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There is no sky visible from the bottom nest of Tyrone's Hive, and this is not Cadian, but Creed still raised his middle finger upward: "Cadian remains standing."
Creed fell down and continued to sleep, but he couldn't sleep, so he went to the rooftop of the building to relax, and took out a cigar from his arms and put it in his mouth.
Soon the second person came to the rooftop again, and Creed discovered that it was Qin Mo who was here.
Under Creed's confused gaze, Qin Mo walked to the railing and pointed to the street.
A ceremony was going on in the streets.
The orbital dock has been completed. Everyone in the city and all the soldiers of the First Army rushed to the streets to escort the ashes of the previous war dead to the orbital dock.
If you're looking for a place to watch the ceremony, look no further than the rooftop of a tall residential building housing tens of thousands of people.
"There are acquaintances of mine in there." Qin Mo said, looking at the big box containing the ashes, "A company commander who admired me very much died in this war."
"May his soul rest on the Golden Throne," Creed said.
Qin Mo continued to watch without saying a word.
Creed recalled the information he had collected about Qin Mo in the past few days. He knew what Qin Mo had experienced before, knew that he was a survivor of the 44th Regiment, and knew that he was running around to stabilize the defense line...
Creed believed that it was difficult for such a person who turned the tide of the war not to have high hopes and praise from everyone. It was not difficult to imagine what those soldiers who had loose military discipline but unconditional obedience were thinking.
And Qin Mo is not a ruthless ruler. Although the city is full of drones, people do live a good life.
Every civilian family can have a clean house to live in, with fresh water and food. This is a life that is simply unimaginable in other hive cities.
"You can leave after the orbital dock is built." Qin Mo suddenly said, "As a reward for your participation in the battle in District 13, I will issue a set of power armor to each of you."
After hearing this, Creed nodded: "I will also help you establish a complete officer training system and tactics suitable for you. I will do my best."
"Aren't you afraid that I'm a heretic?" Qin Mo asked.
Creed shook his head. He felt from the bottom of his heart that Qin Mo was not a heretic, even though the technology he used was indeed very weird and suspicious.
Then Creed suddenly remembered that when he first came to Tyrone Nest, he instinctively wanted to go to the nest. He thought that he was not a person who easily trusted others, but he trusted the Tyrone Nest very much. Everyone in the nest.
"I'm not good at training the army, and I have no idea how to train military talents. You helped me a lot." Qin Mo turned to look at Creed and said calmly, "You can make a request to me."
Creed wanted to refuse and say that the boat could be repaired, but something suddenly occurred to him, so he swallowed his refusal.
Under Qin Mo's gaze, Creed asked slowly: "What do you plan to turn the Tyrone Galaxy into?"
"A safe and strong fortress galaxy. Everyone here must prepare for war, just like you, Cadian. Everyone can find their place, and even the hive will not have a chaotic place. Order exists in every corner of Tailong's three worlds, even in the darkest and most remote places in the Undernest," Qin Mo said.
Creed nodded and thought for a while, then asked: "Will you fight for the Emperor?"
"I will only fight for humanity." Qin Mo said frankly.
Upon hearing this answer, Creed was angry at first, then suddenly calmed down and nodded.
Both fell silent.
When the team escorting the ashes got further and further away, until no trace could be seen, Creed said: "I don't ask for anything from you, I just want an agreement."
"Say." Qin Mo nodded.
Creed stared into Qin Mo's eyes and said seriously: "I think you will definitely have a powerful army and fleet in the future, so my request is that you help Cadian when it falls into the most critical situation. Can I agree? ?"
In Qin Mo's view, this request was no different than nothing, because he knew that in the future, Chaos Warmaster Abaddon would launch the Thirteenth Black Crusade to attack Cadian. He could not sit back and watch the fall of Cadian with its black stone obelisk. No matter whether Creed, the future Lord of the High Fortress, would ask for help, help would definitely arrive in Cadian.
Because the black stone obelisk has the function of suppressing subspace, Qin Mo, who hates subspace very much, cannot sit back and watch the cracks in subspace expand.
So of course Qin Mo agreed without hesitation: "At that time, you only need to send someone to say a word to me."
"Say what?" Creed asked.
"Say: Cadian asks for aid," Qin Mo replied, "and I say: Tyrone will respond."
At this time, Creed nodded vigorously, and then suddenly felt a sense of fate. He felt that his arrival in the Tyrone Galaxy might not be just an accident.
Just when Creed wanted to ask Qin Mo and get the many doubts in his heart answered, Qin Mo had already turned around and left.
Chapter 76 Shipbuilding Plan
The next day.
The orbital dock that has been built and filled with ashes is about to be transmitted to low-Earth orbit, and the dimension engine built for it is also ready for dimension transmission, and the various defensive weapons and shields it carries are already turned on. , be prepared to guard against enemy ships after the transmission is completed.
Qin Mo fully powered the teleportation device in the underground cave of the fortress. Under his command, the main control intelligence searched for the most suitable teleportation location in low-Earth orbit.
In addition to Qin Mo, there was also Creed who had just made an agreement with him yesterday.
"Is it true that you Cadian people can see purple cracks when you look up?"
"Yes. It's not just purple cracks, you can also see very scary patterns. If you look straight at them for a long time, your eyes will bleed."
"If I looked up in Cadian and could see the rift... I'd be crazy to hate the people of the Warp so much."
"Cadian is not without a hive."
Creed chatted with Qin Mo while looking at the teleportation device in front of him.
It was a boxy square metal object, quite big, but Creed couldn't understand how such a thing could transport many people and objects.
