The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

It was originally here to discuss the next battle plan, but it ended up murdering the emperor, so this task can be skipped.

"Let me introduce myself, I am the Grand Warlord of Tartarus, Oregana 0032; this is the Chief Technician and Strategic Analyst War Scythe. Nice to meet you, Arcturus Mengsk ( Moesk)."

The handshake has just been done, so this step is omitted. (nod)

Arcturus Mengsk rubbed his wrists. He hadn't figured out what was going on now, and the accent of this man who claimed to be the Great Warlord of Tartarus seemed strange, and he couldn't tell where he was from.The siren calling for the guards was next to the wall, but he wasn't sure he'd get to that before he was killed:

"Okay, Great Warlord? What's your purpose? Tell me, who sent you here?"

"Don't be nervous, it's an old friend of yours." The man known as the scythe of war—this is definitely a pseudonym—showed a kind smile, even if he was indoors, he had no intention of taking off his sunglasses.I'm afraid there's a camera on those sunglasses or something?

Now that the situation is out of his control, Arcturos Mengsk looked left and right out of the corner of his eye to confirm the distance between himself and the siren, and said:

"Is that Jim Raynor?"

"No, Mengsk." Warscythe took a step forward. "Not Jim Raynor, and certainly not Sarah Kerrigan."

"That's it?" Arcturus Mengsk narrowed his eyes "Who is it?"

My old friend?All right, where did I get some old friends from?Those 'old friends' now each want to kill themselves.

But the man in black in front of him really said his 'old friend' who didn't intend to kill him:

"It's Yogg Sothoth, and Tzeentch."

"!!"

The old Xiongxiong showed a surprised and complicated expression for a moment, but immediately returned to the calm and majestic face that an emperor should have - that was his appearance in front of people.Indeed, the feeling when these people appeared was the same as when they first heard that voice a few years ago.Not only that, but the young girl next to the man in black, who had not said a word until now, should be meeting him for the first time, but she felt a sense of familiarity that she had known for many years.

He was silent for a while, then snorted coldly:

"Hmph, is it finally here? It's been a few years?"

I'm sorry that the mid-term plan was interrupted, and the stall was picked up again recently when there were enough manpower-this kind of talk is unacceptable, but fortunately, the caliber was adjusted before.Oregana replied:

"It's not an easy thing to hide from Emon. It took us several years to fully prepare. Reckless actions will only lead to failure, and a small failure on this issue is casual It would kill billions of creatures. We don't want to take that risk."

"Hmm..." She dressed up like a murderer, but she was full of benevolence and morality?The sense of disobedience seems to have condensed into lumps and smashed to the ground.

But it was unexpectedly believable, Mengsk shook his head secretly in his heart: "However, you look quite human."

Since a few years ago, he has been imagining what kind of person Yogo Sotos sent to join him.But Arcturus Mengsk, who is not imaginative enough, can only associate it from the direction of Protos and the Zerg—for example, the lower body of the springtail is pierced with the upper body of the templar.

emmmmm... It sounds like a new type of mixed source body, the one that was accidentally broken.

"We can also look like a Zerg," Oregana said seriously, "but the Master is dead, and the Queen of Blades won't listen."

"I hope you haven't forgotten all these years..."

"Of course I haven't," Arcturus Mengsk shook his head. "At that time, Yogg Sothoth told me about the imminent threat beyond the world and the end of this world. And then another voice contacted I, the leader of the swarm, he told me the fact that the swarm was enslaved, told me about Amon's plan to destroy the world, and the only way he thought of against the darkness."

It sounds like Juggernaut made some moves at the time?

In other words, at some point a few years ago, humans, zerg, and certain individuals in Protos reached a certain consensus on avoiding the eyes of the fallen Xel'Naga?

"Give Kerrigan to the swarm?" Warscythe said knowingly. "But that doesn't seem like a good move."

"Neither the Master nor I expected that Kerrigan would lose his mind after becoming the Queen of Blades. Fortunately, Zeratul got the prophecy, and he will complete the remaining tasks for the Master."

"Has Zeratul met you?" Oregana asked in surprise.Zeratul hadn't mentioned this at all before.

Is it [thinking that both parties know] and not mentioning it?Or is it still on guard against something?

"Of course," Arcturus Mengsk replied, "I can't go out often, and the people under me are completely untrustworthy. The shadow of the fallen Sarnaga is hovering around me, hovering around the Protoss, and even shrouding On the fangs and claws of the swarm. Every one of our actions is essentially transparent. I can hide my true intentions under various unreasonable instructions, making me look like a criminal After making a mistake, he only knows that he is a clown who uses the media to cover up and finally achieves his goal, but if he wants to know some special information, he can only rely on the big head with green eyes."

