StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 505 Plague Watcher

The torrential rain gradually subsided, and the wind direction began to change.But then it snowed, followed by fist-sized hail, and the road started to freeze and become extremely slippery.The clouds completely obscured the starlight, and the lights of every house were the only light source in Freeport.

Becca Luo is definitely a bad place, with a harsh climate and poor soil. Most of the land is ridged by repeated rainwater. The terrain is winding and winding, and there is no room for any vegetation.

Although the frequent lightning strikes on the planet can generate a large amount of nitrogen dioxide and nitric acid to provide enough nitrogen fertilizer for the growth of crops, Beka Luo's lightning strikes are too frequent.She was just a gray, stone planet, of which there might be ten million in the galaxy, on which Brun's ancestors had erratically decided to take root.

Not all worlds are blessed with Tarsonis, Korhal, and Tyrador, but humans are a hardy race, adaptable to nearly every hostile environment in the galaxy.

Bren climbed onto the family's robo-harvester, feeling his health go from bad to worse.When he started the engine, he was almost coughing up blood, every cell in his body seemed to be howling, and the severe pain roared from his heart and lungs like an overwhelming sea.

He knew he might not be able to last much longer, before he would be one of those alienated monstrosities at the weather station with warts and tentacles on his face.Overwhelmed by regret, pain, and fear, Brun sat almost motionless in the driver's seat of the harvester for long periods of time.

Fortunately, this Zerg virus has not yet invaded the brain of the controlled Brun.All infected humans will eventually become servants of the hive mind, which is a fate worse than death.

Fortunately, Brun doesn't know yet.

Bren is buoyed up by love and a sense of duty to his family and to Freeport as a whole, and if the town is eventually overwhelmed by this horrific infection, so will his loved ones.

Bren is only the second generation of immigrants born and raised by Becca Luo. His understanding of this world is limited to Freeport, and his vision is only the canyon behind the pass and the cultivated land after that.

Brun had dreamed of being a starship trooper before, because he liked travel and adventure, and starships tended to be always shuttling through galaxies, quadrants, and galaxies.And Becca Luo didn't have this condition at all.Not to mention interstellar warships, even spaceships that can fly out of the atmosphere are either rusted in warehouses, or are dismantled and used as valuable building materials.

He used to be the most adventurous and curious person in Freeport, and his keen intuition for machinery also allowed him to repair damaged agricultural irrigation equipment and harvesting facilities with ease.Blumben had a chance to go further, but there wasn't much here to teach him.

Later, he had to accept the reality he had to face, married and had children early like everyone else in Freeport, and tried his best to feed himself and his family.Such an unrealistic dream can only be left aside and let it slowly weather.

A gust of wind blew past, raising snow like white fog, and rolling up hailstones, clanging on the windshield and roof of the harvester.Outside the window of the car, which was pitted by hailstones, the Liberty Port, which was just lit up, was crumbling in the storm, moaning and trembling.

Originally, at this time, the four members of the Bren family should happily sit on the dining table covered with a blue check cloth and eat the simplest dinner. Most of the dinner is simple bread, bacon, and some warm barley tea.When it thunders, it's windy and stormy outside, but the house is warm and cozy, and his daughter, Octavia Bren, will sit on her lap and giggle.

People in poor places in the entire galaxy probably lived like this. Brun heard that the central world of the Tyrann Federation was extremely prosperous, but he didn't have much concept in his mind.

Thinking of the smiling faces of his wife and children, Brun still endured the pain and fear in his heart and started the harvester to drive up the concrete road in Freeport, passing through the howling wind and hailstones.

Becca Luo taught the people here how to fight against nature, taught them what patience is, and how to endure the suffering and pain in life.On the edge of the Koprulu Sector, only the hardiest survive.

With not a single car in sight on the stormy Main Street in Freeport, families are sitting in their homes and bracing the storm.Where there are lights and flames, it is the place where human civilization sprouts.

