StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

On the way to the destination Victor V, the Titan-class frigate No. 1, where Augustus was located, had been traveling through time and space, and the crew members on the ship were generally in a state of having nothing to do.

Most of them could only spend their time sleeping, exercising in the dining room and passageway inside the ship, or reading e-books and videos stored in their personal terminals a week before the ship's departure.

Due to the lack of supply ships and docking transfer stations, this battleship must carry enough refined high-energy gas fuel and ammunition. The problem caused by the lack of space is that most of the more than 500 crew members can only sleep in single-person alloy compartments they call coffin rooms. The space there is narrow and the height can only support the person sleeping in it to sit upright.

The UNN news from a week ago was played on the holographic projection screen in the captain's room, which Augustus had watched several times. Renault and Tychus were sitting with one of Swann's technicians at a metal folding table playing cards. The smell in the small captain's cabin was not pleasant.

"This is UNN frontline reporter Max Spear. I am currently aboard Colonel Edmund Duke's flagship Norad II. The invincible Alpha Squadron recaptured Char from the hands of the Camorians today! Currently, Experts are still assessing the value of recolonizing the lava planet."

Next, Augustus' "old acquaintance" Colonel Duke spoke proudly to the camera, his tone as arrogant and arrogant as ever.

"We all know that the Camorian bastards are just a bunch of softies. They just don't know how hard the Tarsonis' fists are. See? The Camorian is already on his knees begging for mercy~"

"Peace negotiations? We have nothing to talk about with the Kemorian Alliance. The fleet will capture Moria soon. Alpha Squadron's attacks are always fast and fierce!"

"Hey, what is this gorilla talking about?" Renault played the card in his hand: "There have been no Kemorians on Char for a long time. It turns out that he just planted the federal flag on a volcano and called it reconquering the lost territory." Demon, this is really yours."

"Except for your own people, you actually beat the air."

"No wonder, Jim." Augustus crossed the screen, skipping the next twenty minutes of Colonel Duke's bragging.

The picture that stopped showed a rather young male reporter with deep eyes and messy-looking hair. The reporter was clearly a junior, and the only reason he was able to make a splash on a golden-age news channel was that he was standing in the chaotic streets of Khastilling, filled with people holding high revolutionary flags.

"My name is Mike Liberty, thank you Anderson. Yes, as you can see in the introductory subtitles, my name means "liberty." This represents my connection to the revolutionary demands of the people of Korhal. Yes, I am standing among thousands of Kehal people - that’s enough, stop talking nonsense! It’s live broadcast now!”

Young journalists who stood with flag-waving revolutionaries were welcomed instead of being expelled and beaten.

This is probably the only reason his show is on the air, and the network apparently used filters and light and dark effects to make the streets of Stillling look like slums. There was broken glass, bottles, and trampled flags everywhere, and the flag-waving Korhal looked like psychopaths with ADHD.

"Well - friends who are watching the midday news - major federal events, as you can see, Korhal IV is really a mess." The host said in a compassionate tone: "Look at those smashed stores The windows and the smashed cars – I just couldn’t stand it anymore.”

"The largest riot in the history of the Federation has left an indelible and painful impact on Korhal. Factories were shut down, urban traffic was paralyzed, power and water supplies were cut off, and rioters broke into civilian homes, robbing property and law-abiding people. His wife and daughter.”

"Angus and his traitorous lackeys ransacked the city, and the criminals reveled in the stiling of law. This is truly a catastrophe, a rare tragedy in the new era, and a terrible trauma to human civilization!"

"Actually, Angus Mengsk's approval rating in Korhal IV has remained above 90% for six consecutive years." The young reporter, who looked to be in his twenties, patiently waited for the TV station supporter to finish speaking.

"During the new government, unemployment and crime rates have dropped to their lowest levels since 2480. Factories are operating at full capacity. A week's power generation from a fusion nuclear power plant is enough to power a main star world like Mar Sara for a year. Steeling. This great city is bursting with vitality, and the revolutionary army is beeping."

"There is no new government! There is no revolutionary army!" the host emphasized: "Nonsense!"

"Every time I hear this I laugh until my stomach hurts," Renault said with a laugh.

"They don't want to hear the truth, Jim." Augustus had already memorized the reporter's appearance: "It became an instant hit, Mike."

"I like him. This guy dares to tell the truth, but we probably won't see him again in a few years." Renault said: "He may be transferred to the rear to write manuscripts, or he may disappear from there. Who knows? Do you know?"

"I will ask the Pan-Tylan underground party lurking in Tarsonis to contact him. This is the kind of person the new regime needs."

"Welcome to Jones' evening show, Inside the Marines - I'm your host Phillip and this is News Channel Daily Koplu."

"Breaking news, after three months and one hundred standard Tarsonis days, there is new progress at the conference table! The Kemorian Federation government agreed to cede four mining worlds, including Simond, to a new trade agreement Provides that Moria will be required to grant equivalent rights to federal businesses and no longer impose 'unreasonable' additional tariffs."

"Please continue to pay attention to the negotiation process between the Federation and the Commonwealth. UNN Global News Network will provide you with the latest, most complete and authoritative exclusive reports!"

"It sounds like the Camorians are about to be overwhelmed." Tychus played the cards in his hand and took away all the chips on the table with a smile.

"After the independence of Korhal IV, the elders in the Federation Council and the Creation Family obviously wanted to resolve the dispute with the Kaimorians as soon as possible. Before that, everyone tacitly took advantage of the negotiations to step up their search for Kaimorians. Ruian’s mining company has taken over all the mines,” Augustus said.

"As long as they want to talk faster, the federal parliament has the final say on the process of the meeting. The diplomats from Kemorian who come to negotiate are not qualified to say no to the winner's division."

"Augustus, if you think about the worst, how long do we have to prepare?" Renault shook his head and sighed.

"I've been thinking about this issue these days." Augustus said with a calm expression.

"Two weeks is the shortest time for the Fringe Star Territory fleet to jump to Korhal. After that, fleets from all the Tyranid Federation will swarm in."

It was a serious incident. I passed by Nanjing Lukou Airport ten days ago and suddenly called me to tell me that a patient had been detected there.

Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. I'm quarantined. I can't go out and play.