Over the next period of time, various positions on the defense line continued to receive weapons and equipment, and Duncan and Albert also received enough power armor to arm everyone.
But power armor and other weapons and equipment are still being delivered continuously.
Outside the fortress, Albert sat on a piece of metal, silently watching the logistics machinery searching for materials on the battlefield.
The materials they found were old weapons and equipment that the soldiers had replaced before.
Those black spherical creatures floated in front of the weapons and equipment, scanned them first, and after confirming that they were not weapons and equipment improved or independently manufactured by Qin Mo, they projected light beams to decompose the weapons and equipment.
The weapons and equipment on the ground were gradually disappearing. Albert couldn't see where the decomposed things went. He speculated that they might have entered the stomachs of these black balls.
Because these black balls immediately gathered together, lined up in a long row and projected beams of light at the empty ground, and then a brand new weapon gradually emerged in the beams of light.
"Creation printing technology." Albert murmured, observing, analyzing, trying to determine through guesswork how the materials were decomposed and how the decomposed materials were reassembled into reality by the light beam projected into reality.
But it is impossible to guess at all, because there is no basis for guessing. The process of decomposing and manufacturing logistics machinery seems so abstract, like witchcraft and magic.
"You're sitting here in a daze again?"
His friend's voice came from behind, and Albert turned around and saw Duncan.
"This place is 200 meters away from the fortress. The rebels may appear nearby at any time. It is dangerous for you to stay here in a daze all the time." Duncan sat next to Albert and reminded him with a frown.
Albert looked up at the sky. He could only see the endless darkness and the huge winding pipes. He said, "If the rebels appear, I will fight them until I can free myself from this gloomy and dark cesspool."
Duncan remained silent.
He knew that his friend had always had a slight tendency towards self-destruction, and that this tendency became more serious in the desperate situation, but was suppressed by the responsibility of the regiment commander to be responsible for his soldiers.
Now no one on the defense line is as eager as Albert to launch a counterattack against Qin Mo, because he can legitimately die in battle at the beginning of the counterattack.
"While you were in a daze, I used the communicator to contact the 47th Regiment." Duncan changed the subject.
Albert's deep, numb pupils became lively, and he immediately asked, "Has the counterattack begun?"
"No, it's us survivors who need to expand our organization." Duncan then relayed what he heard from the communicator.
The number of personnel in all existing regiments will be expanded to 10,000, and each regiment must have 10,000 combat-ready soldiers.
In addition, all our regiments will be reorganized into one legion, and Qin Mo will naturally be the legion commander.
Duncan reminded Albert again that he had called Qin Mo by his name before because he did not have a military position yet, but now that he had proclaimed himself the legion commander and had been recognized by everyone, he had to call him by his military rank.
Albert was puzzled when he heard the decision: "Weapons and equipment can be easily manufactured, but how can we manufacture people? Our two regiments together have less than 10,000 people. Where can we find soldiers?"
Just as Duncan was about to reply, Albert suddenly remembered that there were still more than 300,000 people in Cato City: "I see, they must be going to Cato to recruit soldiers, right?"
"Yes." Duncan nodded. "I just learned that Cato's new city construction plan is being formulated. After learning about the new Cato construction plan, the civilians decided to personally reward the legion commander. They have been recruited and will soon go to various positions."
"I see." Albert nodded thoughtfully.
He had never been to Cato nor participated in the defense of Cato, but the civilians of the Bottom Nest definitely had combat capability. They had food and weapons and equipment. It was just not easy to gain their loyalty. But as long as he could gain their loyalty, it was equivalent to having an army with its own dry food.
"Great." Albert looked into the distance, "I have a feeling that all of this is in preparation for a counterattack. After months of preparation, we are finally going to start the counterattack!"
"Yes." Duncan thought so too.
The two of them didn't say anything after that, just stared at the metal wilderness ahead.
Until Albert suddenly turned around and looked at the logistics machine, pointed at it and said: "If I am turned into ashes by that thing, can you tell Qin...Legion Commander to throw my ashes into the world outside the hive city?"
"But we are in the bottom nest, what can he do..."
"He knows magic and all kinds of advanced technology, can't he make a slingshot to shoot my ashes out?"
"Okay. If you die in battle, I will."
Duncan agreed to his friend's request.
...
late at night.
Duncan was shaken awake from his deep sleep and looked blankly at the two soldiers in front of the bed.
One soldier was his guard and the other was Albert's guard.
"Do you know where our captain has gone?" asked Albert's guard.
Duncan rubbed his face to wake himself up, then asked, "I remember Albert was still in a daze outside the fortress during dinner. Didn't you go to look for him?"
"I went there, but couldn't find it. All of our men in the regiment wore power armor and searched within a 500-meter radius around the fortress, but we didn't find a single shadow." The guard answered tremblingly.
Duncan woke up instantly, put on his clothes quickly, rushed out of the room, and headed straight for the weapons storage where the power armor was stored.
Seeing how nervous he was, Albert's guards guessed the result, but they couldn't believe it: "You don't think our leader was kidnapped by the enemy, do you?"
"Of course not. The fort's firing positions are always manned. If the rebels appear nearby, they will definitely be seen." Duncan said as he walked.
The guard breathed a sigh of relief, but Duncan's next words made him even more worried.
"Albert should have left the position on his own."
"As for the reason... the rebels have psychics. It's not surprising that anything could happen in the area beyond the reach of the psychic suppressors in the fortress."
"I warned that bastard not to go to a secluded place and just stare blankly. Damn it..."
As he spoke, Duncan walked into the armory, came to the bracket where the power armor was hung, and began to put on the power armor himself.
"I'll go with you," said the guard.
"Are you a scout?" Duncan asked. "You're only a burden to me if you follow me."
After putting on the power armor, Duncan immediately walked out of the armory and rushed out of the fortress alone, releasing biological scans while moving forward in the shadows.
The range radius of the biological scan is 500 meters. After the scan is completed, only a large number of dense red dots can be seen inside the fortress.
Duncan continued to move forward, changing direction from time to time to run to another place, scanning all the time.