Creation Printing Technology

Half a month passed.

During this time, Duncan discovered something strange: the number of power armor suits delivered by the logistics machinery had suddenly increased, enough for everyone to have one.

Duncan certainly didn't believe that everyone would get a power armor suit. He thought the logistics machinery was just trying to reduce its workload by sending the power armor suits here in bulk, intending for the people here to distribute them.

So, Duncan discussed it with Albert, and the two decided to give one power armor suit each to the squad leaders in their two regiments only, and distribute the rest to friendly forces on nearby positions.

After doing this, the two of them were always uneasy.

Giving the power armor suits to their own squad leaders first was clearly excessive. To put it mildly, it was stealing equipment from friendly forces. They constantly worried that other friendly forces would complain, and then Qin Mo would bring people to confront them.

This worry became a reality today, half a month later.

At this time, in addition to the logistics machinery that came and went daily, a transport drone suddenly arrived at the position.

When the transport turned from level flight to hovering, everyone who heard the sound gathered below the transport, watching nervously at the person about to jump down.

Bang.

Bang.

As the sound of power armor legs colliding with the metal ground echoed, two people wearing advanced power armor suits landed and slowly straightened up.

Everyone present immediately recognized them as Qin Mo and Grey, who had come to support them before.

Duncan immediately stepped forward to give Qin Mo the Aquila salute, while Albert didn't dare to come out.

Qin Mo walked forward while scanning the people present, with Grey following him.

While observing, Qin Mo noticed that some people here were wearing power armor, while others were not.

The power armor suits on the soldiers were not the same kind of power armor suits that he and Grey were wearing, but a super low-spec version.

They merely helped the wearer increase their strength and speed, and also had a battlefield information processing system to aid in combat, along with integrated thermal imaging and biological detection functions.

But even with these power armor suits, not everyone was wearing them.

"Why isn't everyone wearing power armor?" Qin Mo lowered his head and asked Duncan, very confused.

"Huh?" Duncan was stunned by the question. He thought he had misheard. He assumed Qin Mo's words were questioning why the power armor suits handled a few days ago had been given to the squad leaders.

If everyone could have a power armor suit, it would truly be a miracle from the Emperor.

"He's asking you a question," Grey frowned at Duncan. "According to his plan, standard power armor suits are equipment meant for everyone. Why aren't all your soldiers wearing them?"

Duncan lowered his head and fell into thought. He recalled his unease over the past few days, and his emotions were complicated.

He had thought that giving one power armor suit to each of his squad leaders was already excessive. But now, learning that power armor suits were actually meant for everyone, this shift in his mindset left Duncan speechless.

Seeing Duncan's thoughtful expression, Qin Mo could roughly guess what was going on, so he reminded him, "Don't send out power armor suits next time. The logistics machinery will deliver weapons and equipment accurately to your doorstep, not just pile them up for you to distribute to others."

"So... those ordinary power armor suits were really meant for everyone, right?" Duncan asked in surprise.

"What else?" Qin Mo retorted.

Half a month ago, he had improved the production process of the logistics machinery, aiming to enhance the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers as much as possible, ensuring that everyone had a power armor suit to wear.

The previous production process involved the logistics machinery running around to collect materials, "opening treasure chests" from ancient ruins in the Underhive, or going to Cato for materials. After finding the materials, they would be collected, smelted into parts, and then transported to another location for assembly.

Qin Mo's improved production process was based on a technology called creation printing. The logistics machinery could directly print weapons and equipment from materials, which greatly increased productivity.

"Why didn't you use your communicator to ask when you received the extra power armor suits?" Grey asked.

"Who would have thought that those power armor suits could be for everyone?" Duncan looked bewildered.

"Who would have thought you'd be willing to give away the power armor suits you received?" Grey asked again.

"I'm sorry, I'll go get them back now."

"No need to go. Those power armor suits you generously gave away can be kept as spares for others."

Just as Duncan was about to immediately go to the nearby positions to retrieve the power armor suits, Qin Mo stopped him and then had the logistics machinery supply the people at this position with the newly produced power armor suits.

Finally, Qin Mo turned and walked towards the transport drone. Before boarding, he said to Duncan, "I'm just here to inspect whether the personnel at various positions are using the new weapons and equipment. I still need to rush to the next position, and you need to equip your soldiers immediately after the new power armor suits arrive."

"Yes." Duncan nodded somewhat dazed. He still felt like he was in an incredibly blissful dream.

As Qin Mo finished speaking and prepared to board the transport drone, Duncan suddenly spoke, asking, "I know you possess miraculous creation magic, but is it really possible for everyone to have a power armor suit...?"

"Power armor suits can greatly increase the survival rate of ordinary soldiers," Qin Mo turned to look at Duncan, his tone calm. "With me, no one's life is expendable. I want everyone to live, so I've made power armor suits for everyone."

With that, under Duncan's reverent gaze, Qin Mo jumped onto the transport. After Grey also boarded, the two quickly flew to the next position to check if there were any situations like Duncan's at other positions.

When the transport disappeared from Duncan's sight, he continued to gaze in the direction the transport had departed, Qin Mo's words echoing in his mind.

"With me, no one's life is expendable."

"With me, no one's life is expendable."

On the transport, Grey looked at Qin Mo with a smile. "If I recall correctly, you told me you wanted to test the production capacity limit of creation printing technology?"

"When did I say that?" Qin Mo raised an eyebrow at Grey. "Creation printing technology is just a trivial creation, much like my improved lasguns and the super low-spec power armor suits. Why would I specifically test its production capacity limit?"

"Trivial creation? I remember on the night creation printing technology was born, a cheer erupted from someone's room, so loud that it even inverted the gravity within the fortress."

"Alright, I admit I created so many power armor suits for testing, but that doesn't conflict with my valuing the lives of soldiers, does it?"

"That's true."

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