kind of food tasted far more delicious and acceptable than expected.

And while eating the food, Qin Mo also had an insight into how the thing was made.

First of all, of course, all the remains of creatures that can be found on the battlefield, or the corpses of some terrible creatures in the ruins of the bottom hive, such as giant spiders or something.

Then the logistics machinery responsible for food supply ordered by the main control intelligence will purify the wreckage, extract the nutrients and biological tissues and combine them together.

These foods have no taste at all, but the logistics machinery will be taught by the main control intelligence how to synthesize taste factors, and use harmless chemicals to combine delicious flavors into the food.

"According to the statistical results of the three logistics machines, the favorable rate of this food has reached 70.00%. More than [-]% of the soldiers found themselves more powerful after eating it, or their wounds healed faster."

"These data have been incorporated into the data core to serve as reference conditions for subsequent optimization of the food supply process."

The voice of the master control intelligence came from the communicator next to Qin Mo's ear.

This is a routine report. After all, although Qin Mo hopes that the master control intelligence can play freely, he must know what it has done.

"How is the intelligence work going?" Qin Mo asked.

"The manufactured drones have been disseminated. Up to this moment, it has been found that 42 positions still exist, of which [-] positions are facing the onslaught of the rebels, and three positions are about to be breached."

"Including the defenders on your position, a total of 357231 people survived."

"If you want to support these positions, I will calculate the best support plan for you."

Qin Mo was very surprised when he heard that more than 35 people were still alive.

According to the information obtained from Klein before, the marshal only allocated 5 people to build a defense line before he felt that something was wrong.

Where did 35 of the 30 people come from?
"There is a settlement in the Bottom Nest, named Kato." The master intelligence said what it had learned.

"Oh, no wonder." Qin Mo suddenly realized, picked up the power armor helmet and put it on his head, "Calculate the best rescue plan for me."

A three-dimensional map immediately appeared on the HUD in the visor, and at the same time, all existing positions were visually displayed on the map, marked with different colors according to the current situation.

The situation is not too critical is green, the situation is critical but the number of survivors can persist for a while is orange, and the position of critical situation with few people is red.

The main control intelligence plans a route between the red positions, as long as you follow this route, you can support each position at the fastest speed.

"Two of these red positions can be rescued by fire drones. Only the Cato settlement located a thousand kilometers to the west requires you to go to support in person." The master control intelligence said, "I need you to provide the call authority for fire drones, if you agree."

"I agree." Qin Mo nodded in agreement.

Then on the map he saw, four firepower drones took off from the 47th regiment's garrison, and quickly flew towards the two red positions other than the Cato settlement.

"It's time for me to go." Qin Mo stood up, looked down at the sixth piece of power armor he had just built, and then suddenly felt empty. In his eyes, this power armor was not such a perfect masterpiece.

During this period of research and manufacturing, Qin Mo found that he was not forced to do R&D and manufacturing by beliefs or difficulties, but because he really liked doing it.

Qin Mo felt happy and satisfied from the bottom of his heart when the technical difficulties that ordinary people need to spend their entire lives to overcome were broken through, and when creations that could not be produced by the most advanced engineering technology were born in his hands.

But when the technical difficulties are completely broken through, and manufacturing is as easy as eating and drinking, this kind of happiness will not exist.

Qin Mo is eager to create more advanced and powerful creations, and this desire also allows him to understand that the power he uses comes from a star god who likes to create.

"There are more important things to do now." Qin Mo suppressed his desire for creation and thirst for knowledge, and ordered Gray through the communicator: "Call Tuo Er, his power armor is finished."

"Are we going out to fight?" Gray asked.

"Of course." Qin Mo nodded, "We need to rush to a settlement called Katuo immediately."

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Cato settlements are small cities in Bottomhive.

Bounty hunters in the city will search for ancient relics in inaccessible places in Bottom Nest, gangs will build "factories" in the city to produce weapons or other contraband, and civilians will provide services for the former two in exchange for money and food.

Qin Mo had heard a little about this settlement, and he thought it had fallen long ago.

And when he arrived at the main road where the battle was fiercest in the city, he found that all [-] Planetary Defense Force soldiers were stationed on the road.

"It's my own!"

When the soldiers saw the double-headed eagle scepter in Qin Mo's hand, they immediately realized that he was here to help.

"Hold on." Qin Mo gave orders to the other soldiers, and then looked at the officers in the nearby trenches, "As far as I know, there are 2000 of you, but almost all of you are on the main road. Who is fighting in other parts of the city?"

The officer immediately answered: "Yes..."

Just as the officer uttered a word, a car suddenly roared to Qin Mo from behind the position, attracting his attention.

Qin Mo turned his head to look, and found that it was a pickup truck-like car with a black cloth covering the body.

When the car stopped, five civilians got out of it.

This is a family, two husband and wife with three children.

"This is the front line, what are you doing here?" Qin Mo asked.

"Come to support this group of bastards." The man glanced at the soldiers, then jumped onto the truck and tore away the black cloth.

Under the black cloth is a quadruple heavy logging gun.

The man began to adjust the shooting angle of the logging gun so that it aimed at the rebels in the distance in front of the main road, while his wife and children fetched bullet boxes and skillfully attached the ammunition belt to the logging gun.

After the preparations were completed, the man immediately controlled the logging gun to shoot at the rebels, and his wife and children ran back to the car to take out a laser rifle with a scope to join the battle.

The youngest girl is only a little taller than the rifle, but she is already able to snipe the enemy proficiently.

"As you can see." The soldier was rather helpless, "Most of the battles in the city are in charge of the militia."

"The people of Dichao are simple and honest, and their reputation is well-deserved." Qin Mo now knows why the city has not fallen.

People who have no power to restrain chickens in the bottom nest have long been eliminated by the environment here.

(End of this chapter)