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This ability to directly control atoms and molecules is the unique ability of the gods of the real universe. The Star Gods were born after the Big Bang. When the powerful energy broke through the chaos and shaped the entire universe, the Star Gods were also born. These pure Material gods have the power to play with the laws of physics.
"I'm designing a new standard equipment for the army." Qin Mo seemed to have a sudden inspiration, and in an instant he created a rifle composed of countless parts.
This rifle does not have a detachable magazine, but only a box that looks similar to a magazine. Inside the box is an extremely sophisticated technological structure. The structure itself even requires another tiny and more sophisticated part to maintain reliability. sex.
"This is a powerful weapon that does not require reloading."
"Atoms or molecules are the bullets of this weapon."
"A magazine-like decomposition device can decompose any matter filled with it, converting it into atoms or molecules ready for use."
"The material will be released at an accelerated rate, breaking the target's armor and flesh from its atomic or molecular structure. This means that no non-energy equipment can withstand its attack, and the caliber, charge or power of the ammunition are of no concern to it. None of it makes sense.”
Qin Mo explained the new standard equipment he designed.
The Emperor was aware of the weapon's usefulness in a split second.
Those who hold it can shoot through the power armor of Space Marines like rotten flesh. The material ceramite, no matter its strength, loses its meaning in front of this weapon. The intertwined beams of atoms and molecules will penetrate everything. , a weapon similar to the Necron Gauss Rifle.
Moreover, the magazine-like structure can decompose matter. In extreme cases, soldiers can even grab a handful of soil and the minced meat of a companion or enemy on the ground and throw it into the decomposition device as ammunition.
When faced with non-physical defense devices such as energy shields, it becomes no different from ordinary weapons, but equipment that uses energy to form a stance or shield is not something just anyone can own. When equipped with energy defense equipment The enemy appears, and what needs to be dealt with is not some big soldier in the army, but armored vehicles and special weapons teams.
Such as the Lytlin Dimension Sniper.
"It's a good secret weapon." The Emperor commented, "From a professional perspective of weapon design, you are an unqualified designer. Have you ever considered the issue of deploying such a sophisticated and complex weapon?"
The more advanced standard weapons are, the more they treat the user as an intellectually disabled person, such as a laser rifle with a battery that can be thrown into a fire to recharge. In short, the simpler, the better. It is best if the big-headed soldier can hold one that is tens of centimeters long. A small gun that is as light as wood and can kill people with the sound of "biubiubiu" and "bababa" with your mouth is the best.
Precision and complex standard equipment, such as rifles, often cause trouble to users. A little dust on the battlefield may cause malfunctions.
In addition, the production of sophisticated and complex standard equipment is also troublesome. The empire can develop individual weapons that are a hundred times more powerful than laser rifles, but the difficulty of production will make it a rare weapon and cannot be supplied to countless people throughout the empire. of the Astra Militarum.
Of course Qin Mo considered these things, and the result was - no need to consider them.
"There is a small printing device integrated into the rifle disassembler. Use the power armor's printing device to repair the printing device. Then the printing device will break down the damaged parts of the rifle into atoms and print them back again. There is no need to control the printing device in the Tyrone Army. The engineers only need the soldiers to say repairs to the weapons."
"As for production...then there's no need to worry."
Qin Mo drew blueprints of the weapons he made and transmitted them to the industrial world in the sector, asking them to install the new rifles on all the Tailong Army before he arrived in the Beixiu Galaxy to lead the troops in battle.
In the Tyrone Star Sector, the colloquial term for the process of producing any industrial product is not "how much time it takes", but "how many times to start it up."
When the printing device is fully charged, it can draw hundreds or thousands of rifles with materials just like painting. It only takes one second. After the printing device consumes the energy, it will charge for a few minutes, then turn on and print again... They consume The energy is astonishing. It is difficult for all industrial worlds, including the industrial world of Tailong 2's capital, to maintain permanent operation of the printing device, and can only recharge it like a recharger.
But even so, it is enough to produce rifles for the army in a short period of time.