This harvester has been in the Bren family for some years, older than the two children, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, just like family members.

This kind of highly automated and integrated harvester can be seen in almost any world in any Tyrannian Federation, with functions such as plowing, gravel and sowing, and a solid gasoline flamethrower can be added if necessary.According to the practice of the Kemerian people, the harvester can be used as a tank by welding a few steel plates, and they can even convert the super-giant planetary excavator into an electromagnetically accelerated road-based fighter launch port.

The combine was the most loyal and reliable partner of the settlers, and Brun only hoped it wouldn't fail today.

Brun's destination was the home of Jacob Nikolai, who may also have been infected, and near his home was the location of Freeport's largest and only radio broadcaster.Even though the old equipment is 40 to [-] years old, the parts are already rusted, and whether it can still be used is a problem.

Suddenly, a beam of light came from a fork in the street, dazzled the eyes.Bren recognized it immediately. It was the car of Freeport teacher Kirsten Werner, an old flat-topped four-wheeler that Kirsten's father had bought from a used car dealer. The Terra family of Tarsonis hadn't yet entered the maglev car industry.

This car is a treasure in a rural place like Freeport, after all, in a circle of harvesters, a sedan always stands out from the crowd.

And this is also a good car that Kirsten is proud of, just like his unique greasy middle split, which goes hand in hand with him, but this does not prevent him from being a serious and responsible teacher and warm-hearted.

"You got it too? Kirsten." The Harvester's communicator broke two years ago, and no one has been able to fix it since.Brun could only talk to Kirsten on the walkie-talkie.

Kirsten also followed Nicholas and Brun to check the lost weather station, accompanied by old Rustin and the only biologist in the town, Gradley.If there is no accident, they may have been infected, and the creep is one of the most basic infection routes for spreading the Zerg virus.

Thinking about it now, the army of the Tyrann Empire should have been informed at that time, but the people in Freeport only believed in their own people.People are like this, they will never believe what they are facing until the catastrophe is imminent.

"For God's sake, I used up the last of my strength to climb into the car. The only people who can save this town now are the people of the Tyrannian Empire. If there is no cure for this disease, Old Brun, when the time comes And I will each give each other a shot, and don't leave it to harm others." Kirsten's tone was still very calm, he has always been such a person.In other words, crying doesn't do anything right now.

Most of the people living in this town are family members. They have gone through all kinds of hardships, and even natural disasters and man-made disasters have not defeated the people of Beka Luo.

"Go to Nikolai's house, this sneaky guy used this crisis to get the first mayor approved at the town hall meeting. If that's the case, he should be held accountable," Brun said.

There is not much time to discuss their illnesses now. If they alienate into such monsters now, everyone in the town will suffer.

"The devil is on the body! These imperial people brought the devil, I knew they would not bring good news, I saw the true colors of these people 40 years ago! This strange disease may be caused by them, no, bet Go to my four gas extraction facilities, they must have done it!" Soon, the old miner Rustin's harvester jumped onto Brun's rearview mirror, roaring and chattering in his unique loud voice:

"This is not the end. While I'm alive, even if I can catch my breath, I will definitely beat up these imperial bastards!"

Rustin's home was a few miles from Freeport, but after seeing the horrors of the weather station, even an old tough guy like Rustin, who had been in Coplu for many years, dared not stay outside.

Finally, the biologist Gradley also managed to get in touch with Brun, who was also infected with the virus.After a brief understanding of the situation, the biologist, who has contributed a lot to the genetic improvement of Freeport livestock with a noble and selfless spirit, decided to lock himself up at home and use his own body to conduct experiments to find an antidote.

Even if Becca Luo is not a suitable place to live in, the people here are no longer those who are full of resentment towards the Federation, they also love the land under their feet.

"Say a few words, Rustin, while we are still alive." Bren gasped and drove the harvester out of the style of a sports car, and the teacher and miner's car followed closely: "The town must be warned people!"

