StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 70 Fort Wetter Camp
As I write this, it is already ten o'clock in the evening, and Augustus is still not sleepy at all, so he turns on the desk lamp and prepares to read a book.

Suddenly, his personal terminal rang, and the caller ID was Harnack: "Augustus, it's bad, Zander and Jim were taken away by gangsters when they were out tonight!"

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on here in detail?" Augustus closed the computer, frowning, thinking about the meaning of Harnack's words.

A few seconds later, Augustus stood up and walked to the bedroom door, holding his personal terminal in one hand and taking his flat hat and coat from the hanger next to the door in the other.He was only wearing a shirt at this time, walking towards the main entrance of the living room while talking.

Normally, when the bold Harnack and the unsmiling Ward stand together, Augustus will always think of being brainless and unhappy, but Harnack is not the one who will call and harass him in the middle of the night to play pranks Man, that's the only thing Josephine can do.

"The refugee camp in Wetburg, let's go to the town of Howe to buy food and give it to the refugees..." The more Augustus told Hanak not to worry, the more excited he became, even to the point where he couldn't organize his words.

"Let me say..." A person next to him answered the phone, and the voice was Tychus Finlay.There was a lot of wind on the other side, indicating that the two of them were probably in a certain wilderness right now.

"Mengsk, it's probably like this." Tychus's speech is not slow but also clear. The disadvantage is that he talks a lot of nonsense-of course, it is far less than when he was fighting. Augustus usually speaks directly. shielded.

"While we were going to have some fun in the small town of Howe today, Jim and Zander heard someone talking about the Wetburg refugee camp, saying that the people there were starving to death and freezing to death. You know Zander's character, he She's as kind as Ice Princess, and she can shed tears watching a playhouse movie," Tychus said.

"I didn't take it seriously at all, but they insisted on meddling."

He said gloatingly: "I don't know where Zander got so much money to buy two truckloads of clothes and bread and send them to the refugee camp. Jim and Harnack were worried about him, so they followed him... Of course, these two people must have paid a lot of money."

"It turned out that not long after entering the refugee camp, they even hijacked people and cars to the gangsters in the refugee camp. Hanak and I happened to go pee together and escaped unharmed."

"Wetburg Refugee Camp..." Augustus had already walked out of the living room at this time, struggling to put on his coat in the elevator going downstairs, he didn't have time to wonder why Tychus followed him: "I haven't heard of it. "

"The refugee camp is far away from Howe Fortress, and it is still in a basin twenty miles south of the ruins of Fort Wetter. It was established by the escaped city residents after Fort Wetter was razed to the ground by the Hai Gelong Legion. As always, the federal government just ignores them and treats the refugees as dead," Tychus said.

"Don't they know who those refugees are? I'm sure someone must have sneaked up to the local gang. We went in uniform and the bastards didn't know we were Marines."

"Send me the location coordinates." Augustus walked into the underground garage and jumped into his command vehicle.

"Stay where you are, I'll be right there."

"We're not going anywhere, boss." Harnack's voice sounded suddenly.

"Damn it! Don't stick it to my face!" Tychus hung up the communication phone amidst a roar.

It looked like they were in a good place, at least they still had the energy to fight.

"Major Warfield." Augustus got through Warfield's personal terminal as he drove towards the third row barracks.

"Say." Warfield spit out a word.

"Two of my soldiers were caught by gangsters in Wetburg Refugee Camp, and I'm going to take someone to find them," Augustus said.

"I don't have time to write the report."

"Do you want me to send another platoon there?" Warfield said after a moment of silence, "I'll immediately notify the parking platform to prepare for the transport plane."

"A resocialization platoon," Augustus said. "They're under my command."

Going to the refugee camp didn't require so many people, but the refugee camp was mixed with fish and dragons, and Augustus was not sure whether the gangsters there had dangerous weapons.

"Save civilians as much as possible," Warfield concluded.

"I know." Augustus' command car stopped at the entrance of the barracks dormitory, and the two sentries guarding the gate saluted immediately when they saw him.

"Notify all the squads that we will be on the night shift today." The two sentries belonged to the second squad of the third row of Augustus, and they were two second-class soldiers.

"Yes, sir!"

……

The two APOD light transports have been in the air for about 10 minutes.In the darkness, the flickering lights of the transport ship are like fireflies flying towards the sky.

At some point, the dropship begins to descend, its thrusters perpendicular to the ground, and it hovers in the air.

The movable decks on both sides of the spaceship slowly opened, and a marine in power armor jumped from a height of tens of feet, and landed on the soft snow with the help of the jet pack.

The power armor painting of these marines is the exclusive black and gray of the demon of heaven, with a white skull on the mask, and one of the soldiers is holding a winged demon flag of the demon of heaven in his arms.

Dilapidated "houses" appeared in the eyes of Augustus and others.

Refugees use car frames, shipping containers, prefabricated panels and other materials from the city to build their houses. The shape of these strange and colorful buildings depends entirely on the sturdiness of their construction materials and the whimsy of their builders.

No refugee house is the same, the only thing they have in common is that they are all crude and look very vulnerable to collapse.

The builders of the refugee camps obviously did not consider the issue of sewage. There is frozen domestic sewage and excrement between the huts next to each other. Industrial waste is piled up on large open spaces, and useless garbage is discarded at will.

The humble hut was crooked and crumbling in the wind, covered with motor oil, mud and other filth.Large patches of dark red, ringworm and mold, cling to the walls and roof like an ugly skin.

Even so, these houses could almost be called mansions in the refugee camp.A considerable number of houses are sheds with no walls, beams and scrap metal panels, no different from cowsheds.In this cold night, it was full of people who died of cold and starvation.

"Rundstein, you take the first squad to Tychus and Harnack," Augustus said over the comm channel.

"Brace yourselves, there are ordinary refugees here, as well as hooligans, big gangs, smugglers, terrorists and government-hating, marine-hating separatists."

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