Night.
When the news of the victory of the decapitation operation during the day was announced, the front line had already advanced one hundred kilometers.
The combined forces regiment commanded by Duncan was marching too fast and had to stop at dusk to wait for friendly forces.
Today was undoubtedly a good day for the ground troops, as they did achieve victory.
But as they sat around the campfire waiting for food, everyone's faces showed excitement but also a bit of daze.
"Did we win too easily?"
"I thought this was a fight to the death."
"Emperor bless you, we have indeed achieved victory."
While his subordinates were discussing the outcome of the battle, Duncan recalled what happened during the day.
Advance.
These two words were enough to sum up the entire day and the first victory since the launch of the full-scale counterattack.
The rebel resistance was fierce at first, then became particularly fierce, then their front suddenly collapsed, and only the frantic escape of the rebels could be found on the march.
If Duncan wanted to write a memoir, he could only write one sentence:
We are advancing, advancing under the cover of unmanned artillery units and a large number of drones, advancing non-stop, we are clearing out the enemies that survived the bombing, and we are occupying key areas one after another.
"When we have strong firepower and are well prepared, our battle should be so smooth. I don't believe in genius command tactics and strategy, and I don't like to gamble with the enemy in war. I only believe in the strongest weapons and equipment, the most fierce firepower, and the strongest armor."
A voice interrupted the discussion.
When the soldiers sitting around the campfire heard the sound, they all stood up and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
Qin Mo and his guards wearing royal power armor walked over from not far away.
Everyone immediately gathered around Qin Mo and respectfully performed the Sky Eagle Salute to him.
Qin Mo's eyes swept through the crowd and finally landed on Duncan: "I heard about your heroic performance during the day. You were the first to lead the troops here, and you also wiped out many rebels on the way. Well done."
"Your recognition is an honor to me and my soldiers." Duncan was very happy to be recognized. "We already know about your deeds in carrying out the decapitation plan. If you hadn't annihilated the rebel leader, we wouldn't have been able to advance so smoothly."
"I have to admit that it is true." Qin Mo nodded with a smile, then began to look at the other people present and continued walking forward.
Duncan followed silently behind, wondering why Qin Mo came in person.
There must be an important combat mission.
"Do you need anything?" Qin Mo turned around and asked Duncan.
"We just need more to annihilate the rebels," Duncan replied.
"This is your idea. You are not a psychic, and you cannot see through the thoughts of all your subordinates. Now let them answer me." Qin Mo said.
Then the soldiers gathered in front of Qin Mo and made requests at once.
Many people have expressed the hope of adding backpacks to their power armor, some have expressed the hope of having batteries with larger capacity for their power armor, and some have expressed the hope of getting some wine after the end of a phased battle.
After the soldiers put forward various requests, a guard named Andrada wearing a royal guard power armor wrote down these requests.
Anrida is one of the survivors of the 44th Regiment. His original job was to be Bull's clerk, so he is very good at this job.
"I will ensure that all your requests will be met." Qin Mo said to everyone.
This is not an exaggeration, but it is really possible.
For logistics machinery that uses material printing technology for production, these requirements are easy enough.
After recording everyone's needs, Qin Mo said to Duncan: "My purpose of coming here is to inspect and ask about your needs. Next, you just need to do what you should do, which is to attack and occupy."
"Yes." Duncan stood at attention and saluted.
At this time, the transport plane had already flown overhead. The impact generated by the anti-gravity engine was not great, and the people present could only hear its buzzing sound.
"Keep up your fighting spirit and stay efficient." Qin Mo gave his final instructions, turned around and led his guards to jump onto the transport plane and leave for the location of the next regiment.
This idea of showing up after the war was not Qin Mo's own idea, but was proposed by Klein.
Klein thought that by visiting each regiment one by one and giving the soldiers some benefits, he could consolidate his authority in the army.
Since the Guards Power Armor had appeared everywhere in the previous process of integrating the defense line, the soldiers were also happy to see the appearance of these Guards Power Armor.
However, the biggest benefit of showing up everywhere is to stabilize people's hearts. After all, Qin Mo will be researching weapons against gene stealers next, and it is impossible for him to appear in the war in person, at least in the short term.
...
After spending an entire Terra day running through all the troops, Qin Mo returned to his cave laboratory in the fortress.
While putting the blood drawn from the patriarch into the material analysis machine and waiting for the results, Qin Mo fell into deep thought as he watched the machine he made run.
He was not thinking about weapons, but about decapitation.
The Genestealer leader had psychic powers far superior to any other individual, but he was unable to even use them in combat.
It really wanted to use its psychic power, but every time it tried to mobilize it it seemed to be interrupted, and every attempt ended with it falling to the ground.
The patriarch seemed to be silenced.
Qin Mo knew very well that it was not his own power that caused this situation, because although he was immune to the mental influence of psychic energy, he could not move the black stone and could not prevent the release of psychic energy.
Otherwise, the bishop coming from behind would not be able to release his spiritual power.
Who exactly interfered with the patriarch?
Ding ding ding!
The analysis results have come out while I was thinking.
The analysis results of up to hundreds of thousands of words were displayed on the screen of the analysis machine. Qin Mo stopped thinking about those strange things and walked to the screen to check the results.
The information on the screen was scrolling rapidly. After Qin Mo finished reading it, he came to a conclusion.
It was the right decision to extract biological tissue from the patriarch rather than other Genestealer individuals. The genetic information in it far exceeded that of other hybrid individuals and was the most comprehensive. Weapons made using its genes would inevitably have the widest striking range.
But the Genestealer Chieftain is also constantly adapting to changes, and its genes have changed as it adapted to the environment of the Tyrone Hive.
To put it simply, the patriarch's genes can be used to make weapons, which can indeed have the effect of ending the war.
However, this weapon is only applicable in the environment of the Tyrone Hive. Even on other planets in the same galaxy, if there are gene stealers on other planets, it is unlikely to be effective.
Because just the difference in air concentration or pollution level can cause many changes in the genes of the gene stealer leader.
"Who made you?"
"What a masterpiece."
Qin Mo turned his head and stared at all the biological tissues coming from the patriarch, sighing from the bottom of his heart.
Qin Mo even began to think that if he wanted to create a biological weapon species, if he could, he would create a biological weapon like the Gene Stealer Patriarch.
If the Genestealer leader can be called a masterpiece, then the Tyranids must be called a masterpiece of ingenuity.
It cannot be ruled out that the Tyranids are a naturally evolved race, but the probability is extremely small, unless the evolutionary environment of the Tyranids is very perfect.
For example, they were born on a planet where the environment often undergoes drastic changes, and they had to evolve in a short period of time to adapt to the environment and evolve into the skills they are best at.
"Let's focus on the things at hand." Qin Mo cleared his mind and focused on researching and making weapons.