StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 156 Tychus' Spanking Battalion
Norad II lower deck, launch port, 4:03 ship time.

"Follow your orders, Tychus. Don't cause trouble for me." As Tychus stalked towards the little demon of the Heavenly Demon's exclusive APOD transport plane, he could still hear Aogu in his power armor. The voice of Stu's order on the bridge: "The Hyperion is assembled to me! Open fire from the port side!"

"No problem, sir, where do you want me to fire?" Reynolds replied in a low voice: "Ah——I saw the guy. Captain Jim is ready to attack."

Tychus's old friend, Captain Jim Raynor, was a feisty young man whom all the Devils of Heaven thought was funny and easy to talk to.Renault has endless energy and a great sense of justice. In Augustus's old department, he was the most successful in integrating into a new role after leaving the Federal Marine Corps.

At this time, no one would associate Renault with the image of decadence and failure. He was the right-hand man and right-hand man of the Marshal of the Revolutionary Army, and he was deeply trusted.Renault had already become the captain of a behemoth-class battlecruiser at a young age, and under his command a squadron of more than [-] fleet soldiers, he did not treat others with arrogance because of his youthful vigor.

Everyone knows that Renault's promotion to general is only a matter of time.

Renault seems to be born to be a revolutionist. He comes from an ordinary Shiloh family and can understand the suffering of the people of the Federation.And Renault is undoubtedly an activist, he almost never talks about justice and freedom.

There is no doubt that Renault is a gun of justice in the hands of Augustus, and he can strike wherever he points.

At this moment, there are hundreds of transport ships taking off on the apron on the lower deck of Norad II, and the ground crews are busy sending one after another near-earth shuttles to the runway.

There are at least three slowly rising APOD transport planes behind Tychus, and the jets of thruster plasma jetting downward set off gusts of staggered gusts. The voices blended together, making it difficult to distinguish them.

Amidst the roar of the magnetic track acceleration track, wedge-shaped shuttles with three-layer plastic ceramic thickened shells disappeared into the distance in an instant, and the transport ships gradually drifted away in the orange-red plasma thruster flames. .

The silent Revolutionary Army soldiers marched forward under the pan-blue deck lights, and the power armor was shrouded in cold light. Several Goliath armed robots walked between the soldiers walking towards the transport plane and the shuttle plane, and the mech servo system issued A tiny hum.

If there is any difference between these fighters and federal soldiers, it is that they are all Keha IV people who have lost their homeland. A land of liberty and equality.

Just as the propaganda department of the Revolutionary Army advertised, the Revolutionary Army is committed to saving all Tyronites.

After all, the Dominion of Keha is an unattainable dream, and the new generation of Keha people are pursuing another dream that is even more distant - a great republic.

Tychus was chewing the cigar in his mouth, the inside of the helmet was full of smoke, the internal air circulation system was working hard like a coughing old man, the small turbofan in the CMC-300 power armor was humming softly, 32 people wearing Stillling wolf hunters in crimson power armor followed him.

These warriors who are said to be able to dance with wolves bear the badge of the poleaxe and the still wolf on their armor. White, with a moiré-like mane on the back of the neck.

The Wolfhunters are one of the few elite units in the Revolutionary Army, second only to Augustus's personal guard Faraday's Guard, Warfield's Steel Battalion, Raynor's Rangers, and the anti-psychic Stilling Strikers.

Augustus also envisioned Tychus Finlay reorganizing the Demons of Heaven, forming a special tactical unit under that name.But Tychus refused without hesitation, and Augustus gave another name, Tychus Finley's outlaw, who was despised again.

After much deliberation, Tychus decided to call his army the Spanking Battalion, but Augustus immediately vetoed it.The matter quickly fell through as the unmotivated Tychus was not keen on building his own army.

So far, though, Tychus still privately refers to his battalion as the Spanking Battalion—that's what he originally called the Boot Camp.Tychus also declared that no new recruits were welcome in his battalion, no boys and wenches.

At first his subordinates let this absurd term be tolerated, until Mr. Finley used the term in official occasions, and the captains united and strongly opposed it.

Compared with Renault, who is already the captain, Tychus seems to be the worst of Augustus's old subordinates. Up to now, his military rank is only a staff sergeant, and he can only command one in his position. Platoon, and Tychus actually had a battalion of Stilling wolfhunters under him.

One reason is that Tychus can't bring so many troops now. He doesn't lack such ability, but he just doesn't want to manage so many people.

Now, only Augustus in the revolutionary army can hold Tychus firmly.When others come, it means that Warfield's words don't work.

Augustus still knew what Tychus was. In every sense, he was not the kind of man who could endure loneliness. His moral level was worrying, and his bottom line was astonishingly low—too low in the dust, too small to be seen. clear.

Augustus dared not place Tychus too high, out of his sight.Otherwise, it is almost a certainty that Tychus' pissy abuse of power will be used as an authority.

But Tychus was not far behind his old friends, and Augustus still had to count on him to fight tough battles.

When Tychus climbed up to the passenger compartment of the Little Devil transport ship through the gangway, Norad II was still trembling from time to time, as if someone was shaking this huge and magnificent steel coffin with a heavy hammer.

If the recruits recruited in the port of the dead, they might have peed their pants.But old Tychus' men are all elite soldiers, and each of them is a warrior who can fight a wolf with his bare hands.

With Tychus and his troops seated, the Imp dropship began to lift off.Through the power armor HUD display screen connected to the camera of the transport ship, the soldiers of the Revolutionary Army can clearly see the tragic battlefield outside the Norad II.

The orbiting planetary orbital defense platform, which was just a vague black dot five minutes ago, is now very close.Countless warship wreckage was suspended in the space, and the alloy fragments flying towards Tarsonis disappeared in the shining reflection.

The Wolfhunters of Stilling remained silent throughout, neither marveling nor giving any opinion on the war or their mission.

Whether it is the elite troops of the Keha Revolutionary Army, the regular army or the militia reserve, they all have a more or less cold solemnity. The loss of their homeland makes these soldiers full of pain and sorrow.This is a time when no one thinks a weeping soldier is a coward, and anyone who laughs is abrupt and unthinkable.

(End of this chapter)