The swarm was enslaved by Amon from beginning to end, and the Queen of Blades lost control after she ascended the throne. Basically, there was no hope.The F2 of the Protos... Al is completely untrustworthy, it is like a LAN system without a firewall, and although human beings are not easy to be controlled, it is certain that Sarnaga must have a traitor buried in human beings.

It sounds like walking a tightrope.To fight against a powerful existence like Amon's, there are only a few people who can act, and they have to think and think again every step they take, and they must hide their true purpose.

In practice it's as difficult as playing football on roller skates...

"A wise choice." Looking at his expression, Oregana didn't think about it. This guy who is used to playing football with a shotgun can't think so much for a while. "Can you tell us about the future plan?" ?"

Arcturus Mengsk walked to the desk, checked the surveillance around the room, and lowered his voice after making sure no one was approaching:

"First of all, the Queen of Blades must be brought back to her senses." He said, "My son Valerian has always had a strong interest in Xel'Naga Artifacts. Can turn the Queen of Blades back into Kerrigan."

Valerian Mengsk, son of Arcturus Mengsk, heir to the Tyrannian Empire.The blond young man is a brave and wise man, and like Arcturus Mengsk in his youth, he has the same hobby of digging around - he is very keen on archaeology.In an era where Xel Naga relics are everywhere, and they are all very useful, this skill is undoubtedly very useful.

In view of the men in the Mengsk family's [O shit daddy! ] characteristics, Arcturus Mengsk has been instilling in Valerian [What is the use of digging these? ], and then watched with a cold face that things were developing in the way he wanted——Er Zai became more and more deeply in love with archeology.

MMP on the face, smiling in the heart.jpg

"Scythe of War, what do you think?" Oregana asked.

"I think the probability of success is within an acceptable range." The Scythe of War pretended to think for a while, "Reverting humans who have turned into Zerg into humans can indeed make them regain their sanity. We have actually tested this, although the process It's rather cumbersome. If you use the Sarnaga artifact, it should be much more convenient."

"You mean 76?"

"That's right, it's her. And after turning back into a human, her psionic level has increased." That's right, Dumber can be used as a swarm sensing antenna.

The two sang together, which stunned Mengsk for a moment.

"So, what should we do? You know, the Zerg army is very strong, and the Queen of Blades is protected by layers of protection. Even if you break through the protection of the swarm, you have to face the Queen of Blades directly. Want to It might not be easy to turn her over and drag her back for purification."

"And your troops can't be used, neither can Protos's, and ours can't be used. The fallen Sarnaga has not yet heard of our arrival. If Tartarus' large fleet is fully deployed, it will be difficult to protect Amoe. We don’t come up with anything new. So we can only send one or two warships to assist.” Oregana went straight to the point, it’s time to get that drunkard out of the mountain, if he doesn’t come out again, I’m afraid it’s going to hurt his liver. Drink fried. "Who should I ask to perform this task? It seems that it does not depend on hiring mercenaries..."

"I already have someone to choose." Mengsk has already confirmed that this big warlord wearing strange armor must have a problem with his accent, but now is not the time to say whether he can speak the common language on the other side "a very suitable candidate."

"Who?"

"Jim...James Eugene Raynor." The syllable of Jim had just been spoken, Mengsk closed his mouth, swallowed the word back, and said his full name in a rigid manner, "No one is more suitable than him. That's the mission."

"Then this part will be handed over to you. We will send a warship made by Koprulu that we have just acquired to assist him in his operations." Oregana signaled, and Tina walked over quietly, holding the pistol and A palm-sized communicator was handed over to Mengsk. "By the way, please take this communication device and use it to communicate with us. Please rest assured that this communication will never be eavesdropped by anyone."

"It's a pretty neat gadget." The communicator is small and exquisitely crafted.Mengsk turned over the fuselage and saw a small golden cat's claw emblem on the back, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The great warlord of Tartarus looks like this, but is the coat of arms the other extreme?

"Then let's contact Mr. Renault first, please tell us his location."

"No, wait a minute." Mengsk shook his head and said, "Before that, I have to give you a detailed introduction to Mr. James Eugene Raynor..."

Although he was addicted to alcohol, Arcturus Mengsk knew that he had a way to get this old friend to pick up his powerful revolver again.

Time to say hello to New Folsom and tell them to let that big Tychus Finley out.

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Chapter 433 Chapter 393: Smoking and Alcohol Injury to the Body (Nodding)

Comprehensive industrial station [Hachi-sama], design laboratory.

"Mayou, send me the blueprint of the magnetic force field generator for battleships." The tin woodman shook his dizzy head, picked up a bottle of energy drink and gulped it down, feeling refreshed immediately "Also help me pay attention to the path of energy flow, we need a reasonable method of pipeline layout."

This refreshing drink has some side effects that are harmless to the clone pilots, but compared to the positive effects, they are nothing compared to the positive effects-when an egghead needs to resist fatigue and complete the work seriously, he will definitely not care about the work Are you going to take a shower after you're done?

