StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 479 Royal Guard
"How was the trip to New Folsom Prison? Private Tychus Finley."

The armory in the compartment No. 12 of the Hyperion is filled with the smell of acetylene, engine oil and high-energy gas. The heavy industry workshop between the decks is replacing a laser drill tank (Laser drill tank) with a new refined gas engine. to replace its aging fossil fuel engines.

Between the carpeted gray metal bulkheads facing each other on both sides, there are many Revolutionary Army engineers and mechanics standing on each manufacturing platform and operating platform at different levels.Under the blue and white light of the built-in wall lamp in the ceiling above, the electric welding sparks spewed out like a waterfall and fell on the transportation track running at the bottom using electromagnetic acceleration technology.

After Major Matt Horner sorted out the star-shaped collar patch on the neckline of his staff officer uniform, he reached out and handed a Revolutionary Army wolf-patterned coat of arms with red letters on a black background to Tychus Finley, who was smoking a low-quality cigarette, and then The reporter was crossing his legs on the tall supply crates next to the armory shelves.

"How about a big pile of shit with piss on it?" Tychus took the armband from Matt's hand, glanced at it, and put it on the collar of his overalls.

The idea of ​​stepping on this armband under his feet and walking away flashed in Tychus' mind, as a kind of resistance to Augustus Mengsk's severe punishment, and to show his unrestrained, unrestrained and free-spirited personality.

However, the wolf armband is the insignia of Augustus' personal guard.In any case, it meant he could escape the dreary Armory workshop for something more interesting.

Thinking about it, since I was kicked into New Folsom Prison by Augustus last time to experience life, and was taken back last month and thrown into Rory Swan's men to suffer, Tychus Finley It may have been a century since I had touched the bright and colorful world.

Moreover, according to army regulations, if Tychus really did this, he would have to live in New Folsom for at least another half month.

"I bet, kid, your white ass will piss if it touches the rusty iron bars of the new Folsom prison." A rising star like Horner is not yet a senior general in the core circle of the Revolutionary Army.

"Really? I want to experience it." Matt Horner pulled on his wide-brimmed felt hat with gold trim, showing an impeccable smile, completely showing no signs of joking.

"New Folsom has been the place where many revolutionaries have stayed, and there are all great fighters who are most loyal and steadfast to the revolution. Many heroes I know have been imprisoned, and now among them Some of them are still in command of the revolutionary ranks.”

"I've never seen such an idiot as you, who rushed to suffer. Revolution! Revolution! What's the use if you're going to die?" Tykeston was so angry that he almost suspected that this man always had eyes shining The hopeful yellow-haired boy is burying himself.

"He's warning me."

Of course, this kid hasn't seen much of the world yet, and he doesn't have the desire to mock others, nor does he have the brains.

A boy, a nerd, full of revolutions and old-fashioned rules and regulations.Although he is still very young, his personality is calmer than the 30-year-old Tychus.Generally speaking, Tychus has always kept such people at arm's length.

Think about it, when Augustus brought this brat out of Tyrador IX, he was like a homeless puppy who didn't know what to do.Now he is an officer of the General Staff of the Revolutionary Army, but Tychus is getting more and more back.

Tychus said it was a hero without asking where it came from, while Augustus thought it was a dog who couldn't change it and ate shit.

"...Really." Major Matt was noncommittal: "I think, when Redstone Star signed the peace treaty with UED, if you hadn't just danced in front of Marshal Augustus and completely forgot about your responsibilities, you wouldn't have It would make him fly into a rage."

"When the marshal, who is usually seldom angry, gets angry, no amount of good things we say can help you."

"I'm pretty sure that old dog Edmund Duke laughed about it all day, and he's sure that bastard Augustus is kicking out the old party of Heavenly Demons and bringing in new ones." Ty Case said.

"Actually, I couldn't help myself at the time." He argued, "At that time, I drank a little wine and lay down on the body of the Camerian beauty for a while. I don't know what happened afterwards."

"Don't look at the old boy Augustus Mengsk who is tolerant and magnanimous on the surface, but he is actually very narrow-minded. I just laughed a little louder at his little skirt joke, and I actually remember it until now." Tychus go on:
"He doesn't think that he is the only one who knows about this, does he? Everyone in Hyperion already knows about it? What's the matter, I'm still wearing a skirt now."

