StarCraft: Becoming the Zerg Overlord

Jim Renault said well. This refugee team has practical communication equipment, and has always maintained a connection and a smooth line.

But when Mike was recorded, some systems of the system had a global communication failure.

There are obviously some frequency bands on the network, and there is only a background noise on the high frequency band.

He tried his best to find a way of narrative that could satisfy all parties.

Mike was a little worried that military inspections were dismissed before he reported the report back to Unn. He also worried that Hamdi Anderson would withdraw his manuscript, and he must consider the audience.

No matter how these stories are published in the end, what they want to know will always be the truth.

Mike wrote a large amount of materials collected in the refugee camp as a news story, but did not mention the corners of Emily and Kerry.

He explained that the detailed situation of the Town of Ansham inserted the recording of the fire in the headquarters into the report.

At the end, he mentioned that the headquarters was not marked on the colonial map.

He knew that this sentence would definitely be deleted during the inspection, but he had to leave a little deleted thing for the military, otherwise they would be uncomfortable.

The heroic militia shot the section of Zeglin peeling dog, Mike was confident that it passed the inspection.

The military's fighting operations on their own side are always talked about.

The report entered the computer, exuded the barrier, and entered the public network.

Mike pine tone, got up and patted the orange gray soil on the big sacrifice, and went to Renault.

He found Renault in a large tent. The man with a golden hair was proposed to drink a cup of coffee, and the army -style second -class coffee -cooked into sticky and then cold, and the entrance felt like drinking thin asphalt.

"The report was sent out?" Renault asked.

"Well, um." Mike replied, "Do it carefully, not even your name is not bad."

He grinned, barely smiled.

"Are you okay?" Renault asked.

Mike shrugged, "You have to support it, you have to write something to pass the time, you will feel better in your heart."

"You have seen death before, right?"

Mike shrugged again, "I saw much in Tasanis? Seeing much, he was killed by the shot, suicide, heating the streets, the wheels, and some of them even those hanging in the Ansham Bar. The corpse is as ugly. "

He took a breath, "But I have never seen the miserable death like the lieutenant, and I have never seen it."

"Uh, the victims were still talking to you a few minutes ago. This kind of thing is the most uncomfortable." Renault said, raising another cup of asphalt coffee, "Everything happened too suddenly, you know this. I want to say, you have nothing to do. "

"How do you know?" Mike asked, and suddenly felt angry. He thought it was precisely he took Emily to Ansham, which caused her tragic death.

"Of course, I know that I am a battlefield commander. Although I haven't met the scene like Ansham, the scene of life and death has experienced a lot."

"Lives often live because they are fortunate, and they have a sense of guilt that is difficult to discharge afterwards."

Mike was sulk for a while before saying: "For this psychological disease, what good suggestions do you have, Dr. Renault?"

Renault shrugged, "Like you do this now, continue to live, do what you want to do, don't get in it."

"You are just at a loss for the time being, and you will eventually get rid of your troubles."

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