The emperor looked at the blueprint handed over by Qin Mo, and suddenly thought that although the Star Gods knew nothing about subspace, they seemed to be omnipotent in the material world.
Thinking of the Warp, the Emperor asked: "What did you go through in the Warp? Why can't we find you?"
Qin Mo turned to look at the emperor, thinking that the "we" in his mouth probably meant all the will of the emperor and all the thoughts in the cold sun.
"If you can find me, then the other gods can find me too, and there is no way I can leave a message in the chamber of Slaanesh and come out of the warp alive."
The emperor was very surprised to hear that Qin Mo entered the palace of Slaanesh and came out alive.
"You actually entered the Demon Realm of Slaanesh and left a message? What did you write?"
"Well...I wrote...human beings will one day enter the demonic realm and chop off Slaanesh's dog's head."
"What's the point of writing nonsense like this? If I were you, I would stop writing this! You... you just wasted a great opportunity. Now, you will never write it again. You have a chance to visit here, and I’m scratching my head and regretting it for you!”
"..."
Chapter 456 Apocalypse War
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Northern star system.
Hive.
In the ceremonial square within the bombed-out walls of the Lower Nest, millions of civilians gathered stood between the corpses of enemy and own soldiers.
He Qi, the governor-general, was sitting in front of the fountain in disgrace, wiping the gun in his hand.
The war has progressed to this point, and the entire Beisu Hive World has carried out extreme mobilization.
All men, women and children aged over fifteen and under seventy were mobilized to prepare for the war.
This is a militia that will be led by World Governor He Qizheng personally. Their mission is to enter from the west side of the southern continent of the planet and cooperate with the three armored regiments of the Army 44, and to fight against the enemies there. The Tyrone Army's th Infantry Regiment came to the rescue.
Millions of people are fighting for relief.
They only attacked together with several armored regiments, and they only served as a base.
But this is the normal situation in apocalyptic war.
In the hive world, the Talon Army, the Cadian Army, and the Skitarii that had just entered the sector to support have invested a total of 12.6 billion troops. The enemy has invested even more, including warband servants and many mutinies. The Astra Militarum has a total of 24.3 billion soldiers, not counting the Space Marines participating in the war on both sides.
Many scientific research elites in the sector are doing their best to develop new equipment, just to allow the Tyron Army and a regiment of friendly forces to survive for a few more seconds on the battlefield of the hive world.
An eighteen-year-old recruit of the Hive City World Guard may go through the journey of an officer in one day - joining the battle in the early morning, becoming an officer in the morning because all the company officers died, and being the oldest veteran in the entire regiment at noon. After becoming the leader of the regiment, everyone in the regiment was reduced to ashes in the afternoon. In the evening, their names and numbers were collected into the Hive World Archives, becoming one of the many names of those who died in the history of the hive.
Everyone in the war was shot on the head.
The weak were weeded out after the war began.
A brave man will do whatever it takes just to kill an enemy.
The air force's pampered pilots, who are all officers, often organize an entire bombing formation to load the most resistant bombers with the maximum number of bombs. Then other fighters serve as shields for the bombers, covering the bombers as they rush into the void through the sky-wide air defense barrages. The position protected by the shield crashed into it.
This is tragic on a macro scale.
The tragedy on a micro level is that as the war progresses to this day, He Qi, as the governor, heard a report from his assistant in the morning, saying that the average life expectancy of all our own troops in the hive world had shortened to thirty-five years. In the afternoon, he heard the assistant say The average life expectancy has been reduced to twenty-five years.
"Everyone is ready." An old man who retired from the Nest Guard came to He Qizheng, hesitated for two seconds, and then said, "I hope you will not join the battle in person."
He Qizheng shook his head, as if he had been persuaded before.
In the morning, He Qizheng received an order from the Army Department of the Star District under the Seven-member Council, asking him to raise a force to reinforce the 44th Infantry Regiment.
He Qizheng didn't have any troops on hand. The defense team was either on the battlefield and couldn't move away, or it had already been established and exhausted. He could only raise an army composed of mobilized civilians.
