StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 454

"You don't want to die!"

Mike Liberty rushed up and pulled back Doni Vormilian, who was looking out the window, and pinned him under the window.

"That's the army. They use real guns and live ammunition. Even stray bullets can kill you." Mike almost choked Doni's neck and growled in a low voice.

"They won't wait until they figure out who you are before shooting!"

"It's such a pity. We missed an opportunity to make a name for ourselves. I bet you will regret it in the rest of your life." It's as ridiculous as a duck's voice.

If he hadn't seen Dony Vormilian's trembling legs, Mike would almost have thought he was a fearless kid.

"Give it up, unless we activate the backup generator in the basement, we can't start the equipment in the studio, and then you have to find a dead camera crew to follow a group of soldiers who are shooting deadly for the whole shooting process."

Mike grabbed Donnie again and tried to drag him back to the vending machine, which saved his life.

Almost at the same time, with the roar of the Goliath robot cannon, a row of thick and transparent bullet holes appeared on the wall behind them.Bullets shattered the intricately carved limestone and indigo glass-encrusted tiles, and the stained-glass ceiling shattered like knives.

"Hey!" Doni didn't want to pull him any more at this time, and the frightened Donnie rushed out immediately, and ran quickly in the wide hall of the headquarters building.

"I thought you were not afraid of death." Mike followed him closely.

It was completely dark now, and the lighting equipment that had lost the power supply did not work anymore, and it was pitch black everywhere.Mike had a hard time trying to catch up to Donnie over the collapsed chair.

Doni ran for several minutes before rushing into a reading room for UNN employees to relax and entertain, and plunged into the dense bookshelves.

"You! Who are you?" Unexpectedly, there were several people hiding in the reading room. They were also wearing the same uniform with the golden UNN logo on their clothes.

"I'm Doni! That's right, the one the audience likes the most." Doni panicked when he was nervous, and it took him a long time to realize that the person in front of him was his own.

"There are at least three Donnies here—but it doesn't look like this kid is a threat, everyone come out." When Mike also stepped into the reading room, a tall and thin man poked out in the light of the flashlight Come on.Behind him followed a number of people, all wearing gray-blue uniforms.

To Mike's surprise, he actually knew the man.The haunting moustache and ridiculous center parting instantly connect with the image of one of Mike's colleagues.

In the UNN headquarters where there are thousands of employees alone, this is a rare thing. Many people do not know their colleagues who work on the same floor until they leave the company.

"Max Speer! I thought you had been transferred to Veritya, and I didn't expect to see you here." Mike greeted the man as he walked into the reading room.

"Oh! Liberty, I almost thought you were dead after you offended the Titus family last time, so you are still alive, God grabbed your ass and threw you out of heaven?" The parted blond hugged Mike excitedly, and as they hugged, they both checked repeatedly to make sure they remembered the other's face.

"Old friends? It looks like you guys know each other very well." Duny stood beside Mike, after all, the latter was the only person he knew well here.

"Listen, I don't have any friendship with this guy, I haven't even spoken a few words. Generally speaking, I don't like him, and he doesn't like me." Suddenly, Mike put the confused Donnie He took it aside and muttered to him in a low voice.

"A flamboyant circus clown, a funny two-legged frog."

"So that's it." Duny said he understood.

"Speer is the best newscaster I've ever seen." Speaking Mike brought Doni to Max Speer, who was staring at him suspiciously.

"Occasionally as a war correspondent." Speer waved to the back, and several UNN employees came out from behind the tall bookshelves carrying large and small bags of equipment and backpacks. A small, spherical camera was Suspended behind them, shaped like an eyeball.

Powered by a battery of impressive capacity, this advanced drone camera rig is used by UNN journalists for live coverage in the most treacherous parts of the Koprulu Sector.According to Mike, this kind of camera can work normally in a hurricane with a speed of 100 meters per second and a huge wave several stories high, and the designers obviously did not consider what a mortal reporter should do.

"Okay, guys, now cut to live coverage on the battlefields of Tarsonis. I'm your old friend, Max Speer, the only one you know the truth about." He turned to the The camera flashed his trademark smile.

"I will take you directly to the scene and learn about the most thrilling and exciting battles that took place on the battlefield of the great Battle of Tarsonis. The great Federation Marine Corps is in a bitter battle with the Earth invaders, and the Federation has the most courage and strength The heroes are still fighting to protect the future of the people of Tarsonis!" He tightened his tie.

"This is probably the only live report, and it will definitely be well received, that is, the executive directors of UNN must give us a promotion and a salary increase."

"Ahem, remember to cut this part out."

"Speer, now is not the time to record a show." Mike felt his face twitching.

"Now is the time!" Spier showed a fierce expression: "Dude, don't cause trouble for me-you troublemaker, shit beetle who doesn't wipe shit."

After Spear finished speaking, he turned to the floating camera: "I am Spier, and I am on the front line. As always, I am fighting side by side with the brave and fearless Union soldiers!"

"Guys, the sound of the gunfire is almost dead, I bet the war is almost over, let's get first-hand information."

Led by Speer, a dozen UNN employees with large and small equipment trotted out of the reading room.These people were men and women, all covered with various cables and backpacks, and most of them were lean and capable people with piercing eyes.

"How do you know it wasn't the earthlings who won?" Mike tried to remind his colleague who didn't have a good relationship.

"That's a good thing, too. Our new employer on Earth may be able to better follow the eight-hour workday and normal vacations." Speer seems to be on the rise: "I'd rather serve a better boss."

"My God, I like Earthlings."

"I've heard about Max Speer. He was the UNN announcer during the guild war." When Speer and his men were walking away, Duny leaned over and whispered to Mike: "At that time I could often see his evening reports."

