Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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Two weeks later.

Mountain defense line.

The new headquarters was established in a huge fortress designed by Perturabo himself and built on the steepest mountain.

The originals who arrived at the headquarters by transport plane from various areas of the defense line to attend the meeting were in the steel room, gathered around the steel conference table, and sat on steel chairs.

Not all the Primarchs are here, there are still a few who have not arrived.

After another transport plane flew into the fortress and landed on the tarmac deep inside, the person the Primarchs were waiting for arrived.

Guilliman, Lorgar, Ferus, the three original bodies walked into the conference room with Qin Mo.

The Primarchs saw the three brothers who had been ordered by Horus to stay outside the defense lines to stall for time, looking disgraced.

They were as unscathed as their legions.

Qin Mo helped three of their legions, but was on the way to retreat to the defense line.

"Very well done, Perturabo." Qin Mo motioned the standing primarchs to sit down, and then immediately praised Perturabo, "The Achaemenids think you and your legion are heroes, although The methods were a little rough, but the Achaemenids didn’t complain about you.”

Perturabo nodded silently, the words "I don't care" seemed to be written on his face.

As for what he was thinking, no one could guess.

"Luo Bao told me your plan." Qin Mo sat down and looked at Horus, "You all know that I am not a strategic genius, but I think this is the best plan."

Horus smiled and nodded.

"Let's talk about the war." Qin Mo said, "The teleportation technology and all the strategic facilities on Terra's orbit are used by the main force. The teleportation and orbital facilities prepared for you will be put into use soon, but at the moment, after all, you can't act like The troops on the eastern front also airborne or teleported directly."

With that said, Qin Mo took out a document.

Documents waiting to be filled out.

"Considering the current war situation, we should either transfer a part of the main force here, or cancel the inspection process of transmission and orbital facilities and put them into use directly."

"Now the war on the Achaemenid Empire has expanded. Some clever people fled the Caucasus and joined the warlords of the Pan-Pacific Empire to participate in the attack. The tyrants of Indonesia and West Asia sent their proud large-scale air force to support the Pan-Pacific Empire. Pacific Empire."

"We need support here."

Qin Mo took the pen handed over by Luo Jia and tapped the pen tip on the document.

After a pause, he added: "If you military commanders think it is urgently necessary."

No Primarch expressed need.

This is not only due to their need to prove their ability, but also because of the influence of the heirs in the legion.

If the original body also considers strategic matters and makes careful choices, then the Astartes will not think so much. They just want to use a pure victory to prove that the Legion of Astartes is not weaker than the Thunder Warriors.

Assuming that there is such a vote to let the Lord of Flame leave the Achaemenid Empire immediately to continue researching the hyperdrive, then the result of the vote is 99% to let him leave, because the Lord of Flame will be considered as coming here. It was to favor the Astartes and the Primarchs, and to provide them with the help they needed to turn the tide of the war.

"Okay." Qin Mo saw what the original bodies were thinking and put down his pen.

The Primarchs looked at each other and smiled.

But Qin Mo immediately took out another document.

The cover of the document is a gear, and the gear contains flames and lightning.

This is a document about the Titan Legion.

This time Qin Mo did not consult the original bodies, but directly signed the transfer order: "In any case, you lack real heavy-duty war machines, so you must accept the Titan Legion's support order."

"A new Titan Legion will be deployed in the Achaemenid Empire to assist you in fighting. Cooperate well with them."

After signing the order, Qin Mo took back the documents.

The Primarchs had no objection to this decision, as they did need the assistance of giant war machines like the Titans.

In any case, as long as part of the main force is not mobilized and those thunder warriors do not come to assist in the battle, it will be fine.

The Primarchs want to prove themselves and the Astartes, but Qin Mo is not entirely up to them now.

The comparison between the two sides can only be said to be based on the sheer number of troops, and it can be said that they are weak against strong. The staff officers and the main control intelligence concluded through various inferences that the Pan-Pacific Empire's vigorous attack on the Achaemenid Empire would not last, because even if allies joined the war, the Pan-Pacific Empire was retreating on another battlefield.

It was impossible for Horus not to be aware of this, but he still formulated an extremely prudent strategy, instead of choosing to confront the enemy head-on outside the mountain defense line until the enemy chose to deploy troops from the Achaemenid Empire.

In this first war in which the Primarchs personally participated, their performance had been perfect.

This was a war in which the final result was the best in terms of casualties, number of enemies annihilated, and military achievements. They made the best choice.

"This war will end soon, not just here in Achaemenids."

Qin Mo stood up.

"Ms. Aisha asks me about your situation every day. She misses you very much. She will spend more time with her after this whole war is over and you return victoriously."

"This war will be a victory that belongs only to you, and I am going to prepare for the larger wars you may face in the future."