StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 269 The Son of Al
When the protoss fighter came, it was silent, and the roar of the engine was low and inaudible, as light as the breathing of a cat when it was taking a nap.Their communication methods are obviously very different from those of humans, and it is impossible to intercept them.

The dexterous, golden-blue butterfly-shaped and sharp-edged protoss fighter jets passed at high speed over the heads of the Jormungandr swarm that raised their heads and howled toward the sky, and descended under the guidance of the focusing lens to rain down a death rain composed of scorching light beams.

Thousands of Zerglings and Hydralisks were instantly incinerated in the flames that spread behind the beautiful butterfly wings.

The dexterous warplane that flew over the head of Augustus had an ingenious design and a brilliant and harmonious aesthetic feeling. It was as light as an ice-blue butterfly flying in the wind, and as sharp as an arrow shot out.

Blue plasma beams scorched the ground, and the zerg's creep tentacles and organic buildings began to curl and collapse like paste in a hot pot.

The wood used by humans to splice the benches in the Central Park was carbonized under the burning of the plasma beam, and the slate and steel on the ground were hit by the protoss beam in the dazzling flash into molecular states scattered in the air, and the rippling super wave Can be seen clearly from a mile away.

Augustus saw a large group of different dragons and blasters flying towards the protoss swarm like a black cloud, and then the zerg on the ground retreated temporarily.

"Wow—look at these ships, they're fucking beautiful. Can Swann build them?" Tychus looked up, a dazed expression on his murderous face.

The last time Tychus watched with his own eyes the people of the Revolutionary Army Engineering Corps build a bunker in the sea of ​​insects, and watched Swan weld a high-energy gas-harvesting drone with his hands.Ever since then, Tychus has felt that the engineer can do anything.

"I really don't know that." Augustus shook his head and waved back Corporal Faraday and Sarah Kerrigan.

Immediately afterwards, Augustus ordered the various troops to withdraw to the central high platform of the Mar Sara high-altitude port in an orderly manner on the public channel.Under his order, the remaining soldiers of the Revolutionary Army began to drop all the heavy weapons and material boxes, and only took away the remains of most of their comrades who were already in dilapidated condition.

He knelt down on one knee, and picked up a blue soldier's identification tag made of synthetic resin from the ground covered in red blood and purple-black carapace.The nameplate is on a layer of human and zerg body remains, the blood of the owners of these remains has long been cold.

The nameplate was covered in blood, on which was written the soldier's number, name, place of origin and the date he joined the Revolutionary Army.

The owner of this nameplate was once a vigorous man who loved his hometown deeply, but now he has become a broken corpse.The young warrior was torn apart by a ferocious Yermungand Hydra Hydralisk like a can. His body had been dismembered into many pieces, and it was quite difficult to piece it together completely. .

"A Kehal, a Steelling. His father is an heir to a viscount in the old era, and his mother is a nobleman in the core world Valhalla." Kerrigan put the gun in his hand on his shoulder and turned to Augustus come.She had just carried a red revolutionary flag from the other side, and now it has been stained with a lot of acid, revealing large black spots as if it had been scorched by flames.

"You remember him because he was one of those men and women who gave fencing lessons on the college lawn when you drove by the Khastilling College the day you joined the Union Marine Corps," she said.

"Let's go, wait for the bugs to eat you." Tychus had already taken his gaze away from the shining golden protoss spaceship.

Tychus picked up a shattered helmet from the ground while urging Augustus: "You can't take everyone, a lot of people are eaten by bugs in this rotten place. Back Come on the Hyperion, have a Cognac or get drunk, and everything will be all right."

Augustus silently put away the soldier's nameplate and watched several Revolutionary Army soldiers pass by.

"Let's escape from this sad place, and then mourn those who have not been as lucky as us," he said.

"Augustus, the spaceship to take us back to the fleet has arrived." At this time, Kerrigan reported to Augustus.

"They finally came, otherwise the aviation soldiers would have to collect the corpses for us." Augustus breathed a sigh of relief.

"Isn't it? As I said earlier, the Air Force is responsible for flying, and the Marine Corps is responsible for dying." Tychus said, "Damn it."