Creed tried to "learn" it when he came, but he couldn't understand it at all. He couldn't guess how it worked, or even how it was made.
"It's over." Qin Mo stood up and walked towards a device with a screen. "Ask your captain to drive the ship into the dock."
"Is this the end?" Creed was very surprised. In his eyes, Qin Mo was just chatting with him, and then suddenly it was over.
Qin Mo walked to the screen and adjusted it. Then the current status of the orbital dock was played on the screen.
In the low-Earth orbit of the Tyron hive world, a huge black spherical building is floating on the dark side of the planet.
This picture was captured by drones spread out by the dock. These drones will play a reconnaissance role, monitor the position of enemy warships, and assist the orbital dock in transfer or self-defense.
"Drive the ship into the dock." Creed stared at the screen. "The orbital dock is right in front of your merchant ship. You can see it."
When Creed finished communicating with the captain, the merchant ship in orbit began to sail towards the orbital dock, then found an entrance to the interior and then got in.
This merchant ship is not big, and it looks like a snake has crawled into it.
Qin Mo switched to the scene inside the dock again.
There are huge spire-shaped objects everywhere on the upper and lower sides of the merchant ship. These objects emit a beam of light. When the merchant ship is covered by the light, all its broken places are marked.
"Fortunately, only the shell was damaged." Qin Mo said.
Creed watched silently, and he discovered that the huge spire objects began to release scanning wave-like light, shining on every place on the hull that needed to be repaired.
Soon some black metal structures were printed on the damaged structure of the hull.
"Isn't this fine gold? Is it possible?" Creed asked.
"An alloy has its own advantages and disadvantages compared with fine gold, but it is definitely enough for ship repair." Qin Mo replied.
Creed continued to watch the process of repairing the ship. This trip to Tyrone was really an eye-opener for him.
"The ship will be repaired soon. You and your comrades are ready to teleport to the ship and leave." Qin Mo stared at the merchant ship and said, "The enemy has not noticed the shipyard yet and has not sent warships to attack."
"Okay." Creed nodded, and then took out a thick stack of documents from his arms, "Time is tight, I can only formulate this plan, but I can guarantee that you only need to implement it according to the above, and then rely on your With the prestige, we can create an Astra Militarum-level force."
Qin Mo immediately took the document and looked through it.
Creed is very attentive. This plan can be renamed "The Youth Version of the High Castle Master teaches you how to train your troops step by step". In addition to training plans and military regulations, there are also suggestions and suggestions for forming a commando team based on teleportation assault tactics. ideas.
"Thank you." Qin Mo accepted the document and thanked him.
Creed just smiled and nodded, then took a few steps back to a clearing.
Qin Mo started the teleportation, and the next second Creed and his comrades who were preparing for teleportation elsewhere were sent to the merchant ship.
On the screen, Qin Mo could see that the merchant ship had been repaired and was sailing slowly towards the exit of the orbital dock.
After finally traveling far away from the orbital dock, the metal plate outside the merchant ship's porthole was slowly lowered, opening a crack leading to the subspace at the bow of the ship, and then disappeared into it.
Qin Mo knew that Creed and the others would not necessarily arrive in Cadian smoothly, because they might encounter new problems while sailing in subspace.
This has little to do with me for the time being.
"I want to formulate a shipbuilding plan." Qin Mo ordered into the air.
"Recording in progress." The voice of the master control intelligence echoed in the underground cave.
"One cruiser, two frigates."
"Received, the shipbuilding plan is expected to be completed in five months."
"Start selecting potential crew members now."
"Received. I will develop a series of test projects to select people suitable to become crew members."
Qin Mo doesn't know how the main control intelligence will choose, but it will definitely complete this task properly, because it is familiar with every type of warship, and it can certainly select the person who is most suitable to control the warship.
"Assign some people to make alloys, and then let the logistics machinery print the industrial facilities for making alloys." Qin Mo ordered again.
"Yes." The master responded intelligently.
After calming down, Qin Mo began to think about the current time point again.
Based on the information provided by Creed, Qin Mo estimated that the current time was probably the nine hundred and eighty-ninth year of the forty-first millennium.
Creed is a man who started from the lowest level as a soldier and eventually became the military commander of the Supreme Lord of the Fortress. In ten years, he will achieve such an achievement and will be with him at the beginning of the Thirteenth Black Crusade ten years later. Chaos Warmaster Abaddon comes to a fateful showdown.
If you want to participate in the thirteen Black Crusade counterattacks launched by Abaddon and finally reverse the outcome of the fall of Cadian, you must unify the entire Tyron system and grow stronger within ten years.
It was imperative to launch a small crusade to unify Tyron, and then the system.
However, Qin Mo doesn't plan to continue the fight stupidly. He plans to develop a super weapon based on dimensional technology. After Tailong 2 is taken down, he should be able to develop the finished product.
At that time, the enemies on Tyrone III will be killed directly. No matter what they believe in or what they are doing, they can only be exterminated by the weapons of the Star God.
Chapter 77 The Real Guard
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at the same time.
Stinger sat on the governor's throne as usual, handling affairs in the army, while his servants stood aside and reported various things at the same time.
"The Governor is very angry with you. Not only did you lose two battles, but you also caused the Roaring Rain of Bullets and Aylan to be killed. He is the only one in their family who believes in the Lord of Wisdom. The Governor also needs him to fight on the Tyrone III. Woolen cloth."
"After a while, the governor will send warships to transport soldiers and replenish your existing troops to about 700,000."