Chapter 36 Effect

...

the next day.

Except for Qin Mo, the rest of the people wearing the power armor of the imperial guards all gathered, and the lone army went deep into the rear of the rebel army's sphere of influence.

It is very rare that all five people are dispatched.

"What's the order of the Legion Commander?" Grote walked beside Gray, looking at the thing that looked like a flamethrower in his hand, and asked in doubt.

Just like Gray was the only one holding the new weapon among the people present, Qin Mo only told him the order and asked him to convey it when he assembled with the others.

"The order is very simple." Gray picked up the weapon in his hand, "This is something like a flamethrower, but it has been modified to spray liquid. We need to find the rebels and spray it."

"..." After hearing Gray's detailed explanation, Grote and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, completely unable to understand what this meant.

"So this is a test for a new weapon, right?" Arida asked.

"Yes, and no." Gray shook his head. "Actually, this weapon is the final version. We use it instead of testing it. Of course, we also have the duty to observe the effect."

This is even more confusing.

After brainstorming for a while, Andruida asked the most critical question: "This should be a weapon against the rebels, but what I don't understand is why we spray it on individual rebels. It will kill a few rebels at most, and it's not very useful?"

Gray wanted to continue explaining, but his mouth was really uncomfortable, so he could only keep silent in the end.

Although Qin Mo said that it would be fine to spray this weapon on any rebel individual, Gray still thought it would be better to find some more advanced rebel individuals.

That's why he led the team to the rear of the rebel sphere of influence.

The crowd moved on.

After traveling about twelve kilometers, Gray stopped in front of a house, and the others also stopped, ready to fight.

Biological detection showed that there were a large number of rebels hiding in the house. These rebels were all gathered together, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Block every window, every door." Gray walked towards the building carrying the insecticide.

Grote stood in front of the door with a gravity hammer, and the others stood by the window.

The rebels in the house were praying and did not realize that they were surrounded.

They kowtowed devoutly around a handsome male statue with four arms.

"Good opportunity." Gray pushed away Anruida who was standing by the window, and set up the weapon containing the insecticide on the window edge.

This is a thing that is very similar to a flamethrower, but it is a bit like a sniper rifle, and its appearance looks very cool.

Gray couldn't help imagining the power of this weapon before shooting, imagining whether a torrent of energy would spray on the rebels once he shot, and then they would be corroded into residue by insecticide in an instant?

"Stop the ink, and shoot!" Grote urged.

Gray immediately pulled the trigger.

Nourishes—

A blue liquid drew an arc in the air and landed precisely on the back of a rebel infantryman.

The infantryman turned his head and looked out the window, scratching his back.

Four eyes facing each other.

Gray quickly launched the remaining insecticide, and then ran away immediately with Grote who wanted to fight.

"Why can't we kill them all?" Grote asked dissatisfied.

"Because we may need time to wait for the insecticide to take effect." Gray replied.

After seeing these people in the power armor of the guards, the rebels in the house immediately stopped praying and ran towards Gray and the others.

Gray walked the rebels like a dog, watching them as they ran.

These rebels followed for a long time, and then a sudden change occurred.

Some people have sudden swellings in their feet, others in their chests, and still others in their heads.

Then other parts start to swell too.

Until they burst like balloons and turned into a pool of blue liquid.

"The Emperor above."

"The power of pesticides isn't bad..."

"If this is mass-produced and used as a flamethrower, wouldn't it be more efficient to clear the building?"

Grote and the others were discussing the effect of this weapon, but Gray did not interrupt.

Gray clearly remembered that he only hit a small part of the rebel infantry just now, and the rest were obviously not hit by the insecticide, but they still died.

"Guys." Gray said slowly, "This weapon is stronger than we thought, and this will be the first and last time we use it."

"Well, because the only rebels we're dealing with are the ones in the house, right?" Grote laughed.

Gray didn't explain too much, turned around and led the team away.

In the process of returning on the transport plane, no one recalled what Gray said. Everyone except Gray believed that pesticides would be mass-produced and listed.

Until the transport plane flew over a battlefield.

Grote literally saw a rebel infantry blow up into a blue liquid on the battlefield.

He thought it was hallucination.

But then came the second, the third...

"Is anyone else using pesticides besides us?" Grote asked.

"No, we are using 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 the underground cave of the fortress, checking the sighting reports collected from the front.

All regiments claimed to have seen rebels who were fighting them dissolve into liquid, and after advancing into new areas, saw traces of rebels being dissolved in local buildings and desecrated churches.

All this proves that the insecticide works very well.

There is no need to make further adjustments to the pesticides, just wait for the rebels to fade away.

During this waiting time, Qin Mo planned to research anti-psychic technology.

The samples and subjects used for research are naturally the psyker Vanessa.

"What is the principle of pesticides? Why can they spread so fast? Don't the rebels isolate infected individuals?" Vanessa kept talking while being restrained on the operating bed.

Qin Mo hated psykers themselves, let alone a talkative psyker.

When she saw that Qin Mo's face was not looking well, Vanessa quickly shut up. These days, she could vaguely hear a voice asking her to compromise and obey.

Qin Mo gave Vanessa a biological scan, and then carefully checked the scan information.

"You are self-taught like a genius in biology and engineering, why don't you know anything about psionics?" Vanessa asked.

"Shut up, psychic." Qin Mo lowered his head and continued to check the information, but he had to admit that Vanessa was right, he just didn't know anything about psychics.

Qin Mo clearly knew that the reason he was able to manufacture the Imperial Guard Power Armor and other weapons and equipment was not because he carried these technologies in his genes like a green skin, but because he was able to study and learn while researching, probably due to the effect of self-enlightenment.

But when it comes to researching spiritual power, Qin Mo feels like he is wading through a quagmire.

"Let me teach you," Vanessa said.

"Pull it down." Qin Mo only thought that Vanessa was talking nonsense.