But there was one more thing He Qizheng could do, and that was to leave some of the militiamen to protect the nest, and then personally lead the rest of the militiamen into the war.
The governor's death during the war would not cause any ripples during the war, because the governor of the agricultural world of the Ivan system who led the family guards to Beisu to join the war a month ago was already dead, and no one took a second look at his body.
But in the future, after the war, He Qizheng will be able to make the sector pay special attention to Beisu because of the sacrifices he made, and give him some preferential treatment for reconstruction...
This is what He Qizheng, the governor, can do for the entire hive world that was smashed.
"good news!"
A seventeen-year-old soldier emerged from the crowd holding a radio and shouted to everyone gathered in the square.
"The Lord of Tyrone is back!"
"He's back!"
"The message sent by the war channel in the star district capital has been certified by the seven-member parliament!"
Hearing the shouts, some people had a look of relief on their faces, thinking the war was almost over.
He Qi was listening to the sound of "Lord of Tailong" when he suddenly recalled what happened when he was training at the Governor's Training School in the capital of the star region.
At the end of the training, everyone met the Lord of Tyrone and listened to his instructions.
He Qizheng was not able to talk to Qin Mo at that time, and did not know why he specifically approved him to become the governor. It was not until night that he got an opportunity.
At the banquet hosted by Lord Tai Lung and the governors, no one dared to gorge themselves. He Qi, who had a big appetite, woke up from hunger in the middle of the night and ran to the college cafeteria to steal some food.
When he opened the door, he saw the Lord of Tyrone standing by the window of the restaurant, standing with his hands behind his back.
He Qizhen stepped forward for some unknown reason and told him about his situation, saying that he was still very young and came from a poor family. Those Nest City nobles might think that they were of low status and therefore would not listen to him.
But the Lord of Tailong listened to all the words expressionlessly, and he still kept standing with his hands behind his back, his back to He Qizheng.
This tough-looking man's face looked deep and strong under the moonlight.
"Being humble is not a shame."
The voice is calm, powerful, and gentle.
"Only one who can bend and stretch can be a husband!"
It was this sentence that strengthened He Qizheng.
Thinking about it afterwards, He Qizheng suddenly felt that it was unlikely that the Lord of Tailong would wait to meet him in the restaurant just to strengthen his own ideas, even if he had the ability to predict the future...
It's more likely that he was hungry in the middle of the night and didn't want to wake up the academy's chef, so he ran to the restaurant to find food.
He Qizheng even thought that when his footsteps came into the restaurant, the Lord of Tailong would run to the window, swallow the food in his mouth, and then stand with his hands behind his back...
Recalling this, He Qizheng suddenly laughed.
In the eyes of others in the square, the governor may have smiled because he thought the war would be won.
The young soldier holding the radio to spread the good news ran to He Qizheng and asked: "Governor, you also think that the war is almost over and we will definitely win, right?"
"There is no doubt about this."
It was not He Qizheng who answered the young man.
When this voice appeared, He Qizheng was also stunned for a moment.
Everyone looked towards the direction where the sound came from, and saw a man wearing power armor holding a chain sword and a double-headed eagle scepter slowly walking out among the Tyron Army Armored Regiment and Imperial Guards that had just been teleported.
When he came towards the crowd, everyone consciously made way for him and stood bowed.
"We will win soon. We will break into the enemy's lines from the southern continent and completely crush their offensive."
"The reason is that I will personally lead you."
Qin Mo's voice was as powerful and gentle as what He Qizheng heard that night.
It is as if the victory of the war is something in a bag, easily available.
He Qizheng stood up and saluted Qin Mo.
Qin Mo helped He Qizheng up and faced the others: "Your governor and you have made great efforts and contributions in this war. Those who are alive will be rewarded, and those who are dead will be rewarded in the stars." It was recited by everyone at the district memorial ceremony.”
Qin Mo came just for the war.
When he went to the Dead Realm to clean up the demons, Gray tried to raise as many troops as possible, but he really had no choice but to raise a few armored regiments on the battlefield throughout the sector, as well as soldiers from the Hive World of the North. And himself, the praetorian.