Chapter 92

A week later.

In the command building, Qin Mo sat at the conference table, taking some time from research to deal with other affairs as before.

Those present included all the heads of the regiment and the guards.

Klein reported the most important thing right now.

"The recruits have already been trained, a total of 100 million people. When the training is halfway through, they continue to train according to the plan given by Creed. I have to admit that the Cadians have a set of military skills."

"The 44th Regiment can be rebuilt."

After listening to the report, Qin Mo nodded, feeling that 100 million people is still too little.

The number of 100 million people is nothing to a world with a huge population like Hive Capital.

The total population of Tyrone's Hive City is relatively small in all Hive City worlds. After all, there is only one Hive City, but the existing population in the Hive City has not yet been fully registered.

According to the calculation of the master control intelligence, there must be at least 20 billion people in this hive.

"We have been recruiting soldiers everywhere since we came out of the bottom nest, and now all the nests have been taken down... It can be regarded as the end of training." Gray looked helpless. He recalled that the guards were running around with the logistics machinery in the bottom nest. When the logistics machinery was building the water purifier, the guards recruited soldiers. At that time, they thought that the recruits could at least participate in the war to win the entire hive world.

"I'm afraid the existing weapons and equipment are not enough to accommodate so many people?" An Ruida worried.

"Enough." Qin Mo is very sure that the number of weapons and equipment is absolutely sufficient.

From the day when the main control intelligence and logistics machinery were born to the present, it is no longer known how many logistics machinery have self-proliferated. They carry printing devices to manufacture non-stop, and the number of weapons and equipment is definitely enough now.

Qin Mo felt more and more that it was absolutely wise for him to develop printing technology, otherwise, even if the logistics machinery could work day and night, it would not be possible for each person to have a piece of power armor.

"When will we start attacking Tyrone II?" Gray asked thoughtfully.

"Wait until the warship is built. It will be soon." Qin Mo replied.

Gray nodded silently, lowered his head and continued to think about things.

"You are the governor now, should a large-scale ceremony be held?" An Ruida suddenly mentioned something unrelated to the war.

He was originally Bull's clerk, so he didn't always think about things from the perspective of war. He thought that Qin Mo still had a lot of things to do, including the ceremony.

"We should still focus on the war." Qin Mo smiled and said indifferently, "Whether there is a ceremony or not, it doesn't affect the fact that I am the governor of this hive world."

"Of course you deserve it, but..."

"We should be spending our time on more important things."

"I understand."

Seeing Qin Mo's resolute attitude and not continuing to mention the ceremony, An Ruida thought about it, Qin Mo really didn't need to go through the ceremony to prove his status, or show his face in front of the people of the hive capital for them to remember, so the ceremony is really not an important thing.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Qin Mo asked the crowd.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Let's leave, everyone." Qin Mo motioned for everyone to leave.

Everyone stood up, saluted and left, except Gray.

Qin Mo knew that Gray must have something to say, so he watched him, waiting for him to speak.

"Can Grote participate in the war against the Tyrone II?" Gray got straight to the point without beating around the bush, and helped his good brother relay the request, "Not as a guard, but as an ordinary soldier."

"Yes." Qin Mo nodded in agreement.

Such a happy attitude made Gray stunned for a moment, and he couldn't believe it: "Really?"

"Really." Qin Mo thought for a while, and said his reasons, "The life of a normal civilian has made his mental state worse and worse. Since he is willing to participate in the war, let him participate."

"Okay!" Gray nodded vigorously, impatient to tell Grote the news.

Qin Mo patted Gray on the shoulder, wanting him to remind Grote something, but swallowed the words before he could say them.

Grote is not Yoon, he is not an untouchable.

Not everyone is willing to be a riddler in this universe, but there are some things that cannot be told to others. This is a universe where the more most people know, the more dangerous it is.

After thinking about it, Qin Mo said, "I will make him the squad leader of the newly formed 44th Regiment. He has combat experience himself, so he doesn't need to start as an ordinary soldier."

"I will tell him. Thank you Governor." Gray thanked and saluted, then turned and left.

...

night.

Qin Mo rested on the table.

When he opened his eyes in the dream, he found himself in the place where he had dreamed of mimicry again.

The mimic this time became a bolter.

"Long time no see." Qin Mo sat in front of the Mimic, looked at it and asked, "It's been a while since I came to see me, did I get dragged by the Necrophobia to generate electricity, or did I help them fight the war?"

"Don't make fun of my tragic fate." The mimic changed from a bolter to a middle-aged man, looking at Qin Mo angrily.

Qin Mo stared at the mimicry indifferently, unmoved.

Mimic sighed helplessly, and directly stated the reason why he found Qin Mo again: "I recalled one of my abilities, I can let you directly see the situation on the other two planets in the Tyrone galaxy."

"Can it still be like this? I thought you could only give a vague prediction." Qin Mo was very surprised.

"Of course I can, otherwise how would I find you?" The mimic body transformed from the bed into a screen, and immediately showed Qin Mo the images of other planets in the Tailong galaxy.

However, this image is not displayed on the screen, but the surrounding environment has changed to the appearance of those two planets.

Qin Mo stood between the two planets, watching them quietly.

Mimicry is to enlarge the two planets and quickly show Qin Mo the specific situation on each planet.

As Qin Mo expected, Tailong II is the home of the Bishop of Wisdom sect. They are carrying out rituals non-stop. It seems that they have some big plans. However, there are still rebel forces on the planet. Hundreds of millions of people are living and fighting in the darkest sewers on the planet. When these loyalists are most critical, there will be spirit races to help them fight.

The cities on this planet are built like bastions, the largest capital city is even protected by shields, and huge bastion cities can be clearly seen from space.

Tailong No. [-] was the focus of Qin Mo's investigation.

The planet is being bombed by two frigates, but the bombing is of little significance, because all the people on Tyrone III live underground.

The situation on Tyrone No. [-]...is very, very disgusting. The people on it are engaging in hedonistic behaviors that challenge the limits of human beings, such as a drinking competition. The competition is not about who drinks more, but who bursts his belly first.

In addition to the fallen people, there are green orcs and gene stealers on Tyrone III.

What makes people laugh and cry is that the gene stealers are fighting the greenskins and the depraved heretics. They attacked an underground city. Tens of thousands of people escorted a bannerman. They shouted that they were the four-armed god emperor.

There were four people in total, the one at the front was pulling the flagpole, and the three behind were pushing the flagpole, and planted the double-headed eagle flag with four arms in the center of the city, announcing that this place already belonged to the four-armed god emperor.

"This galaxy..." Qin Mo was greatly shocked, "It's really a little monster with a lot of wind, and the pool is shallow and full of kings."