"That's why Augustus threw me in New Folsom, saying I was going to get in anyway. And then put me in the hands of Rory Swan, and didn't he know I had trouble with that dwarf Is it possible to ask soldiers to embroider flowers?"

"You have to do things down-to-earth, and now you are at least a colonel or even a major general." Matt sighed.

"You don't understand at all, if you don't have some fun in your life, if you don't have some excitement, how can you know that you are really alive?"

"You know, this is the world the Marshal wanted: no war after war, no conflict... no excitement—my teachers at Umoyan University told me they would call that, peace." Matt Just looking into Tychus's absent-minded blue eyes.

"When we were still in the Federal Marine Corps, Augustus liked to write letters to his cute little sister, telling some childish and ridiculous fairy tales. Why, could it be that he really lived in such fairy tales before?" It's hard to say who in this world knows the real Augustus Mengsk better than Tychus.

"Oh~ Keha's little prince..."

"That's the world of his dreams, the starry sky, the peaceful world." Matt immediately retorted, "You never really read those tender letters."

"Mr. Finley, you are a great hero admired by the people, not a hooligan who steals chickens and dogs. You know how many people are shouting the name of Tychus Finley, waiting for you to save them."

"The hero is very busy." Unexpectedly, Tychus turned red in the face.It's just that in the case of such a shameless face, this point can be completely ignored.

As Matt said, he took a set of gold and red military uniform from a marshal's personal guard next to him, and handed it to Tychus: "Now I should call you Lieutenant Tychus Finley."

"Wow, it looks good. The Marshal's Guard has issued a new uniform." After all, Tychus was a gentleman with exquisite taste, and rubbed his hands when he took the uniform. —even though it looked like a fly.

It can already be seen from the Marshal's personal guard next to Matt that the new uniform is a red uniform and dark blue trousers, equipped with golden buttons, V-shaped and gold star epaulettes representing military ranks.

Compared with ordinary uniforms, the uniforms of the guards are much more gorgeous. The laces, tassels and golden wolf logo on the cuffs and shoulders of the uniforms are all pure gold, and even the two sides of the flat hat have golden laurel leaves interlaced with each other .

"It is the new uniform design proposed by Deputy Chief of Staff Arcturus Mengsk. I heard that he used the private high-end tailor who originally worked for the Tagore family for this purpose. The style is modeled after the royal guard costumes of the ancient Earth country era." Matt is now considered to have entered the top management at the beginning, and he can be regarded as able to understand a lot of inside information.

Although he is too young, Matt is indeed a rare talent.In just two years, Matt not only became an experienced captain through actual combat, but also took ample time off to study, and finally passed the Umoyan National Naval Academy graduation exam recently.

"Royal Guard? It seems that what those old guys said is true, they are going to make Augustus Mengsk a dictator emperor." Tychus clicked his tongue: "This is different from what was agreed at the beginning , can those who make revolution buy it?"

"They feel that the republic is unreliable. Instead of waiting for a group of noisy members to waste time arguing in the parliament, it is better to let the really wise people take power. That is to say, if the Keha uprising was announced to the world His Mengsk family is going to be the royal family, so how can they respond to everyone."

"Where is this? The people on Earth and the Federation are still alive, and these people are thinking about setting up a new king. This is freedom, and this is revolution."

The old guys in the mouth of Tychus mainly refer to the gang of Horace Warfield and Arcturus Mengsk.

"This is the proposition of Chief of Staff Arcturus, and the marshal has always strongly opposed it." Matt didn't think so: "But I have to say that there have been a lot of voices in the army recently, and many people think that only Augustus Mengsk deserves the title. After all, Augustus was meant to be emperor."

"Since the history of the Koprulu sector, there has never been an empire or an emperor here, nor has it been oppressed by an autocratic system. On the contrary, they extremely loathe the so-called democracy and parliamentary system represented by the Tyranid Federation, and Totally disappointed with the past federal system," he said.

"For the people here, that's just the long-forgotten history of the earth. Most people in the peripheral world don't even know what an emperor is, but at least they all know that it's an extremely revered word... They probably think That's cool."

"That's right, it's just a title. In my opinion, there is no difference between an imperial system and a republic. As long as the people below live better than before, what is there to be dissatisfied with?" Tychus is an extremely shrewd person:
"Didn't the protoss also say that they are some kind of protoss empire? If we don't build an empire, the momentum will be much weaker."

