StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 63 The Platoon of Augustus
Noon on January 8.

About a week ago, the cold wave originating from the Permafrost Ocean passed through the Thorny Plain where Fort Howe was located and headed south.Fort Howe has not seen the sun for days on end, and its Victorian pointed windows are always covered with icicles.

But this day changed from the haze of the past, and the weather was sunny.The sun of the Turaxis galaxy is like a yellowish ball of light in the sky, with warm sunlight.

On the parking platform of Fort Howe, hundreds of crew members and ground staff were running in all directions at the same time.The Avengers lifted off one by one, the air and engines screaming through the clouds and sinking into them.

Soldiers in the third row of the first company stood in line on the right side of an APOD-34 atmospheric transport aircraft. Their silver-gray CMC-250/EX power armor had a mercury-like luster in the sun.

Augustus stood at the front of the procession, facing his men, proud of the neatness of the procession and the solemnity with which they waited.His platoon is the most elite unit in this fortress.

"It's twelve o'clock sharp now. In 10 minutes, we will board the plane and check your weapons again..." Augustus said.

"Hey, Sergeant Mengsk, look here!" A discordant voice interrupted Augustus, but even though he was very dissatisfied, he still looked in that direction.

Two cameras were pointing at Augustus, and at least ten members of the UNN documentary film crew carried the brackets to move the camera position to adjust the angle, and a microphone fixed on a long pole was sent in front of him.

"I'm frontline reporter Max Pierce, the UNN broadcaster. I'm reporting for you from Fort Howe in Turasis." A man in white power armor staggered to Augustus in front of him, awkwardly put his arm around his shoulders, and aimed at the camera.

"This is Sergeant Augustus Mengsk, an elite role model of the Marine Corps, whose wisdom and conduct are worthy of the title of a hero."

The face of this frontline reporter was clean and tidy, with a mustache on his upper lip, and a bright smile on his lips: "Sergeant Mengsk, your expression is very good now, soldiers should be so serious and cold. Great, you The expression now looks as if it would wring the heads of a hundred Kel-Morians off at once."

"This is not a live broadcast, Peggy, remember to cut this part, and the background music should be "Eternal Glory of the Federation."

"You are about to carry out a great and honorable mission - to rescue the Union soldiers who were unfortunately captured. What do you have to say about this, Sergeant Mengsk?" The reporter took out a manuscript paper from nowhere: "According to Just read it."

"Tychus!" Augustus raised his eyebrows.

"What?" The reporter was at a loss: "Oh—you don't have to pronounce it that way, just open your mouth, and we will resynthesize a piece of speech..."

Before the frontline reporter finished speaking, a huge shadow enveloped him.Immediately afterwards, a huge hand reached out from above the reporter's head and grabbed the helmet. A force knocked him to the ground, and Tychus Finley pulled him away from Augustus by the helmet. .

"We're about to go fatten the Kel-Morians, grind their asses and drive them back into the mud puddles of Moria." Tychus said as he dragged the terrified frontline reporters along, "My boss is a little out of sorts right now I'm so happy, now, I have to ask you to get out."

"If you weren't wearing iron armor, I would have grabbed your collar by the nape of your neck like a chicken, kicked your ass and thrown you out."

A corps of photographers and men in uniform followed the frontline reporter being dragged along, but none dared to pull him back from Tychus' grasp.Amidst the scratching of the power armor and the ground, the dazed reporter was dragged several hundred yards away.

"Before we finish the mission, if you run up to Sergeant Mengsk again and jump around like a monkey. I'll chain you to the landing gear of the transport plane, understand?" Tychus said The sound is smooth and powerful.

Seeing Max nodded, Tychus turned and walked towards his platoon.At this time, Tychus suddenly began to think about a question, that is why Augustus just yelled, and he immediately stood up.

This is not quite right.

In the past, Tychus, without exception, thought his officers were a bunch of idiots.But Augustus was different. He was almost a natural leader, brave, full of wisdom, and extremely assertive.

Augustus' subordinates respected him and followed his back, as if they were chasing light.Even Tychus had to admit that there were many qualities in Augustus that even a villain of his stature admired.

This is a good thing, maybe Augustus will become a hero, even a general, and his old men will of course get and be promoted.On top of that, the Mengsk family is rich.

Tychus tried to convince himself that he only obeyed Augustus because of his rank and greed for the Mengsk family wealth.

"Form and board," Augustus ordered after Tychus returned to the ranks.

Augustus was having a headache for the UNN reporter, Hobas was right, UNN was indeed preparing to interview him.Part of this is because Augustus has repeatedly made military exploits, but more is due to a political consideration.

While Senator Angus Mengsk, widely acclaimed among Korhal's populace, was a reactionary headache for the federal government, his son was a Marine Corps fighting hero.He is loyal to the Federation and will of course fight any separatist forces to the end.

Since arriving at Fort Howe last weekend, frontline reporter Max Pierce followed Augustus like a follower, saying that he would shoot a documentary depicting the frontline and heroes.Marx said that a large number of authors hired by UNN were preparing to write books and biographies based on Augustus, and Augustus could only perfunctorily say that it was still too early.

As the transport's engines started, Augustus quickly put the matter behind him as he looked over at a unit of which he was genuinely proud.

Leading the way was Jim Raynor, the monitor of the first squad. He and the Marines behind him were once just recruits in boot camp, like a piece of unbeaten blank.But now, the war is gradually shaping them, whether it is a sharp sword or a heavy hammer, it all depends on their own circumstances and abilities.

Lisa Keshidi, the newest medic in the third row, was at the back, her silver-gray powered armor with a red cross on each shoulder plate.

By perusing the medic's resume, Augustus was able to learn that Lisa had served much longer than he had imagined.Lisa, who graduated from Tarsonis University, was already an experienced field medic long before the Battle of Kailian began.

Other records are much more shocking. In a canyon encounter, Lisa was in a state of extreme excitement due to an overdose of adrenaline or drugs, and she slapped the Kel-Morian Air Wolf s face.

Augustus is still observing the state of the medical soldier. Lisa Kexidi's stimulant addiction symptoms are much more serious than he imagined. The withdrawal reaction of drug withdrawal makes her often listless and listless.

At present, Augustus has cut off Lisa's supply of stimulants and forbade her to leave the fortress. He must do this, otherwise no one can guarantee that she will tear her own mouth open next time.Even so, he still felt that such means were too mild.

Seeing Augustus looking at her, Lisa lowered her helmet, smiled at him, and blinked her big light blue eyes.

Lisa is a very smart woman - far smarter than she makes it out to be.This beautiful woman is trying to curry favor with Augustus, hoping that he will allow her to obtain drugs from other sources.

Augustus was well aware of this.

　Ask for a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)