"That's right, although I don't want to admit it, but this guy is really capable." Mike said: "During the guild war, Speer once charged with the Federal Marines in power armor and carried a camera, and ran as fast as he could. Faster than the sergeant with him."

"This bastard is not generally courageous. I suspect he likes the feeling of dancing on a tightrope."

"Speer is best known for interviewing the former Paradise Heroes squad," he explained. "According to him, he spoke to Augustus Mengsk, Jim Raynor, and Tychus Finley was talking and laughing."

"Dances with wolves!" Duny said: "Who would have thought that the hero at that time would become the leader of the rebels on the side of evil."

"The facts I learned are somewhat different from that. I heard that after interviewing Augustus Mengsk, Speer was thrown out of the barracks by Tychus Finley holding his trouser belt. Faces continued to appear," Mike said.

“Then this idiot got into some trouble because he was accused of collusion with the rebels for his reporting on the rebels, and was almost caught by the Federal Intelligence Service and put in jail,” he said:
"If you ask Speer, he'll tell you about the whiskey he had with that Augustus Mengsk."

Come to think of it, several people here have some connections with Augustus. Augustus is actually the boss behind Mike, and Speer once tracked and interviewed the future Marshal of the Revolutionary Army, and Doni Vormilian scolded him mercilessly.

"We UNN people, what face do we need?" Duni deeply agreed.

"Do you want to follow him?"

"Follow him to see." Mike said: "Staying here is not an option, I'd like to see what tricks he wants to play again."

As Mike said, he followed, and Donnie ran over at a faster speed and stood with Spier, as if he wanted to rub the camera.They walked through numerous corridors, carefully looking for a way out in the dark and deserted headquarters building.

So far no military personnel from either side have attempted to enter the building, but the strategic location of UNN headquarters should not be overlooked by any military officer with a strategic eye.It strangles the traffic artery leading to the seat of the Federal Parliament. If someone can install heavy firepower points such as machine guns and electromagnetic guns on it, they will definitely be able to inflict painful casualties on the enemy.

"This is Max Speer, I'm reporting for you from the front line. The earthlings' offensive seems to have been hindered, and they finally stopped in front of the impregnable fortress of the Federal Army." Speer finally came to the stairs, walking He also stared at the camera in front of him intently, as if he was not worried that he might fall.

"I'm Donny Vormilian, special correspondent, and I'm reporting on the frontline battles with Mr. Speer." Donny tried to push Speer away.

"Hey, what are you doing, kid." Spier was furious: "Don't make trouble! The UNN audience doesn't know Donnie."

"Sooner or later, I will be famous in Koplu." Doni's face was thick as hell.

"This is the very center of the battlefield. The voice is so loud that I believe the earthlings will take you away!" Spier took out a cane from nowhere and slammed Duni on the head: "You idiot want to destroy everything!"

Suddenly, everyone was convinced that they heard the sound of footsteps and the sound of pulling the bolt, and several soldiers in gray-white power armor rushed out of the stairs with the momentum of thunder.One of the officers raised the pistol in his hand and shattered the spherical camera parked in the air with one shot.

The power armor he wears is obviously very different from that of the Federation Marine Corps. The reactor cooling equipment is much smaller and lighter, and the armor plates are connected by thin and tough nanowires instead of the servo skeleton of the Federation armor.What it wears is a cross helmet with a blue mask, and various shrinking geometric symbols and numbers can be seen on the head display.

One of them was wearing white power armor, with some kind of injection gun on the front of the arm, and a reserve unit for laser scalpels and automatic staplers.Their wall-mounted shields are painted with red and white crosses, and the storage room under the shields contains nano medical kits.

UED medic.

"You're right. Now, throw away what's in your hands, and stand the bumpkins against the wall." The officer waved his hand, and more soldiers entered from behind.

"You guys are lucky, it's me, and I'm in need of a few locals and 'translators' who understand the terrain." His voice was heavily accented, mixed with a lot of difficult slang.Perhaps the man was seeing it as a refined, pure solar system accent that someone like Edmund Duke would call him a bastard from the fringes.

The regions are so far apart that it sounds like another language.

Mike, who was standing in the back, had to raise his hands with his panic-stricken colleagues—the Earthlings were human and not zerg, at least they would reason with you.

Then the lights of the searchlights on the power armor of these Earth soldiers, Mike can see the strange symbols on their bodies, which are some kind of ancient runes, representing the earth's satellite Luna (luna, the United Earth Council colony).

"Moonman." Mike gaped.

He has a certain understanding of the history of the earth. Long before the ancestors of humans in the Koprulu star area set off from the earth, the earth people established colonies on the satellites of the earth. remained loyal to Earth for centuries.

"Sir, we are all ordinary citizens of Tarsonis." Speer felt sorry for his expensive photographic equipment, and raised his hands as the other party said.

"No ordinary citizen would run around in the urban area at this time." The UED officer never opened his helmet visor, so these uneasy UNN employees could only speculate on the face underneath.

What do people on Earth look like?Maybe they are not ordinary human beings long ago.

"This media building has now been requisitioned by the UED Expeditionary Force, and you can choose to serve us." He didn't seem to give any other options.

"You mean you want us to be traitors to the Tyranids. I tell you that there is absolutely no possibility! This great nation will never bow to the invaders!" Unexpectedly, Doni Vormilian jumped immediately He got up, raised his arms and shouted, claiming that he would never be a Tyrannosaurus.

The guy probably thought the rear camera was still working.

"Threats can make a coward give in, but they can't make a brave Tyranid fighter abandon his nation and country!"

(End of this chapter)