To be fair, an ordinary person needs to take a shower after a hard day's work, right? (serious face)

Why is the Tin Woodman so desperate now?The reason lies in the Cerberus-class battleship that is undergoing modification.

From the window of the design laboratory, you can see the black giant on the berth. The armor plate has been disassembled, and the internal structure is fully exposed.The construction machinery is moving up and down, scanning and recording the internal equipment, and automatically compiling it into a blueprint for easy recording and storage.

The technical masters responsible for the design will directly make modifications on the blueprint.

"The path of energy flow, right?" It was the assistant Mayu Asuka who answered her, "Okay, Master."

The girl was involved in a brutal battle many years ago, with extensive injuries all over her body, and her right arm was even amputated in the middle.The marines of the Fist of Tartarus who were on the battlefield at that time accidentally found the girl lying on the battlefield and saved her life.Afterwards, Mayu Asuka became a member of Tartarus, and acted as an assistant of the Tin Woodman, Tartarus' two-handed master.

In the past few years following the Tin Woodman, Mayo Asuka's work is mainly to salvage and analyze warships, fighter jets and various wreckages. Sometimes, he also deliberately recovers wreckage from battlefield relics and scrap dealers for research.Thanks to this, she is quite familiar with most of the star fields currently involved, and even has some connections among scrap dealers:

Like some red-haired hot-blooded monster or something.Think about it carefully, the ship owned by the waste dealer who claims to be the "first shit luck in the universe" actually has a mental model... (Contemplation)

Although it wants to be a shipman. (cover face) (note ①)

After the initial novelty, she was once bored with this kind of work like picking up junk. What Mayu wanted to do was to design a lot of powerful and novel equipment just like bringing her own master and other masters. .

That's right, I can't continue with the work of fishing for wrecks! (make a fist)

When she told the Tin Woodman about her 'rebellious' thoughts, the glasses girl with a metal arm just showed a gentle smile, and then took out a storage box containing the 'Gramer' iron cavalry ship. Machine blueprint:

"Make a transformation, Valkyrie needs a two-seat reconnaissance plane."

Is this... commission?

"What's the request?" She held the blueprint, and her heart suddenly surged with excitement.

"That's all. If you can design a work that satisfies Captain Polina, you can choose your favorite job—of course, it can only be a simple, small, private job at the beginning."

That's enough!

Could this be his graduation exam?

The girl clenched her fist tightly: "I understand."

At that time, Mayo was very happy and felt that she could finally show her talents.According to the scriptures, she installed high-precision detectors on it, stretched the cabin and added a second passenger seat, let the front pilot be responsible for operating the aircraft's navigation and maneuvering, and the rear seat was responsible for operating the guided weapon system and detectors. Corrected the aerodynamic shape of the airframe so that the scout can travel in atmospheric environments.

It took Mayu two weeks to complete her first work. She assembled the array according to the blueprint she provided and parked it in the hangar. Looking at the beautiful body, she has never felt so happy.

However, untested airframes cannot be taken out.For this reason, she found a small partner who usually has a good relationship-Cheetah's Fulianzi Shimada Liulizi to participate in the test.

The test poured cold water on her.

When the two pilots broke into the atmosphere, the body shields failed.

Not only that, the high temperature generated when it entered the atmosphere at high speed caused the high-precision detector and two attitude controllers that lost the protection of the shield to fail, and the plane fell into a devastating rotation at an altitude of [-] kilometers.Let alone reconnaissance, it is very difficult to stabilize the body.

A few minutes later, the two of them came out of the bathroom drenched and hot, with wonderful expressions on their faces.

Sure enough, I am still crazy. (cover face)

"Modify the shape of the body, especially when it is larger, and add several high-power devices, and the load on the mainframe has also become higher." After that, when the frustrated girl walked back to the design laboratory, she greeted Hers is the hot tea that her instructor handed her. "Especially the airframe that needs to enter the atmosphere. In this case, the shield system will actually need to be greatly modified."

"Gu... I'm still too confident." Sure enough, I still lacked thinking.If this kind of problem is pointed out by others, you can refute it, but if you realize it, you have nothing to say, and it will only make people feel depressed.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Every failure we make is a learning process." The Tin Woodman just smiled gently. She didn't show any disappointment, as if she was a teacher looking at a student who has made progress." Analysis The wreckage can learn the structure of various equipment, and you can also know why they become wreckage. You have almost learned this part... Huh, I should have understood it a long time ago. Now that the basics are almost the same, follow me For the next class."

"Eh?"

"Help me, and I will tell you the reason for every operation. Remember, if you don't understand, you must ask." The tin woodman presented the blueprint of 'Gramer' on the display screen, and said, "Now, we Let’s work together to complete this commission.”