Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 64 The Desperate Survivor

In the No.12 area of ​​the lower nest, more than 3 soldiers under the command of Stinger gathered here, and they were all the survivors of the dimension teleportation attack.

Communications were lost after the stinger ritual unleashed a disruption, but the survivors rejoiced that they now had no fear of another enemy emerging from nowhere.

"Now! Retreat!"

"Kill all the wounded, and don't give the enemy a chance to interrogate intelligence!"

The survivors were doing things in a mess under the transfer of the officers. Some were arranged to retreat, and some were forced to stay and execute the wounded.

When most people rushed out of the [-]th district, those who were left behind to execute the wounded couldn't stay any longer. They directly gave up the idea of ​​using rifles to have a good time, and directly chose to use the only weapon in their hands that could kill a group of people - Molotov cocktails.

After dealing with the wounded, everyone set foot on the road of retreat. It was not so orderly. Some soldiers were tricked by the officers to go in the opposite direction to the retreat, and some officers were tricked by their own soldiers to stay behind.

But no matter what, these people left District [-] and walked on the road from the lower nest to the upper nest. As the hope of escape got closer, smiles gradually appeared on the faces of the soldiers.

Until a reconnaissance drone suddenly flew over everyone's heads.

"Airplane! Airplane!"

"We're fucked!"

Sad cries broke out in the team, until someone yelled with a loudspeaker: "The teleportation has been disturbed, they can't chase it right away!"

This voice comforted many people, and everyone continued to move forward.

until they came to a clearing.

At first, the people at the front of the line stopped, then the people on the left and right sides stopped, and the people behind couldn't understand why these idiots didn't continue on their way, until the people behind accidentally saw an energy rift behind them.

A large number of troops were teleported around the [-] survivors. Some of them were close and some were far away, but no matter where they were teleported, they could block anyone's escape route anyway.

When Aiken led his regiment to complete the teleportation, he saw that the [-] survivors were completely piled up. These people obviously felt that there would be no more troops teleporting to their vicinity, and now they were stunned in place, not knowing how to react in despair and fear.

"These idiots look like a bunch of refugees," Duncan said on the communication channel.

"The enemies we have killed so far seem to be vanguards. If they send the main force over, we will have a tough battle to fight."

"Let's talk about the future, let's deal with the person in front of us now."

Duncan listened to his colleagues in the tank while patting the tank gunner, motioning him to fire.

The gunner nodded, turned the muzzle on the enemy and fired.

After the projectile exits and flies under the drone that spawned the gravity shield, the gravity shield is briefly and quickly deactivated allowing the projectile to fly out and explode in the enemy.

Immediately after that, other tanks fired, and then all the teleported regiments fired.

Aiken felt that this battle was completely an execution. The [-] enemies had no ability to fight back at all, and they couldn't even find a bunker.

After the execution, Duncan's regiment was teleported back to Bottomhive with the rest of the regiment for repairs.

……

In the fortress.

Qin Mo, who had stopped charging the teleportation device, took a break, and then discussed with Klein what to do next.

While the two were discussing, Gray pushed the prisoner into the room, and then kicked the prisoner to his knees.

"I have caught an enemy deserter," said Gray. "He may be able to tell us something about the enemy."

Qin Mo immediately got up and walked to the prisoner, carefully checking his situation.

The captive was a soldier of the Planetary Defense Force Tyrone II, as it was written on the tag on his chest.

And his face was full of scars, which looked like old wounds, all over his face.

"Don't kill me..." The prisoner knelt at Qin Mo's feet, "I'll tell you whatever you want to know."

"You're willing to tell me, but I don't want to believe it." Qin Mo didn't want to listen to Tzeentch's disciples, even if what he said was true.

"What do we do with him?" Gray asked.

"I just need him to live." Qin Mo turned around and took out a teleportation protection device from the box, and then modified it a little and put it on the captive.

After the dimension teleportation started, the prisoner was sent into the dimension channel, and he fell to the ground immediately after he came out on the other side of the room.

The device on the captive only protected his body but not his soul. His vital signs are still there, but he will be permanently comatose.

This was exactly what Qin Mo wanted, and he immediately made a new device on the spot, and connected this device with the captive's brain.

"So we can access his memories?" Gray asked.

"Smart." Qin Mo adjusted the device, then put on the power armor helmet and ordered to the air: "Read his head."

This command is issued to the master control intelligence.

"What information do you want to know?" The master control intelligence quickly read the memory in the captive's brain, and then asked.

"What do you think I want to know?" Qin Mo asked back.

"According to the information read from the brains of the captives, Tyrone II is an industrial world. The belief called the Lord of Wisdom spread in the world 120 years ago, and David is the bishop of the Lord of Wisdom."

"Other information such as population has not been read, because this captive is just the most ordinary soldier, and all he knows is about the Bishop of Wisdom sect."

After listening to the report from the Master Control Intelligence, Qin Mo asked after a little thought: "What's the current situation on Tailong No. [-]? There is also the Master of Wisdom sect, right?"

"There is no information about Tyrone III in the captive's mind."

"Tell me some military information."

"Received. According to the information read from the captives' brains, they are only participating in the battle as vanguards, with the purpose of destroying us and the planetary defense forces in Tyrone's hive. Note, this purpose is the captives' self-speculation when they receive the order, and it is for reference only."

After listening to the information about the military, Qin Mo took off his power armor helmet and sat down. After thinking about it, he said to Klein, "Heretics have long been rampant on Tyrone [-]. Our galaxy is indeed a bit evil, and the rebels are coming one after another."

"My lord, when will this be the top?" Klein sighed helplessly.

Qin Mo didn't say a word.

He now only hopes that there will be no heresies on Tyrone's third planet, at least there will be no sects that believe in Slaanesh or other similar ghost things, otherwise a star-level chicken-eating competition will begin, and the fight will be really endless.

But Qin Mo didn't place his hopes on prayer or luck. He believed that he should research a weapon of the Extermination Order level, so as to end the endless wars in the Tyron galaxy in the future.

(End of this chapter)