Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 1171 What Really Matters
Horus discussed a strategic plan with his brothers.

A plan that would take a mortal man days or even weeks to prepare, these Primarchs could coordinate in less than an hour.

The responsibilities of the Primarchs had already been assigned during the discussion, and the only thing Horus needed to say was about the Lord of Flame's arrangements in the next strategy.

"Uncle." Horus came to the conference table and said very solemnly, "I personally hope that you can move in the enemy-occupied areas and rescue civilians. Magnus said that he saw that all the Achaemenids were imprisoned, so they did not disperse."

"Of course." Qin Mo nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Obviously, Dur, who was sitting opposite, was also happy that Qin Mo could go to rescue the Achaemenids in person.

"Our uncle can destroy an armored corps with just a wave of his hand," Perturabo said solemnly, "and you asked him to save people. This is neither wise nor in line with his position. You treat our uncle as a minor role like a medic. Why can't you let Old Five and his motorcycle warriors save people?"

Hearing his brother's words, Chagatai nodded in agreement. He also felt that it was not appropriate for the Lord of Flame to save people like a medic in this war.

"There's nothing inappropriate about it." Qin Mo spoke for Horus, "Perhaps you think that someone like me should stay at the back and make the final move at a critical moment, because this would be in line with my status."

"But I can move quickly and unnoticed alone. I can evacuate the civilians before the poison gas in the prison is released, and then chop off the heads of the Pan-Pacifics."

"Compared to human life, everything else is insignificant."

After saying that, Qin Mo looked at Horus and said, "Just do as you arranged. I told you to treat me as a high-level combat unit."

Horus nodded.

"Advanced combat units should be used to quickly resolve wars." Perturabo muttered.

"If this were the Eastern Front, I would agree with your idea." Qin Mo smiled and shook his head, "But this is not the battlefield. This is the first battlefield where you and Astartes fought. You can easily deal with the enemy, so you should also come up with a perfect answer. Don't let others say that I'm giving you special treatment."

It was hard for Horus not to agree with Qin Mo's words. His suggestion to let this uncle rescue civilians was more than just a consideration of the war level.

This is the ability that a military leader must possess, not just simply considering the war level.

Everything that needed to be decided had been decided. In order to resolve the threat facing the Achaemenid Empire as soon as possible, the primarchs immediately led their legions to attack the areas occupied by the Pan-Pacific Empire.

The Achaemenids were stunned by the efficiency of these legions.

Their mortal troops will not take part in the attack as they need to rest.

The Astartes had been cleaning up the battlefield after the battle in the capital. They did not sit down to rest, but immediately gathered and set out on the march after receiving the order to go to battle.

This is not something that can be achieved simply by having a strong physique and almost endless physical strength.

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A prison somewhere.

Soldiers from the Pan-Pacific Empire were packing everything they wanted to take with them, and everything that would help them leave something behind in this foreign land.

Heavy machine guns were mounted with ammunition belts, and a bipedal war vehicle was equipped with incendiary weapons.

As a powerful force on Terra, the Pan-Pacific Empire not only has a strong army, but also an advanced communication system. Everyone in the occupied area has learned that they have been attacked by a group of modified warriors.

The battle lines were collapsing, and it was only a matter of time before the occupied areas returned to the hands of the Achaemenid Empire. The Pan-Pacific Empire's troops in the prison needed to be evacuated, and then they would leave countless corpses and souls on this land.

But even as the soldiers in the prison closest to the front line were making preparations, a silent force permeated every corner.

Where the soldiers could not notice, the temperature dropped sharply and frost condensed.

The next second, all the soldiers' heads exploded one by one at the same time, and every soldier of the Pan-Pacific Empire stationed in this prison turned into a headless corpse kneeling on the ground.

"Your psychic powers are the second strongest of all the psychics I have ever seen."

Qin Mo and Dur walked towards the prison gate with swagger.

The soldiers on the sentry posts were turned into headless corpses. They no longer had to worry about anything, no need to sneak in, and no need to assassinate anyone.

In fact, there was no need to sneak in for the assassination, even if Dur didn't have to follow.

Qin Mo had a simpler and more direct method, but Durr felt that if Qin Mo fell from the sky and crashed into the prison, the soldiers would be alerted. Even if they died one second after becoming alert, it would be enough time for a soldier to press the button to detonate a bomb or release poison gas.

Then the Achaemenids would die.

Therefore, Durr strongly suggested that he should perform this kind of silent killing to ensure that the enemy was killed before they could react.

"There are always psychics who are much stronger than me." Dur said modestly, "But for psychics, the most important thing is not whether their psychic power is strong or not, but whether it is stable or not."

Dur walked into the prison, walked to a huge pit, took out a dagger and cut the huge rope net covering the pit.

When the civilians in the pit saw Dur, they were in disbelief and ecstatic, then quickly climbed out of the pit using a human ladder.

Qin Mo noticed that the Achaemenids were indeed different from other humans on Terra who were not under the jurisdiction of a unified alliance.

The strong men among the civilians first built a human ladder to carry the elderly and children to the ground.

In their culture, the elderly are wise and children are the future.

Then it was the women, and then the strong men climbed out one by one, until finally everyone made a makeshift tool and pulled the men who were building a human ladder out of the pit.

"The emblem will guide you." Dur raised his hand and released psychic energy. The emperor's emblem on the old man's waist released light, which guided to a safe road that could bypass the battle site between Astartes and the Pan-Pacific Empire.

The civilians saluted and hurried away.

Qin Mo and Dur went to the next prison.

While being dragged by Qin Mo to fly, Durr told about something he knew about psychic instability.

"My mentor, a powerful psychic," Durr said. "When I was a child, he taught me about psychic powers. Then one day when we were in class, he demonstrated how to call on psychic powers, and then at that moment, his head exploded."

"It's okay, at least it didn't blow a hole in reality." Qin Mo said without surprise.

(End of this chapter)