Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

A thousand ancient machines named Killing Sentinels filed out of the mine.

Just as the machines detect the DNA of the warlords every time they wake up, the warlords now issue killing orders to these killing sentries just as they do every time they wake up.

The order is simple, kill all the intruders.

The Killing Sentinels first reported this order to the United Mining Company, which owned their assets, but the company obviously no longer existed. After receiving no response within ten minutes, they automatically dropped the highest authority to the operator, so even if Orders that had nothing to do with mining were immediately obeyed.

The Killing Sentinels rushed out of the territory. On the route they had passed or were about to take, people prostrated themselves on both sides of these armored warriors.

In people's eyes, these magical soldiers are the servants of their rulers. These servants are mysterious and require the blood of mortals as tribute every time they go out, which gives them a strong mystical color.

Even these magical soldiers represent the sacred destiny of the warlord who rules them. Every Terran should naturally bow to the feet of this real overlord - at least this is what the warlords preach to the people in the territory.

With everyone in the territory looking on in awe, the Killing Sentinels headed to the location where they had scanned hostile armed targets.

Their every move is monitored by low-Earth orbit satellites.

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"These Killing Sentinels are very difficult to deal with."

"Would it be better if we...destroy them with orbital weapons?"

In the meeting hall inside the mobile fortress, Qin Mo and everyone gathered around to watch the holographic images that directly showed the situation in various parts of the battlefield.

Among the people who have recently joined the fortress are fugitives from the warlord's territory, and the fugitives have participated in the command as advisors.

As someone who knows what the war machine known as the Killing Sentinel is capable of, coupled with the recent stable life in the mobile fortress and the foreseeable and inevitable stable future, the consultant could not help but bravely confront the many officers and Flame Thunder present. The Lord suggested what to do.

"There is no need to use orbital weapons, although we had the ability to launch orbital strikes the day before yesterday."

"If we just want to eliminate this warlord and his miner robots, the easiest way is not to strike from orbit. Instead, I will go out the next second and come back the next second, and then those robots will be melted into molten iron."

Qin Mo directly rejected the consultant's suggestion.

Seeing that the Lord of Flames and Thunder was so trusting, the advisor looked at Takeru Nagase aside in astonishment, hoping that this person could help persuade him, at least to make the Lord of Flames and Thunder slightly aware that the killing sentries were left to the ground troops to deal with. Not a good idea at all.

But Nagase Ken stood with his arms crossed in front of his chest without even looking at the consultant, obviously not wanting to pay attention to him.

"The ground troops also have weapons that are enough to destroy these mining robots." Qin Mo took the initiative to say, "All they need to do is to make the right decision at this time, the right decision on which weapon to use to destroy the powerful enemy in front of them, it's that simple."

The consultant looked at Qin Mo in surprise. He thought about it and suddenly realized that this was actually a process similar to playing cards.

As a ground force as a player, you only need to play the right cards to deal with the enemy's cards. The soldiers will block the water and the soil will cover it. It is very simple.

Then he didn't understand even more.

Why do we need to send out troops to complete such a simple thing? The Lord of Flames and Thunder is just watching for fun?

Qin Mo didn't know what was going on in the adviser's head. He stared at the image, hoping that the troops he sent out would make the right decision.

He has only one motive.

Just like the ancient heritage held by the warlords on Terra, his army now also possesses powerful enough weapons and equipment, the principles and effects of which may be beyond human understanding.

These soldiers have been crammed with knowledge about the weapons and equipment they use in a very short period of time, and they must then know when to use what.

It's that simple.

Qin Mo watched and waited.

The Killing Sentinels raised their arms thirty kilometers away, their movements uniform.

The engineering components on the arms that are used to directly blast out an excavation channel in a hard geological environment are pointed forward. The intelligent units of these mining robots, which are not good at combat, handle combat-related matters equally quickly. Enemies dozens of kilometers away are destroyed. The detection wave is locked, and a thousand beams of light will be fired forward in the next second.

The trajectory of these beams is not a straight line, but a curve that is curved enough to land on the head of the locked target. This is obviously unreasonable, and it is only the skilled application of psychic energy that leads to this phenomenon.

The physical environment on which the beam relied was distorted by psychic energy, and it fell vertically on the heads of the soldiers of the Lord of Fire and Thunder.

The huge beam instantly enveloped the entire army, but the energy shield withstood the bombardment of the beam. It did not just block it using a principle similar to shield blocking, but absorbed the energy of the beam itself to strengthen the shield.

Qin Mo had not conducted detailed experiments on the hastily constructed energy shield, but he estimated that... if nothing unexpected happened, the stronger the energy attack, the stronger the shield would be.

In the first round of confrontation dozens of kilometers away, the warriors of the Lord of Fire and Thunder resisted the attack with their shields.

Then various counterattacks came to the Killing Sentinels.

A round of artillery bombardment was in vain, and the Killing Sentinels didn't even scratch the outer shell.

A round of energy beam fire was useless. The shells of the Killing Sentinels were only slightly melted. They were designed with the most extreme working environment in mind. High temperature and electromagnetic interference caused by energy weapons were useless to them.

Then there was another round of concentrated fire from the combat machinery responsible for fire support in the infantry squad, and the sky full of micro-missiles plowed through the area where the Killing Sentinels were, but to no avail.

"This is the current situation on Terra." Qin Mo glanced at Nagase Ken, "On other planets, our current level of force is enough to conquer a fortress, but on Terra we are fighting against a black man in the hands of a warlord. Technology comes and goes.”

Nagase Ken nodded helplessly: "Our time is still too tight."

"Indeed, we..."

Halfway through Qin Mo's words, an officer on the front line ordered the fire support combat machine to launch a special warhead.

Compared to the previous earth-shattering bombardment, this attack was like a small incident. It was just a miniature missile carrying a special warhead that was launched.

But the effect is good.

Micro-missiles exploded above the heads of the Killing Sentinels, and then the mining machines, along with the barren land beneath them, were permanently stripped from real space, leaving only the smooth, circular pits in the ground as proof of their existence.

"Very good." Qin Mo nodded with satisfaction, "I designed a lot of weapons and equipment for them. There are more than a dozen warheads for micro-missiles. They should learn to use different weapons and equipment according to the situation."

The atmosphere in the chamber became much more relaxed because the soldiers had made the right choice.

"You will watch the next battle to attack the warlord's territory." Qin Mo ordered Nagase Ken, then looked at an old man in the corner of the meeting hall who was silent from beginning to end, "I have to talk to another messenger from the Lord of Thunder. Talk."

The old man in the corner, who was Macado, saluted with neither humility nor arrogance after hearing Qin Mo's words, and then followed Qin Mo out of the meeting hall.