After Gray took the other person out to reconnoitre, the rest of the people either continued to watch Qin Mo perform the creation magic, or looked for other things that might be used in the position.
It turned out that the search was too general, and there were many things on the position that had not been collected.
For example, the power armor worn by the soldiers of the Bull Guard.
These power armors have been shredded, and at first glance they look no different from tattered, which is why they were left out before.
"I don't know where I've gone, but all his guards have been killed, and I've found the only piece of power armor that's still intact." The two soldiers walked towards Qin Mo with half of the power armor in their arms and put it on the ground.
Then someone asked, "Shall we go to Boole?"
"There's no need." Qin Mo stared at the power armor and shook his head slowly, and slapped the chainsaw sword on his waist again, "His chainsaw sword is in my hand, he himself should have become a torn piece of biological tissue on the battlefield, the emperor doesn't know where he went."
After speaking, Qin Mo focused on studying the power armor in front of him.
Almost as soon as he saw the power armor, the principle and structure of this thing appeared in Qin Mo's mind, and this power armor was an export commodity of the Tyrone galaxy in addition to the population and psionic collar.
These power armors are all handmade by the craftsman families of the nest in the world of the nest, and the power armor is called Richard-1, which is very expensive, but its performance is estimated to be the worst power armor used by mortals in the entire human empire.
"Can you make this?"
When a soldier asked Qin Mo, all the other people present looked at Qin Mo, expecting him to say yes.
Although the Power Armor produced by the Richard family is not very good, it is still a Power Armor.
Qin Mo didn't say a word, still staring at the power armor.
The structure of this power armor and the secret technology it applied to the Richard family, which had been passed down from generation to generation, were like children's toys in Qin Mo's eyes, which he could not only imitate but also improve.
However, more than the power armor itself, Qin Mo cared more about the terrifying wounds on the power armor.
Instead of bullets or lasers, the power armor was pierced with claws, and the chest of the power armor was inlaid with twenty millimeters of alloy armor to protect the heart, and it was torn to shreds.
This proves that there was a pure-blooded genestealer in the melee just now.
The purer the bloodline in the gene stealer group, the stronger it is, not to mention tearing the power armor, or tearing the Terminator armor worn by elite space marines.
"We need to be careful." Qin Mo looked up at the soldiers, "If you see an enemy crawling on the ground without a weapon, you must immediately turn on the gravity shield and notify me."
"Yes." The soldiers nodded in unison. But they didn't understand why Qin Mo's thinking jumped so much, and he suddenly jumped from the matter of power armor to the matter of the enemy.
"I can make a copy of this power armor, but these rags are no longer usable, so let's wait until we find more metal materials later." Qin Mo said again.
It's not just power armor.
In Qin Mo's vision, he would use his scientific research talent to arm the entire team as much as possible, regardless of the cost.
Because the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the planetary defense force can only be said to be stronger than that of civilians, and it is very likely that more soldiers will not be found for a long time in the future, then the combat effectiveness of these people can only be strengthened through weapons and equipment.
"Allies have been found!" Gray rushed back and shouted to Qin Mo.
"Let's go." Qin Mo put the gravity shield on his back and turned to leave the position.
...
Meanwhile.
One kilometer north of the 44th Regiment's position, local Planetary Defense Force soldiers were fighting the rebels.
The soldiers were stationed in a ten-story metal building, and most were assigned to defend the front and back entrances of the building, while the rest stood by the windows on each floor and fired at the rebels.
By analyzing the intelligence provided by the scouts, the officers concluded that the rebels numbered at least 20,000 people, twenty times more than their own
Had it not been for the sudden and inexplicable retreat of most of the rebels before, the number of people attacking the building would have at least tripled or even quadrupled by now.
The rebel soldiers are strange-looking and mixed with monsters, but they are not stupid, and their infantry is heavily surrounded by tanks, pushing forward under a hail of bullets.
Every ten meters of advancement, the tank would stop, turn the turret and aim it at the building's window to fire a shot.
Sometimes the shells hit the metal walls and then bounce off, and sometimes with a bit of luck, they can go straight into the windows.
After gradually marching to a position seventy meters from the main entrance of the building, the tank stopped shooting at the window, but turned the turret to aim at the main entrance and opened fire.
There are a large number of bulletproof bunkers in the hall on the first floor, and even if the shells are hit, they will not hurt the people hiding behind the bunkers at all, but they can prevent them from leaning out from behind the bunkers to fight back.
"Attack, attack!" A commander with a big purple head opened the hatch and came out, shouting orders at the surrounding soldiers.
After watching the soldiers leave the perimeter of the tank and rush to the main entrance, the commander got into the car and personally operated the tank gun, aiming at the main entrance.
He saw the soldiers rush into the first floor, then be harvested in pieces by the logging guns that were suddenly lifted from behind the bunker.
The commander smiled and opened fire, and the shells entered the first floor and exploded, and after the explosion, all the people and heavy weapons who stood up behind the bunker to fight back were all blown up by shrapnel.
"For the sake of the Evolution Sect!" The commander is crazy about shouting.
But just as he was about to completely empty the first floor in the same way, he suddenly heard a woman's voice suddenly appear in his head.
"There are psykers and five other people who have suddenly joined the battle, and the troops you deployed at the back door have not stopped them, they have already entered the building."
This is a reminder from the bishop of the Evolutionary Sect.
The commander had agreed with the bishop before the battle that he could drive the tank into battle himself, but that he would have to retreat immediately if he received psionic communications.
"I'll back off immediately." The commander tapped the driver on the shoulder, "Back off, brother."
The tank went from moving slowly to slowly retreating.
The commander stared at the first floor inside the main entrance through a viewing glass, ready to fire at any moment.
Soon he saw six people running out of the cover, the leader of which was holding a chainsaw sword in his right hand and a scepter in his left.
"Die." The commander opened fire decisively.
Qin Mo, who was running, immediately raised his scepter, temporarily distorting the physical laws of the cannonball.
The shell suddenly stopped, then changed from forward to backwards, flew back into the barrel and exploded.
The commander sitting in the tank was not injured by this, because a psionic barrier stood in front of him.
When the crew members were blown apart, the commander and the ammunition rack survived.
"Psykers." Qin Mo continued to run, his gaze began to scan all the enemies in his sight, looking for the figure of the rebel psychic.
While searching for the rebel psyker, Qin Mo approached the tank and opened the gravity shield, instantly crushing the tank into a flat piece of metal.