Chapter 15: The pattern should be bigger

"What happened to me?" Gray's voice rang out over the communication system, and he was confused, completely unaware of what he had just encountered.

"It's just that little thing about psionic energy, what else can I do." Without much explanation, Qin Mo turned around and fought the other rebels on the position.

Gray, who had returned to normal, jumped to Qin Mo's side and fought alongside him.

The two quickly killed a thousand rebels on the entire position.

"It feels like compared to your ability to release a sea of fire, this power armor is really weak." Gray sat down on the ground resting.

Qin Mo didn't respond, lowered his head and stood in place in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Gray asked.

"The rebels are eyeing me." Qin Mo replied.

Hearing this, Gray immediately got up and looked at Qin Mo seriously, realizing that things might not be good.

The war has continued until now, and nearly 10,000 people in both positions have relied on Qin Mo's protection, and there are many more people who are fighting hard and waiting for support.

Being targeted by the rebels means that the rebels will destroy Qin Mo by any means necessary.

After thinking for a while, Gray didn't come up with a constructive suggestion, he just slowly opened his mouth and called, "Qin Mo."

"What?" Qin Mo raised his head and looked at Gray.

Gray took off his mask armor and stared at Qin Mo, his tone firm: "In my opinion, the value of everyone's life is completely different, your value is more than the rest of us combined, if you need me to dedicate my life, you just need to say it..."

Qin Mo smiled indifferently, turned to his side and said, "You are already dedicating your life."

"Do you need to hide? Hide in a place where the rebels can't find you. Gray quickly followed and proposed.

Qin Mo shook his head without hesitation: "I don't need to hide and won't hide, the rebels can lay all kinds of traps for me, or they can use all the methods they can think of to assassinate me, the best thing is that wherever I appear, there will be a large number of rebels to besiege me, but I have a way to deal with it."

"Besides, if the attention of the rebels is on me, then the other allies will face fewer enemies, and the allies will have a better chance of holding their positions before we rush to help."

"..."

Gray looked up at Qin Mo's back and listened to him quietly.

Until Qin Mo suddenly turned his head and said what he wanted to do next: "Let's go back to those four people, call them up, and then go back to the 47th Regiment station."

"Aren't we going to look for other positions?" Gray asked.

"I was going to find and make contact quickly, but now it doesn't seem like the right strategy." Qin Mo said as he walked about the experience he had summed up, "We must first establish a sound logistics, produce enough weapons, and then make equipment for reconnaissance. "

"We can't just go wherever we want like headless flies, we also have to establish an intelligence system to know exactly where and what is happening to our allies in the nest right now, and then we need to assess their status and go directly to support the most difficult allies."

"We also have to upgrade our existing equipment."

Most of what Qin Mo said Gray couldn't understand, he only understood one sentence, that is, upgrading the existing equipment: "Our current weapons and equipment are not strong enough?"

"Not enough." Qin Mo looked back at Gray, "The pattern should be a little bigger, just where are these toys on us now."

"After all, it's something you made, and if you say it's a toy, it's a toy." Gray felt that Qin Mo was too modest, but he had absolute power to evaluate his creations, and he could call them toys, even if they weren't toys at all.

This power armor is priceless in the entire galaxy, and even if the gravity shield is removed, it is enough to exchange for a hereditary noble title.

"Trust me, brother." Qin Mo stopped and patted Gray on the shoulder, "When I finish the masterpiece I'm proud of and let you see it, you'll feel how fragile and inefficient these weapons and equipment are now. "

"Hahahaha." Gray suddenly laughed, he felt that Qin Mo was telling him a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

But Qin Mo's expression was extremely serious, not like he was joking at all.

The smile on Gray's face disappeared: "Are you serious?"

...

In the next week, Qin Mo did not run around, he returned to the fortress where the 47th Regiment was stationed, carved out a huge cave underground, and then locked himself in the cave.

During the period between Qin Mo's departure and his return, the rebels did not attack, and when he returned, the rebels not only attacked the fortress, but also attacked extremely fiercely.

No matter how fierce the attack is, the fortress can be defended, Qin Mo doesn't need to be distracted from the battle at all, he can immerse himself in research and manufacturing in the cave.

The first is logistics.

In order to save time, Qin Mo decided to build a universal logistics machine.

They are black spherical creations with a radius of ten meters, equipped with gravity-defying engines and robotic arms, capable of scavenging for any useful material in any environment.

These machines are controlled by an AI-integrated master controller, which will allocate plans for searching for supplies based on the information gathered, or transform the machines into production equipment to produce weapons and equipment needed by the military, or increase and decrease the number of logistics machines.

The people of the Empire call AI an abomination, and strictly prohibit the development and use of abomination intelligence.

Qin Mo didn't want to abide by this rule, not because he had to die, but because he could ensure that the intelligence he created would always be under his control.

Because the design of the main control intelligence is based on the physical laws distorted by the power of the stars, if it is in the normal physical laws, it cannot maintain normal operation at all.

And if someone tries to contaminate the main intelligence that controls the logistics machinery, for example by using the evil forces of subspace or the chaos of the waste, then a very inspiring phrase will be born in the galaxy:

If you're feeling stupid and like to have nothing to do, remember that someone is trying to corrupt the main intelligence based on the power of the stars.

In Qin Mo's assumption and his inferences based on various factors, the logistics machinery controlled by the main control intelligence will be able to meet all logistics needs, and the logistics system will be automatically established by designing and manufacturing the main control intelligence and the first logistics machine.

The main control intelligence can not only manage logistics, but also be responsible for intelligence, Qin Mo has designed a large number of things for collecting intelligence for the main control intelligence, such as drones, detectors, and psionic detectors.

These things can directly scan the terrain, people, and materials within a certain range...

After designing the logistics and intelligence artifacts, Qin Mo began to work on the work that excited him the most.

Design of new types of weapons and equipment, and new tactical systems based on them.