He changed the subject: "What do you think? When the time comes, those who agree will stand on one side, and those who oppose it will stand on the other."

"I neither agree nor disagree. As long as the people can live better under the new regime, that's fine. Conversely, if Marshal Augustus will become a very different person in the future, turning his back on the present commit to whatever vision he pursues, and I must stand up against him."

"Then you can rest assured, at least Augustus can't be worse than the Federation." Tychus had already taken off his coat while speaking, and put on the golden-red Royal Guard uniform.

"Okay, tell me what new tasks he has for me."

"Marshal Augustus has decided to reactivate you as a squadron commander in his bodyguard," Matt said.

"As you know, we just started another war with UED not long ago. Now the fleet is attacking the core world controlled by UED, Bronte Master Star." He said:
"UED's fleet in the Brontes system has been completely defeated, and the landing battle is about to start. Before the marshal rushes to the Governor's Palace on Brontes' main star to give a speech, you have to be ready to command a guard."

"I have to say, old Tychus is an expert in this field, and the private security company in this sector is not worthy of carrying my shoes." Although there are many complaints, Tychus really dare not offend Augustus now up.

"He still can't leave me... But I always feel that this matter will not be so simple."

The grey-haired boy always kept his word, bad or good.

"Well, we've already reached Blount, and we'll be able to invade Tarsonis soon." Tychus could already imagine the prosperous scene of Tarsonis.

Blount is one of the first main star worlds that formed the Tyrann Federation. It is also a prosperous world with a stable social order and a developed economy. It has an extremely important position in the constituent planets of the Federation.

Now, Blount is also one of the most important planets controlled by UED, with a considerable number of fleets and ground troops stationed there.

"It's not that easy. According to intelligence, Stukov once again strengthened Tarsonis's orbital defense system and started mandatory conscription." Matt shook his head and said:

"He may still control a large number of hybrids with an unknown number. The destruction of a large-scale hybrid to our army is unimaginable."

"What about the protoss? There's no way they'd stand by." Tychus knew a lot about hybrids, too.

"The Protoss' homeland, Sacoolas, has been invaded by Zerg, and they may not be able to help us much now." The voice was Augustus, who was still wearing a dark blue military uniform, and he was only accompanied by a red-haired Sarah Kerrigan.

"Augustus?" Tychus opened his mouth slightly because he was too surprised when he turned his head.

"You're talking bad about me again?" Augustus chuckled.

"No," Tychus said immediately.

"He said you were narrow-minded," Kerrigan said with one hand on her hip.

"I hate mind-reading psykers!" Tychus wanted to spit, but swallowed wisely.

"Hey, boss, oh no, Marshal, come and take a look at our new main battle tank." At this time, Rory Swan, the chief engineer who walked up the stairs from the lower deck of the armory, inadvertently explained The perimeter of Tychus.

This does not mean that Swann has a good relationship with Tychus. In fact, although Tychus is by no means a clumsy big man, he just broke Swann's newly invented high-energy gas collection last time. There was a big fight between man and machine.

The two sides called many people from the Marine Corps and the Engineering Corps to prepare for a fight, but in the end they had to stop with the intervention of the Gendarmerie.

"Look at that big guy, it weighs 170 tons, and its armor is 200mm at its thickest point. It has no disadvantages except that it may crush roads and bridges--fuel is one aspect, but compared with its destructive power, that But it’s not worth mentioning.” Swan took Augustus, who came to visit, down from the armory and stood on the platform above a heavy tracked tank.

It was a heavy tank larger than the Arc Light Siege Tank, and the diameter of the muzzle was terrifyingly large.

"We prefer to call him the Draken siege tank - it uses the chassis of the Zeus battle tank, the main gun is the Draken laser drill, and the maximum energy output can reach 1740 billion watts. Considering the cost, it is also It can be replaced with the BDE-1600 mining drill rig from Camerian, which is of course much less powerful."

"Considering the cost and craftsmanship, the output of this tank is very limited, but it can be used as a mobile weapon platform against fortresses."

"Wow - that's putting the power of the sun into your fingertips," Tychus teased.

"Well, you really love the Dracan drill to death." Anyway, the caliber is quite satisfactory to Augustus: "I've known this for a long time."

"The Battle of Blount is the perfect time to test him—Tychus, you do it."

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(End of this chapter)