Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Horus and his brothers discussed a strategic plan.

A plan that would take mortals days or even weeks to prepare, these primarchs could coordinate in less than an hour.

The responsibilities of the Primarchs had already been assigned during the discussion, and the only thing Horus needed to say was about the Lord of Fire's arrangements for the upcoming strategy.

"Uncle." Horus came to the conference table and said very solemnly, "I personally hope that you can operate in the hostile occupied areas and rescue civilians. Magnus said that he saw all the Achaemenids were put in jail, so they were not dispersed."

"Of course." Qin Mo nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Obviously, Duer, who was sitting opposite, was also happy that Qin Mo could personally rescue the Achaemenids.

"Our uncle can destroy an armored regiment with just a raise of his hand." Perturabo commented in a deep voice, "And you ask him to save people. This is neither wise nor in line with his status. You put our Why can't I let Lao Wu and his motorcycle-riding soldiers rescue people?"

Hearing his brother's words, Chagatai nodded in agreement. He also felt that it was not appropriate for the Lord of Fire to save people like a medic in this war.

"There is nothing inappropriate." Qin Mo spoke for Horus, "Perhaps you think that someone like me should sit at the back and make the final decision at a certain critical moment, because this will be in line with my status."

"But my single action is fast and undetectable. I can move the civilians out of the prison before the poison gas is released, and then chop off the heads of the Pan Pacific people."

"Compared to human life, nothing else is worth mentioning."

After saying that, Qin Mo looked at Horus: "Just do it as you arranged. I said you just treat me as a high-level combat unit."

Horus nodded.

"Advanced combat units should be used to quickly resolve wars." Perturabo muttered.

"If this was the battlefield on the Eastern Front, I would agree with your idea." Qin Mo smiled and shook his head, "But this is not the case. This is the battlefield where you and the Astartes fought for the first time. You can easily deal with the enemy, so you should use A perfect answer, don’t let others say I’m trying to make things worse for you.”

It was hard for Horus not to agree with Qin Mo's words. His suggestion to let this uncle rescue civilians was not purely based on war considerations.

Not just considering it purely at the level of war, this is what a military leader must have.

Everything that had to be decided had been decided. In order to resolve the threat faced by the Achaemenid Empire as soon as possible, the Primarchs immediately led their legions to attack the Pan-Pacific Empire's occupied areas.

The Achaemenids were shocked by the efficiency of these legions.

Their mortal troops will not participate in the attack, as they need to rest.

The Astartes had been cleaning the battlefield after the battle in the capital. They had not sat down to rest, but they immediately gathered and embarked on the march after receiving the order to go to war.

This is not something that can only be accomplished with a strong body and almost endless physical strength.

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A prison somewhere.

The soldiers of the Pan Pacific Empire are sorting out everything to take away and anything that will help them leave something behind in this foreign land.

Heavy machine guns were loaded with ammunition slings, and a bipedal war vehicle was outfitted with incendiary weapons.

As a powerful force on Terra, the Pan-Pacific Empire not only has a powerful army, but also an advanced communication system. Everyone in the occupied area has learned that their side has been attacked by a kind of transformed warrior.

The battle lines were collapsing, and it was only a matter of time before the occupied territories returned to the hands of the Achaemenid Empire.

The Pan Pacific Empire's troops in the prisons need to be evacuated, and then they will leave countless corpses and souls on this land.

But just as the soldiers in this prison closest to the front line were preparing, a silent force penetrated every corner.

Unnoticed by the soldiers, the temperature dropped sharply and frost condensed.

The next second, the heads of all the soldiers exploded one by one at the same time, and every soldier stationed in this prison by the Pan-Pacific Empire turned into a headless corpse kneeling on the ground.

"Your psychic powers are the second most powerful of any psyker I've ever seen."

Qin Mo and Duer swaggered towards the prison door.

The soldiers on the sentry post have all turned into headless corpses. They no longer have to worry about anything, no need to infiltrate, no need to assassinate anyone.

In fact, there was no need to sneak in for the assassination, even if Duer didn't have to follow him.

Qin Mo has a simpler and more direct way, but Duer feels that if Qin Mo falls from the sky and hits the prison, the soldiers will be alert. Even if they die a second after being alert, it is enough for a soldier to press the button to detonate the bomb or release the bomb. Gas button.

Then the Achaemenids would die.

So Duer strongly recommends allowing yourself to carry out this kind of silent killing, ensuring that the enemy is killed before they can react.

"There are always psykers who are much more powerful than me." Duer said modestly, "But for psykers, the most important thing is not whether the psionic power is strong or not, but whether it is stable or not."

Duer walked into the prison. He walked to a huge pit and took out his dagger to cut the huge rope network covering the pit.

When the civilians in the pit saw Duer, they couldn't believe it and were ecstatic, and then they quickly climbed out of the pit on a ladder.

Qin Mo noticed that the Achaemenids were indeed different from other humans on Terra who were not governed by the unified alliance.

The strong men among the civilians first built a ladder to send the elderly and children to the ground.

In their culture, the elderly are wise and the children are the future.

Then the women, and then the strong men climbed out one by one, until finally everyone made a temporary tool to pull the few who built the ladder out of the pit.

"The emblem will guide you." Dur raised his hand to release psychic energy, and the emperor's emblem on the waist of an old man released light, which guided to a safe road that could bypass the battle site between Astartes and the Pan-Pacific Empire.

The civilians saluted and left quickly.

Qin Mo and Dur went to the next prison.

While being dragged by Qin Mo to fly, Dur told about something he knew about the instability of psychic energy.

"My mentor is a powerful psychic." Durr said, "When I was a kid, he taught me about psychic powers. Then one day when we were in class, he demonstrated how to use psychic powers. Then, his head exploded."

"It's okay. At least it didn't blow a hole in reality." Qin Mo said without surprise.