StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 18 Horace Warfield

Braddock's late night racing gang is finally being punished.

The military police responded very quickly and set up checkpoints at the four gates of Turasis very efficiently. Still, when Augustus swaggered in with a group of marines, they almost got away with it.

It was only after Augustus was imprisoned in the prison cell that he learned from a military policeman that in order to catch the fish that slipped through the net, every bar in Braddock Town had military personal information collection terminals at the entrance and inside. facial recognition features will be recorded.

None of the soldiers in Bloody Mary's Bar actually made it out in the first place, but at least the experience was enough for Augustus and his gang to brag to the rest of the gang.

For stealing the Vulture, the jail time of Augustus and others was extended to one week. However, Augustus knew that the gendarmerie could only hold them for two more days at most, and the frontline troops, who were in urgent need of new recruits, would not let them take another five days of comfortable vacation.

"Max! Get your feet off!"

Augustus was placed in a crowded cell with nine other men in his class, forced to sleep on a concrete floor with hard planks. And since they weren't really on vacation after all, they had neither food nor a place to bathe all night, so they could only sleep in wet clothes.

If that were the case, then no matter what, the second row and the first class would still have to share the same toilet without any obstruction.

"You can't blame me for that. You have to ask the jailers why they don't make this place more spacious." Xander Marks retorted in a louder voice.

"I don't care whose responsibility it is, move away!" Benjamin Crandall said with a livid face. He was sandwiched between Zandermax, Tom Omo and Ilya Kurovsky, and was far taller than the others. His strong body could not move. Although Benjamin had been a monk in his hometown monastery, his temper was much worse than the others.

"Damn it, we're not prisoners!" complained Alain Rundstein.

Augustus was awakened by the noise and looked at the time on his watch: "If you want to pee, hurry up. The visitors are about to come in. Don't bare your buttocks in front of the guests."

"If you want to poop, hold it in." Renault added: "Gentlemen, hold your pee carefully and don't spill it on the ground."

The confinement room was originally an armory. Now the weapons and armored vehicles inside have been emptied, and metal baffles are used to divide them into uncapped compartments to hold unruly soldiers and criminals. Augustus and others The top of one's head is the high bracket dome of the armory.

The only source of light here is sunlight shining through the vents and windows, and the emergency lights in the confinement room are only turned on under certain circumstances.

The south and north walls each have a three-foot-wide fingerprint door. About one-third of the uppermost part of the fingerprint door is highly transparent tempered glass, which means that it is unobstructed when looking in from the outside, but also from the inside. the same.

When Augustus looked towards the fingerprint door to the south, he suddenly saw a shaking figure, which was a gendarme wearing a black uniform.

"Are they Hank and Josephine?" Jim Raynor next to Augustus also noticed, but he obviously didn't believe his statement: "Based on what I know about the two of them, they must be very drunk now. It was only when we returned to the military camp tonight that we realized that we had given the gendarmerie a heavy blow, and then we had to continue to catch up on our sleep heartlessly."

The fingerprint door was opened, and what came in was not the military policeman but an officer in a Marine uniform. The silver vertical bar on his shoulder meant that he was a lieutenant.

The lieutenant has an angular, thin and dark face with scars left by the wind, sun and extreme environment. He has a short beard, a short cut hair, and black hair.

"Are you Augustus Mengsk?" The lieutenant pursed his broad lips and stared into Augustus's cold gray eyes. This soldier has a cold seriousness that can only be honed by those who have experienced war and death. Although Augustus concluded that this officer could not be more than thirty years old, the fun and frivolity of young people was far away from it.

"I am." Augustus looked at the lieutenant without giving in.

"I am Horace Warfield, commander of the 1st Company, 5th Battalion, 14th Brigade, 33rd Ground Assault Division." A smile appeared on the lieutenant's steely face, but it was fleeting.

This name reminded Augustus of the old Tyranid Empire general who died in the Heart of the Swarm battle in the game. He tried to connect the image in his memory with this young officer, but quickly gave up.

"It's Arcturus' division." Augustus suddenly thought of something.

"Yes, it's your brother." Warfield nodded and continued: "According to the recruitment notice issued by the division command center, starting today, your recruit platoon will be affiliated with the 33rd Assault Division."

"Sir, I think this means that the gendarmerie at Turasis's main base will no longer be able to detain us," Augustus said.

"So I came here early to pick up people." Warfield didn't give Augustus any good looks: "Boy, this is not a glorious thing."

"I wrote at least four reviews." Augustus spread his hands.

Then Augustus woke up a few guys who were still sleeping soundly, and followed Warfield out of the prison cell. Although they didn't know what happened, the few recruits who were still confused were overjoyed that they were released.

Facing Lieutenant Warfield with a serious expression, the recruits were wise enough not to ask whether they could continue their vacation.

Warfield's "Saber Command Car" was parked at the entrance of the armory. Although the car was spacious enough, it was still a bit difficult to squeeze into ten people, including one of Warfield's adjutants. Fortunately, Harnack Hank wasn't around so no one could complain.

"You drive to the starship launch port." Warfield said to Augustus: "I heard from the military police that your driving skills are not bad."

"I would be happy to try the command car, sir." Augustus got into the car with ease and without any formality. Driving a car of this size was a piece of cake for him, and the satellite navigation already set up told him where he was going.

"If you're not afraid of me driving it into a ditch."

"Haha - you'd better not do that." Warfield said with a smile, sitting in the passenger seat. Perhaps because Warfield was a recruit under Augustus' brother Arcturus Mengsk, and his initial impression was quite good, he behaved quite easy-going in front of Augustus.

"I remember the last time Arcturus wrote to me, the address was on the planet Onuru Sigma." Augustus talked about his brother as the car started.

"That was last month." Warfield replied: "The Camorians have withdrawn from the Sigma system, so we were ordered to come here for reinforcements."

"This is a good sign, the Camorians are going to be doomed," Augustus said as he drove.

"I hope the war will be over by next year at the latest," Warfield said.

"I think this is not difficult to achieve." Augustus nodded.

The two of them stopped talking, and Augustus drove the command vehicle to the boarding platform of Turasis's main base. Along the way he saw many troop transport trucks full of soldiers and company after company of Goliath armed robots. The numbers and insignia of these troops were very unfamiliar to Augustus.

At the same time, as far away as their eyes could see, an extremely majestic battlecruiser was slowly sailing out of the clouds, casting a huge, moving shadow at the end of the horizon. .

"Sir, two of my soldiers are still in Braddock Town." Only then did Augustus remember the two guys he had almost forgotten.

"Specific location?" Warfield frowned.

Augustus named a strip club.

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