Fabrication Printing Technology

Another half month passed.

During that time, Duncan discovered something strange: the number of Power Armor suits delivered by the Logistics Machines had suddenly increased, enough for everyone to have one.

Naturally, Duncan did not believe that everyone could be issued Power Armor. He assumed the Logistics Machines had simply delivered the suits here in bulk to reduce their workload, intending for the people here to distribute them.

So Duncan discussed it with Albert. The two decided to keep one Power Armor suit for the squad leader of every infantry squad in their two regiments, then distribute all the rest to allied forces at nearby positions.

After doing this, the two of them had been constantly uneasy.

They had received the Power Armor and immediately kept one for each of their own squad leaders. That was clearly excessive; put more seriously, it was appropriating allied equipment. They had been worried that the other allied forces would accuse them, and then Qin Mo would come knocking with his people.

And today, half a month later, that worry became reality.

At this moment, aside from the Logistics Machines constantly moving in and out of the position each day, an unmanned transport aircraft suddenly arrived.

When the aircraft shifted from level flight into a hovering state, everyone who heard it gathered beneath it, nervously watching the people who were about to jump down.

Bang.

Bang.

As the armored legs struck the metal ground, two people clad in advanced Power Armor landed and slowly straightened.

The people present immediately recognized them. They were Qin Mo and Grey, who had come to support them before.

Duncan immediately stepped forward and gave Qin Mo an Aquila salute, while Albert did not dare show himself.

Qin Mo walked forward while surveying everyone present, with Grey following behind him.

As he observed them, Qin Mo noticed that some people here wore Power Armor while others did not.

The Power Armor on the soldiers was not the kind worn by Qin Mo and Grey, but an extremely stripped-down version.

It could only enhance the wearer's strength and speed, provide a battlefield information-processing system to assist in combat, and integrate thermal imaging and biological detection functions.

Yet even this kind of Power Armor was not being worn by everyone.

"Why isn't everyone wearing Power Armor?" Qin Mo lowered his head to look at Duncan and asked in puzzlement.

"Huh?" Duncan froze at the question. He thought he had misheard. Qin Mo should have been questioning him about distributing the Power Armor they had received a few days ago to the squad leaders.

If everyone could have a Power Armor suit, that would truly be the Emperor showing his favor.

"He's asking you a question." Grey frowned at Duncan. "According to his plan, standard Power Armor is equipment for everyone. Why aren't all your soldiers wearing it?"

Duncan lowered his head and fell into thought, recalling the unease of the past few days with mixed feelings.

He had thought it was already outrageous for every one of his squad leaders to receive a Power Armor suit. Now that he learned everyone was meant to have one, the shift in his feelings left Duncan speechless.

Seeing Duncan deep in thought, Qin Mo could more or less guess what had happened. He reminded him, "Don't send Power Armor elsewhere again. The Logistics Machines will accurately deliver weapons and equipment to your door. They won't just pile them up here for you to distribute to others."

"So... those standard Power Armor suits really are meant for everyone, right?" Duncan asked in astonishment.

"What else would they be for?" Qin Mo asked back.

Half a month earlier, he had improved the Logistics Machines' production process. His goal had been to enhance the combat strength of ordinary soldiers as much as possible and ensure every one of them had a Power Armor suit to wear.

The previous production process involved the Logistics Machines running everywhere to gather materials, "opening treasure chests" in the ancient ruins of the underhive, or going to Kato for materials. After finding materials, they would collect them, concentrate them in one place for smelting and component production, then send the components somewhere else for assembly.

Qin Mo's improved production process was based on a technology called fabrication printing. The Logistics Machines could directly print materials into weapons and equipment, greatly increasing productivity.

"Why didn't you pick up the communicator and ask when you received excess Power Armor?" Grey asked.

"Who could have imagined that everyone could get a Power Armor suit?" Duncan looked utterly bewildered.

"Who could have imagined you'd be willing to give away the Power Armor you received?" Grey asked again.

"Sorry. I'll go get them back right now."

"No need. Let the Power Armor you generously gave away remain with the others as spares."

When Duncan wanted to immediately go to the nearby positions to retrieve the Power Armor, Qin Mo stopped him. Then he had the Logistics Machines supply the people at this position with newly produced Power Armor.

Finally, Qin Mo turned and walked toward the Transport Drone. Before boarding it, he said to Duncan, "I'm here to inspect whether people at each position are using the new weapons and equipment. I still need to head to the next position, and once the new Power Armor arrives, you must immediately equip your soldiers."

"Yes." Duncan nodded somewhat dazedly. Even now, he still felt as though he were in an incomparably blissful dream.

As Qin Mo finished speaking and prepared to jump onto the Transport Drone, Duncan suddenly asked, "I know you possess miraculous fabrication magic, but issuing Power Armor to everyone, isn't that..."

"Power Armor can greatly increase an ordinary soldier's chances of survival." Qin Mo turned to gaze at Duncan, his tone calm. "No one's life is expendable to me. I want everyone to live, so I made Power Armor for everyone."

With that, under Duncan's reverent gaze, Qin Mo jumped onto the transport aircraft. After Grey boarded as well, the two quickly flew toward the next position to determine whether the same situation had occurred elsewhere.

When the transport aircraft vanished from Duncan's sight, he continued staring in the direction it had departed, Qin Mo's words echoing repeatedly in his mind.

"No one's life is expendable to me."

"No one's life is expendable to me."

On the transport aircraft, Grey looked at Qin Mo with a smile. "Why do I remember you telling me that you wanted to test the production limit of fabrication printing technology?"

"When did I say that?" Qin Mo raised a brow at Grey. "Fabrication printing technology is just an insignificant creation, like the Laser Rifle I improved and the extremely stripped-down Power Armor. Why would I specifically test its production limit?"

"An insignificant creation? I remember that on the night fabrication printing technology was born, someone let out a cheer from his room. That cheer even caused the gravity inside the fortress to reverse."

"Fine, I admit I made so much Power Armor to test it, but that doesn't conflict with my desire to value soldiers' lives, does it?"

"That's true."

"..."