...
the next day.
Except for Qin Mo, all the other people wearing the Royal Guards power armor gathered together and went deep into the rear of the rebels' sphere of influence.
It is very rare for all five people to be mobilized.
"What are the orders, Commander?" Grot walked beside Gray, looked at the flamethrower-like thing in his hand, and asked in confusion.
Just as Gray was the only one present who had the new weapon, Qin Mo only told him the order and asked him to convey it when he gathered with others.
"The order is simple." Gray picked up the weapon in his hand. "This is a thing similar to a flamethrower, but it has been modified to spray liquid. We have to find the rebels and then spray them."
"..." After hearing Gray's detailed explanation, Groot and the others were all confused and looked at each other, completely unable to understand what this meant.
"So this is a test for new weapons, right?" Andrada asked.
"Yes and no." Gray shook his head. "In fact, this weapon is the final version. We are using it, not testing it. Of course, we also have the responsibility to observe the effects."
This is even more confusing.
It was not until Andraida brainstormed for a while that he asked the most critical question: "This should be a weapon against the rebels, but I don't understand why we have to spray it on individual rebels. It will only kill a few rebels at most, and it won't be of much use, right?"
Gray wanted to continue explaining, but his mouth was not very smooth and he could only remain silent.
Although Qin Mo said that this weapon could be sprayed on any rebel individual, Gray still thought it would be better to find some more advanced rebel individuals.
That's why he led his team to the rear of the rebels' territory.
Everyone continued to move forward.
After marching about twelve kilometers, Gray stopped in front of a house, and the others also stopped and prepared for battle.
Biological detection showed that there were a large number of rebels hiding in the house. These rebels were all gathered together and no one knew what they were doing.
"Seal every window and every door." Gray walked towards the building with insecticide.
Grote blocked the door with a gravity hammer, and the others stood by the window.
The rebels in the house were all praying and did not realize that they were surrounded.
They surrounded a handsome male statue with four arms, and knelt and bowed in devotion.
"Good opportunity." Gray pushed away Andrada who was standing by the window and set up the weapon containing insecticide on the windowsill.
This is a thing that is very similar to a flamethrower, but also a bit like a sniper rifle, and it looks very cool.
Before firing, Gray couldn't help but imagine the power of the weapon. He wondered if once he fired, a torrent of energy would spray onto the rebels, and then they would be instantly corroded into residue by the insecticide?
"Stop wasting time and shoot!" Grote urged.
Gray immediately pulled the trigger.
Zi------
A stream of blue liquid drew an arc in the air and landed accurately on the back of a rebel infantryman.
The infantryman scratched his back and turned to look out the window.
Eyes met.
Gray quickly fired the remaining insecticide, then ran away with Groot who wanted to fight.
"Why can't we kill them all?" Grote asked dissatisfiedly.
"Because we may need time for the pesticide to take effect," Gray replied.
After seeing these people wearing the Royal Guards power armor, the rebels in the house immediately stopped praying and ran towards Gray and the others.
Gray walked the rebels like dogs, observing their condition as he ran.
These rebels followed and ran for a long time, and then suddenly something strange happened.
Some people experience sudden swelling in their feet, some in their chests, and some in their heads.
Then other parts began to swell.
Until they burst like balloons and turned into a pool of blue liquid.
"The Emperor is above."
"The insecticide is pretty effective..."
"If these were mass-produced and used as flamethrowers, wouldn't it be more efficient to clear buildings?"
Grote and the others were discussing the effectiveness of this weapon, but Gray did not interrupt.
Gray clearly remembered that he had only hit a small number of the rebel infantrymen. The rest were not hit by the pesticide, but they still died.
"Guys." Gray said slowly, "This weapon is more powerful than we thought. This will be the first and last time we use it."
"Well, because these are the only rebels we are facing, right?" Grote laughed.
Gray didn't explain much, turned around and led the team away.
On the way back on the transport plane, no one remembered what Gray said. Everyone except Gray believed that the pesticide would be mass-produced and put into service.
Until a transport plane flew over a battlefield.
Grote actually saw a rebel infantryman explode into blue liquid on the battlefield.
He thought it was an illusion.
But then came the second, the third...
"Are there any other people using pesticides besides us?" Grote asked.
"No, we used the prototype." Gray shook his head.
Grote lowered his head in thought.
...
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Qin Mo sat in a cave underground in the fortress, checking the eyewitness reports collected from the front line.
All regiments reported seeing rebels they were fighting dissolving into liquid, and after advancing into new areas, they would also see signs of the dissolution of rebels in local buildings and desecrated churches.
All this proves that the insecticide is very effective.
There is no need to make any further adjustments to the pesticides, just wait for the rebels to gradually disappear.
During this waiting time, Qin Mo plans to research anti-psyker technology.
The samples and experimental subjects used for research are naturally the psyker Vanessa.
"How do pesticides work? Why can they spread so quickly? Don't the rebels isolate the infected individuals?" Vanessa was tied to the operating table, talking non-stop.
Qin Mo was disgusted with psychics themselves, let alone this one being a talkative psyker.
When Vanessa saw that Qin Mo's face was not very good, she quickly shut her mouth. These days, she could vaguely hear a voice asking her to compromise and comply.
Qin Mo did a biological scan on Vanessa and then carefully looked at the scan information.
"You are a genius in biology and engineering, so why do you know nothing about psyker powers?" Vanessa asked.
"Shut up, psyker." Qin Mo lowered his head and continued to check the information, but in his heart he had to admit that Vanessa was right, he knew nothing about psyker powers.
Qin Mo knew clearly that the reason he could create the Royal Guards power armor and other weapons and equipment was not because he had these technologies in his genes like the greenskins, but because he could learn while researching, which was probably the effect of self-enlightenment.
But when it comes to studying psyker power, Qin Mo feels like he's trudging through a quagmire.
"Let me teach you." Vanessa said.
"Forget it." Qin Mo thought Vanessa was just talking nonsense.