"Stop whining, Tychus, I gave you a chance to fly a battleship, but you couldn't bear the loneliness and drove drunk." Augustus said, "Finally begged me to transfer you back to the Marine Corps. "

"Later, I figured out that the feeling of being down-to-earth is what makes me feel most at ease." Tychus said: "A real man should drive a mountain-like armor to flatten a city."

"Tychus, who will have a chance, let us look into the distant future." As he said, Augustus took a last look at the battlefield full of corpses, and ran towards the launch port with a team of medical soldiers carrying stretchers. go.

The protoss troops almost attracted all the attention of the Jormungandr swarm. These two races that suddenly broke into the human field of vision seemed to be inherent and incompatible enemies.

The soldiers of the Guards Division of the Revolutionary Army who were still alive retreated in an orderly manner along several runways towards the airport under the leadership of officers at all levels, and order was maintained even under such circumstances.

After a day and night of fierce fighting with the main attacking hive Jormungandr group in the Zerg horde, less than 4000 soldiers remained of the more than 1000 soldiers who participated in the battle.The officers of the Revolutionary Army were extremely brave, and more than half of the officers were killed. There was even a situation where a battalion could only be commanded by a lieutenant.

And because Augustus's Guards Division only receives a small number of recruits from Keha every year, the actual establishment of this division will only decrease, and the officers and even soldiers who are still alive will be promoted at an extremely fast speed .

At present, only those who have experienced battles in the non-resocialized army can withstand the charge of the swarm on the battlefield without collapsing, and Augustus's Guards are the elite of the elite.

Anyone who showed timidity in combat or proved to have any doubts about the significance of the revolution and the ideas of Augustus in this army, which was mainly composed of veterans of Keha, was turned away.The Guards Division only accepts real fighters, and apart from Keha, they hardly accept soldiers from other planets.

During the retreat, Augustus observed the distant battlefield while dispatching the retreating troops.

The golden-blue Protoss fighters are besieging the Yermungandr Zerg in the sky and on the ground. They are light and elegant, and even the surface of the smallest spaceship is shining with an ice-blue luster of plasma shields.The protoss fighters circled and circled at speeds and turning arcs that were absolutely impossible for human fighters, hunting and killing the berserk zerg with icy ruthlessness.

If the enemy they face is the human colony resistance, then the latter will obviously collapse at a touch.But when the Jormungandr swarm attacked, they did not count casualties or losses, and they would overwhelm this protoss army sooner or later.

From time to time, under the attacks of Mutalisk, Scourge, and flying crabs, butterfly-shaped protoss fighters turned into streaks of golden-blue flashes, and the astonishing shock waves and radiation produced by these fighters exploded would destroy more in a blink of an eye. of Zerg.

When Augustus confirmed that the last platoon stepped into the high platform where the launch port was located, Jim Raynor, who had lost contact for a long time, got in touch with him again.

"Augustus, these protoss will stop the Jormungandr swarm for us for a while." Renault's voice came intermittently from the communicator headset next to Augustus's ear. On the battleship of the Revolutionary Army dealing with the different dragons.

"You are really one of my blessings, Jimmy. Those protoss don't need our rescue, so how did you deal with these protoss?" Augustus stood at the entrance of the launch port and watched the last near Guard soldiers walked in, followed by Tychus, Kerrigan and others.

"Ah, drive slowly, Jack, I almost spit out the military 10 rations I ate yesterday. Those different dragons can't catch up with us." Suddenly there was a burst of bumps and explosions from the other end.

"It's Matt, Matt Horner, sir." A small voice came, and it was Matt Horner who Augustus had brought back from Tyradore IX.

Matt Horner has been driving a small speedboat for the Revolutionary Army for the past few months. Even as a recruit, Matt Horner's skills in flying a spaceship have been perfected. The Tyrann Federation light vehicle that can be seen in all fields.

"I'm sorry Matt, I won't make such a mistake next time. Drive slowly, Matt, don't worry." Renault added: "Actually, the situation at that time was a bit complicated."

