Chapter 3: Gene stealers

In the illusion, Qin Mo wandered among the stars.

Absorb the energy of the stars and devour the intelligent life within the star system.

This kind of life lasted for a long time, until Qin Mo came to a marginal star system in the Milky Way, and he suddenly saw a light.

The light shattered the dimensions within the star system, pulling him in, and the intense energy impact even tore apart his sense of self.

The pain of his consciousness being torn apart woke up Qin Mo, and he broke away from the illusion and opened his eyes to look around.

The smoke of gunpowder was gradually dissipating, and the approaching rebels could be faintly seen.

The air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder.

After waking up, Qin Mo's first reaction was not to run away or hide, but to look for the diary in his pocket, and then he sadly found that not only could he not find the diary, but even the trouser pocket containing the diary could not be found.

The whole pants were blown to shreds.

Qin Mo lay in the trench and groped among the metal fragments, while praying to the emperor, praying that the Lord of Mankind would bless him to find the most precious thing to him.

The Lord of Humanity on the Golden Throne seemed to really favor Qin Mo.

Qin Mo finally found the diary, but it was only one hundredth.

Only one page of the thick journal had been blown up, and nearly half of the pages had been charred.

"No, no... No! Qin Mo was extremely sad.

The memories in this diary he could rewrite, but it was the one he had put on his body before he crossed over, a piece of it that he had brought to the world, or the last gift his mother had bought him when he was seven years old.

"Attack, attack!"

"For the Lord of Evolution!"

"For our saviors!"

The shouts reached Qin Mo's ears, and the rebels had already approached the edge of the trenches.

Soon the ground trembled slightly, accompanied by the creaking sound of tracks, proving that the rebels were not only infantry, but also tanks.

Qin Mo rolled the remaining half of the paper into his pants, stood up and looked at the rebel soldiers angrily.

These rebel soldiers are all genestealers, crosses between the Tyranid and humans.

These freaks are terrifying, but Qin Mo is not afraid, he just wants to give this group of freaks a little color to see.

At this time, he was also found by Caron.

Caron walked through the position at a speed that did not belong to him, an old man, using his psionic energy to fend off the incoming bullets, with the aim of getting as close to Qin Mo as possible.

When there was still a distance of fifty meters between the two sides, Caron used his psionic energy to send the key to Qin Mo: "Quickly untie your psionic energy suppression collar!" "

But this was still a step slow after all, and he had been overwhelmed by the rebel soldiers before the key could be delivered to Qin Mo's vicinity.

But in the next second, a sea of fire of three hundred and sixty degrees gushed out among the rebel soldiers, and dozens of rebel soldiers around Qin Mo and the keys that flew to him were all burned to charcoal.

Qin Mo floated to a position two meters above the ground, his eyes spewing flames, and his body surging with electricity.

The tag on the psionic suppression collar with Prisoner 444 written on it is burning.

The rebel soldiers noticed that Qin Mo immediately focused fire on him, and the rebels' own tanks also stopped advancing and turned their turrets towards Qin Mo.

Qin Mo, who was the target of everyone, did not dodge, raised his hand to aim at the rebels, and released flames and lightning from his two palms respectively, these two attacks were extremely efficient, and the place where the flames and lightning swept was emptied.

As for the tank, which was about to attack, it did not escape the attack, the metal on its turret was twisted and deformed, and the ammo rack that had been located in the hull was pulled out of the twisted metal, and then struck by lightning and exploded.

The turret shattered, and skyrocketing flames erupted into the air.

"..." Caron, who was watching from the sidelines, swore that he had never seen such a scene in his life.

A psyker wearing a psionic suppression collar is using his psionic energy to kill all sides.

Although the psionic suppression collar produced by the Tyrone system is relatively backward, its ability to be handed over to the empire as a tithe is enough to prove that it still has the effect of suppressing psionic energy.

"Retreat!" Bull yelled at Cuarón, "Take advantage of him to delay the enemy's attack!" "

"We can't retreat, we have to hold on!" Caron turned back to Bull and yelled, "It's not certain if the line is broken down, if we withdraw ..."

Cuarón was killed in the middle of his sentence.

Cause of Death: I didn't notice that there was a rebel soldier nearby who was carrying a bomb, and he happened to be struck by the lightning released by Qin Mo.

Seeing Cuarón's body tissue and his scepter flying towards him, Bull did not hesitate to immediately run away with the guards.

Bull was in a centaur troop carrier, just right for him and his personal guard.

There were a total of eight of these personal guards, all of them wearing power armor, although there were not many of them, they didn't have to charge in the first place, and it was completely enough to protect their masters.

The situation was urgent, and Bull did not wait for the guards to open the door for him, he rushed to the door of the troop carrier and pulled the door open while getting into the car.

But just as Bull sat down, he suddenly saw a man in the troop carrier.

The man looked like a human, except with long legs, and was squatting on the ground eating the driver.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

Two seconds later, the "man" screamed and pounced on Bull.

Bull waved his chainsaw sword in a panic, and his guards did not dare to shoot, so they tried to rush up and pull the two apart, only to find that the strange man was extremely powerful, and a bunch of people were pulling together and pulling from the car to the outside.

The scene was very chaotic.

It's not just the chaos on the side of the personnel carriers, but also on the position.

The soldiers fought in groups of three or five, and some soldiers saw that in the trench in front of them were comrades, but in the trench behind them were enemies.

Some of the soldiers fought with their heads bored, only to find themselves mixed in with the rebel soldiers.

Some soldiers were suddenly overwhelmed by the fire of the logging guns and couldn't raise their heads, and were about to scold the logging gun gunners for being stupid, only to find that it was the rebel soldiers who were manipulating the logging guns in the rear.

Part of the reason for this confusion was that the infantry regiment was unprepared for a surprise attack, but more often it was because Qin Mo was walking through the rebels, disrupting all the tactics and formations on their side.

After dodging a shell and backhanding out another enemy tank, Qin Mo quickly scanned the situation on the entire position, and realized that he couldn't last long alone.

Exerting all his psionic energy had already made Qin Mo feel tired.

"A bunker in the center of the position!" Qin Mo shouted to his own soldiers.

The shouts were immediately drowned out by artillery fire.

Qin Mo could only use actions instead of words, rushing to his own soldiers' side, helping them break the siege one by one.

Without the need for verbal commands, these soldiers knew who they should go with now, and they fought their way forward in the path opened up by Qin Mo, converging with some of their own soldiers, and so on, until the more than two hundred people who were still alive regrouped.

In the end, the survivors and Qin Mo went straight to the pillbox in the center of the position.

The bunker was only halfway up and had not yet been topped out, but at least it had walls and stationary logging guns for cover.