"You're going to be a hero?" Rustin growled.

"I've burned all my refineries and kept the last barrel of gas for myself, is that enough?"

"Lustin, if you share some of your courage with your romantic cells, you won't be single for so long." Despite the unbearable pain in his body, Kirsten still laughed.

"I hate living with other people," Rustin said. "You should have known. I'm a lone wolf."

Freeport is not big, even if you drive from the edge of the town to the center of the town, it only takes ten minutes.Soon, the residence of the current mayor, Nikolai, arrives.

As soon as he became mayor of Freeport, the oily but eloquent young man chose as his mansion the best house in town, which was originally a large warehouse for electronic equipment and other equipment.

It was a tall double-story stainless steel red brick house, and there were even two gargoyle stone sculptures carved in marble at the door. I don’t know where Nicholas got these old antiques. They should have been in the church. decorate.

There are still workshops and hired workers in places like Beka Luo, but there is no concept of money, and the class gap is very small.

Bren and Kirsten knocked on the door of Nicholas' house soon after, and by this time, the blond young man who lived alone had disheveled hair and tears streaming down his face.This seemed to be the most normal state. He knew that he was terminally ill, and the severe pain and fear were enough to drive a person crazy.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"It hurts me to death."

"It's been so long, you just stay here and cry? Where's the broadcasting console?" Brun grabbed Nikolai's torn suit, while the old miner jumped up and slapped the young mayor:

"Cry, cry, slug, can crying kill the Zerg and the virus?"

"I'm going to die." Nicholas cried like a beaten puppy.

"I haven't said that there is no rule of law. What are you in a hurry for?" Rustin slapped Nicholas again. This ancient old man is always the object of fear of the children in the town. Even today, many people see this eccentric man. The old man is going to scare the shit out of him.

"I'll take you there right away," said Rustin, who was afraid of death.

After a few seconds, Bren, who was standing outside, suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling from a high altitude—the sound of wind and snow was still heard, but the muffled sound of the collision was very clear.

First, a black shadow landed on the house opposite Nikolai's house, smashing a deep hole on the top of the house.With the help of the lights in the house, Brun could see the shadow of a man rolling from the roof to the ground and falling a few hundred yards away.

It was a person, a person whose body had been thrown into disarray. Limbs and head were twisted at angles that normal people could not do, and one leg was twisted into twists by the huge impact.

For a moment, neither Brun nor Kirsten next to him could react.Immediately afterwards, this bloody "person" stood up tremblingly, and staggered towards the several people with wide-eyed eyes.

The distorted humanoid creature was still wearing electroplated silver-white power armor fragments, and its helmet had been lost somewhere, revealing an extremely pale face.Half of that face still retains the skin texture of the past, while the other half is red and swollen like a rosacea and swollen many times.

Two vicious eyes glowing dim yellow peered out from under the helmet, tendrils and huge fleshy knobs spilling from gaps in the armor.

It can be imagined that it must have been a brave human soldier, and he should be very proud of his armor and role.

But right now, it's just a twisted and terrifying monster.

Brun tried his best to identify the golden eagle emblem on the opponent's armor, as if he wanted to figure out its original identity, but he soon couldn't care less.

Immediately afterwards, more monsters like this fell from the sky like rain, hitting various houses with irregular impact sounds and making huge muffled sounds.Thousands of twisted shadows squirmed to their feet, their eyes glowing yellow or red.

They uttered incomprehensible ravings, and staggered towards those who were still alive and trembling.

"There's a warship up there!" Kirsten pointed to the sky, and there was a huge interstellar warship in that direction.It was hovering over Freeport, but it couldn't see a single ray of light, nor could it hear the roar of its engines.

That's why the people in the town didn't find it.

Unbeknownst to him, it was an infected UED Vagray frigate.

"That's not an imperial ship!"

The big bell in Freeport rang, and the parents of the town led their children out of the gate, and boys and men in felt hats took up guns.

(End of this chapter)