The reconstructive surgery lasted for several hours.

Until night, everyone in the underground city gathered in a large open space outside the operating room, listening to the screams and waiting with their hearts.

The reason why they gathered here was because Chen Mo wanted to organize a ceremony to welcome these reborn people into holy warriors.

But now Chen Mo regretted it, because these people were very likely to be frightened, and no one would be willing to be a saint warrior in the future.

After a few moments, the screaming stopped.

Before the Saint Forge and 025 could come out, the Centaur troop carrier made some armor and weapons out of steel and sent them into the operating room.

As the Saint Forge warriors wore their gear, the door to the operating room was pushed open, and 025 stepped out of the operating room and looked at several humans.

The humans were stunned for a moment, and then immediately picked up the bucket and washed away all kinds of liquids for 025.

"Is it going well?" Chen Mo asked.

"It didn't go well." 025 replied, "Xu Yi has been using his psionic energy to resist the pain, and finally fainted, and I gave him a punch to wake him up." ”

After that, 025 paused for a few seconds, then continued, "But he's not crippled now, he's a useful biological weapon for you." ”

"Don't, don't be so cold-blooded." Chen Mo frowned and shook his head.

During the conversation between the two, the Saint Forge warriors walked out of the operating room.

When they saw these saint-forging warriors, the eyes of the people present widened and they looked extremely shocked.

Each Cast Saint Warrior is three meters tall, wears heavy bulletproof armor, has his right eye transformed into an electronic eye, has five mechanical arms on his back, and holds a strange heavy energy weapon in both hands on his shoulder, and the remaining five mechanical arms hold pistols, power swords, medical kits, tool boxes, and machine guns.

The armor they wore was bulletproof armor, not as good as the armor of the Space Marines, but better than nothing.

"The emperor is above, they are like angels!"

"I've seen those Emperor Angels before, and they look just like them!"

People exclaimed.

But Chen Mo knew that the Saint Casting Warrior and the Space Soldier only looked similar, but in fact there was a big difference.

Cast Saint Warriors rely entirely on mechanical combat, and instead of resting their heads for long periods of time, they use the chips in their heads to release electrical currents to stimulate their sleepy brains to secrete biochemicals to boost their spirits.

Holy Forge Warriors also cannot use the corrosive liquid in their mouths to break the prison after being caught.

Limited by the materials of the muscle engine, it is also not as powerful as the Space Marine.

But the problem is that they are too much like a Space Marine.

"What am I doing here, forming a Space Marine warband privately?" Chen Mo muttered to himself.

If the Karsk system is recovered in the future, if the Sun Lord's expedition arrives, eventually this world and this holy warrior will be discovered.

How do you explain to the Empire that the Saint Forge Warriors are not Space Marines, but just a bunch of mechanical cyboders?

Would the Inquisition think that a barren planet was incapable of creating these superhuman warriors, who had been blessed by Chaos?

"You should be prepared for the worst, but according to my calculations, the Lord of Humanity and the Mechanics will not sit idly by and watch you be manipulated at will, and neither will I." The voice of the god of all machines rang out.

"It doesn't matter, at least live first." Chen Mo shook his head and shook the thoughts out of his head, and then walked towards those Saint Casting Warriors.

"Serve you, sir!" All the Saint Casting Warriors saluted to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo straightened them one by one, and then ordered: "From now on, you will form a team, the captain is Carl, and Xu Yi is the think tank. ”

As promised, Chen Mo made Xu Yi a think tank.

It's just that he doesn't have to use a wheelchair now, so he won't be called an X think tank.

"It's nice to be able to move again." Xu Yi said with a smile.

"I'm ......" Chen Mo opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to this good brother.

Cera.

Xu Yi.

This person will always remain kind, otherwise Chen Mo would not have told him about the Ancient Terra 3K period.

When Chen Mo was tortured by the nobles and sent to the factory, it was Xu Yi and his family who took care of Chen Mo and made sure that he would not die in the factory.

However, Chen Mo's reward for Xu Yi was to let him undergo an extremely cruel transformation operation.

"It's fine." Xu Yi seemed to know what Chen Mo was thinking, he gently patted Chen Mo's shoulder, and said with a smile: "You once said that it is not easy to survive on this planet full of rebels in this universe of x eggs, I was ready to die like an ant, but you let me become a saint-casting warrior, shouting the emperor and the god of ten thousand machines to fight." ”

Hearing this, Chen Mo nodded, then turned to the others present, raised his arms and shouted: "Praise the God of All Machines, praise the Emperor, praise Omnisaiah!" ”

The people present also chanted, and each of them looked at Chen Mo and the Saint Casting Warriors with eager eyes.

The brutal transformation operation did not frighten them, but made them want to be put to the test and become a saint-forging warrior.

"Everyone is ready for a war, we will save more people and execute more rebel heretics!" Chen Mo shouted.

……

Late the next night.

In the non-stop roar of the weapons factory day and night, and the sound of soldiers training day and night, Chen Mo woke up in bed.

He knew it was time for him to check the results of weapons and equipment production and intelligence investigations.

But as soon as his eyes turned, Chen Mo saw a three-meter-tall guy standing in the corner of his room.

It's Xu Yi.

"I saw it!" Xu Yi was emotional.

In Chen Mo's puzzled gaze, Xu Yi gradually uttered a bunch of words that seemed messy.

The general meaning is as follows.

From yesterday to now, Xu Yi himself has not rested, under the guidance of a strange voice, he has been training in spiritual energy, and finally mastered the ability of prophecy.

In the prophecy, Xu Yi sees a birdman covered in feathers, as well as a large number of rebel infantry and armored vehicles that are being mobilized.

The Birdmen mobilize an army from a command post to attack the underground city.

Extremely fierce fighting broke out between the two sides, and countless people died inside and outside the tunnels.

Eventually, a strange voice said something staccato and broken.

"Death, general, clean up, otherwise, death, passive." Xu Yi repeated the sentence.

"What riddler?" Chen Mo frowned and thought for a while, helping Xu Yi to interpret this prophecy and strange voice as much as possible.

Combined with the content of the prophecy, the strange sound seems to indicate that the rebels are mobilizing a large number of troops, and Birdman is the rebel general, and if the rebel general is not eliminated, the loyalists on Karsk 7 will be passively beaten.

"I see." Chen Mo nodded, and then ordered: "Gather the army, take us to the location of the rebel general's command post, and kill him before he can mobilize a large number of rebels." ”

"Yes." Xu Yi saluted and turned to leave.