"At that time, my spaceship was 500 feet (about [-] meters) in the air, at least a few thousand yards away from the protoss trapped in a street, and the voice of the protoss commander on the ground directly in my head"

At this time, Renault was tightly tied by the seat belt on the seat of the combat boat tossing and turning in the air, and there was nothing to do except pray that the plane would not crash.

"It wasn't that they hacked into our communications equipment, it just came right into my head. It was like a thunderbolt, and I thought we had been hit."

"Spiritual language" Augustus glanced at Kerrigan beside him as he walked into the launch port, at least Kerrigan couldn't do this now.

"Yes. Since I have John, I have learned more about this aspect. According to the other party, he is a high-ranking templar in the Protoss Empire, the son of Al, and the apostle of Kara. That is a A bunch of titles that I don't understand, but strangely I can understand the meaning of these titles. Templars are warriors among the protoss."

The speedboat that Renault was on was flying among at least a hundred different dragons, and sometimes he had to rely on his speed to avoid the flying acid to perform evasive actions.As long as the pilot makes a mistake, everyone on the airship will die immediately.

"Then he said that there are thousands of Hydralisks in front of us, let's get out of there immediately." Reynolds said.

"The answer is obvious. I'm here to rescue them. Of course I won't run away." When Augustus boarded a shuttle, Raynor's voice was filled with a lot of static noise.

"Then I parachuted people over their heads, trampled to death a large number of springtails when they landed, shot a Hydralisk with one shot, and exploded an overlord worm with one pistol bullet." Reynolds said.

"My people fought side by side with those protoss, and with the support of the protoss fighter planes, they beat the Yermungard swarm to the ground."

"I admit I'm exaggerating, but the truth isn't too far off from what I'm telling. Even the High Templar of the Protoss - I'll bet that's an important figure - is amazed at our 'bravery' and 'self-sacrifice' unselfish," he said.

"Before that, those protoss always thought that human beings were a selfish and greedy race. They never thought that there were brave people like me among us."

At this time, Jim Raynor was still a young man with a strong sense of justice and passion, full of drive.The most important thing is that Renault is very pure. Augustus asked Renault to save people, so he really went to save people, without any other purpose mixed in.

That's enough to surprise those star spirits.

"I think the Protoss High Templar must have been amused knowing that you were going to rescue them." When Augustus was speaking, the shuttle he was on began to slowly rise after a tremor. null.

"...No, you have to understand that the protoss don't have a damn sense of humor at all, they don't understand that you are joking at all." Raynor said: "The protoss expressed gratitude for our rescue and thought we were A worthy soldier."

"Looks like you've tried it, Jimmy," Augustus said quietly.

"It's time for you to leave Mar Sara, everyone has already evacuated, and there is no need to continue to hold on here," he said.

"Ma Sara is completely finished." Reynolds sighed for a long time: "Originally, I was thinking of bringing Elizabeth and John back here after retirement, and I will go with you to Ma Sara Do the same things, be a little sheriff."

"Matt, take us away." He said: "Before that, it's best to inform our protoss comrades."

"Sir, I'm not sure our communication equipment can contact the protoss, their communication method is different from that of humans." Matt's voice sounded far away from Renault.

"Whether it's the loudspeaker or something, let's do it anyway." Renault yelled: "Damn it, these different dragons are everywhere."

"Jimmy, see you, Lord Huberian," Augustus said.

Outside the window of the shuttle, a hundred roaring, orange-red wakes rose into the sky.Several squadrons of A-17 Wraith fighters are escorting the evacuated spacecraft, but in Augustus' eyes, they are just a few black spots that are drifting away.

Amidst the tremors of the shuttle, the brightly lit Mar Sara air port was getting farther and farther away from Augustus.

Since the airport has an independent nuclear fusion power plant, it can still maintain the normal supply of electricity after the fall of the city of Mar Sara, and the lights are always on.

As the shuttle continued to rise and pass through the sparse clouds, these lights gradually turned into blurred dots of light, and as the Zergs poured into the airport, they went out one by one, like people walking through empty buildings. office building.

Mar Sara was plunged into deep darkness.

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