StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

In the late autumn of September, a Terran Empire Marine barracks located on the southern continent of Talon VII was shrouded in darkness, with low reddish-brown clouds floating on the pitted land after the war. From the brown roofs covered with waterproof curtains to the hills in the distance, the world is an unsettling red.

The heavy rain came as expected, and the reddish rain washed away the empty mechas and huge skeletons, and soon filled the craters that were enough to accommodate several adult men. In these bottomless puddles, there are creatures like monodon shrimp swimming in groups. They have just hatched from eggs. It seems that even war cannot completely erase this place. s life.

The weather was bad, and the heavy rain turned the soil lacking vegetation into mud, and turned the creek that could have been easily crossed into a rushing river. At this time of year, the temperature is still dropping, and it won’t be long before it becomes cold and wet.

Tychus Finlay was standing under the bright orange light at the entrance of a supply station, lighting a cigar while looking at the dim sky. He had just slept for five hours and was wearing a khaki stiff-collared military shirt.

The current temperature is only about ten degrees, but this giant bear-like man doesn't seem to feel the cold at all.

It was raining heavily outside, and a black shadow like Odin's Tower stood tall in the wind and rain. From here, it looked even bigger than the star port in the distance. The rain-covering camouflage covering it alone could cover more than a dozen people. A barracks.

Hundreds of mechanics wearing thick raincoats were carrying out maintenance on Odin in the rain. The skin on their faces and arms that had been soaked in water for a long time had become wrinkled and white, and even turned a pale white.

It is very dangerous to be exposed to such an environment for a long time. The sulfur dioxide enriched in Talon's atmosphere often brings terrible acid rain. In some areas, diluted sulfuric acid rains directly, and this highly corrosive acid can even corrode Steel. However, the pH value in the acid rain in this area was still within an acceptable range. In order to repair it in time, the commander of the Odin Engineering Corps could only allow those brave mechanics to do so.

Most of the people in the Tyran Empire's First Engineering Group had participated in the First Total War, and had even been to Char and El, while the people in the Second Engineering Group were all young people, with an average age of no more than thirty years old. But this is no longer a novice who has experienced war for the first time.

The Imperial Army had to face unpredictable climates when fighting in the interstellar world, and it was not uncommon for them to see even worse weather.

"Tommy, you brat, when are you going to finish?" Tychus shouted to the mechanics, but the boys just smiled at him.

Tychus was not an amiable guy, and he was not willing to waste his time making useless friends, but the mechanics were not among them, they were just as likable as the warehouse men. Whether Odin can show his might on the battlefield as expected depends entirely on them.

"I think we have to wait another quarter of an hour. It's not easy to work in heavy rain." The mechanic named Tommy is a strong young man with blue eyes. I heard that he is from Haven, which is quite different from Talon. Far.

Odin's size is larger than all the current mechas in the Tyranid Empire, and no modular warehouse can accommodate it. After all, this mecha can even move forward on the city wall. If you want to install it, you can only hollow out the few mountains here.

"Work harder," Tychus shouted. "The bug doesn't rest when it rains! Fix it, okay?"

"How about you help me? Father Tychus!" Tommy shouted louder.

"Old Tychus never works overtime." Tychus exhaled a puff of smoke and immediately had a bad idea in his mind: "But then I can take you to the medic camp to see the little girl. God can testify, Maria Sarah Sith (Maria Thalasses) is so fucking sexy.”

The mechanics cheered, and some whistled. Tychus's words sounded obscene, but in fact he could just abuse his power to take a look at the female soldiers. But for these young men who have never seen a girl in eight lifetimes, gentle women wearing skirts are the only bright colors on this cruel battlefield. From this, we can see that Emperor Augustus Mengsk formed a female medical force. What a wise decision it was.

After two or three months of hard fighting, the Battle of Talon finally came to an end. The powerful imperial fleet finally recaptured most of Talon VII's land from the Jörmungandr swarm. Although it turned out that Jörmungandr was simply distracted by another more valuable planet, it was a victory for the Imperial forces who had been fighting for many days and finally had time to rest.

"Maria is famous for her bad temper. I suggest you don't mess with her." Karl walked out of the supply station.

Just like the image given by Karl's deep voice, he is a serious-faced man with short hair, a square face and light-colored eyes. His face was clean-shaven and his uniform was meticulous. At first glance, he looked like a serious professional soldier.

Carl has a long scar on his face from the Battle of Talon. His archangel encountered a large group of corrupted flying insects and several flying snakes in the acid rain storm in the southern hemisphere, and almost died there.

"You don't understand women at all, Karl, you are just an ascetic." Tychus disagreed: "Sweet, spicy enough, just right, she is really a little pepper."

Maria Thalassis is the pilot of a medical transport plane, and she does life-saving work. The Marines on Talon call her Mother.

This woman was not someone to be trifled with, and she beat up as many people as she saved. Sarasis, who has been treating the wounded on the battlefield for many years, has seen too many deaths, and her temper has become increasingly weird. People think she should see a psychiatrist.

"Women are poison." Carl silently tore open the packaging bag of a sweet bar and tore it apart as hard as chewing Umoyan beef.

"Women love me, but I will only die in the hands of men because they are jealous of me." Tychus was not so narcissistic before, but his positioning of himself has been changing.

"It's undeniable." Karl nodded.

At first glance, Tychus Finley looks like a tough guy with endless strength. His chest muscles are big enough to hold walnuts, but he does not lack masculinity.

"Who says it's not the case? Big stars are so popular." Tychus snorted. If he really had the charm of Augustus Mengsk, a male model from the Tyrannosaurus, he would be able to date girls who come here because of their reputation. Make an appointment from Korha Augustgrad Palace to Aurora Star Port.

"Everyone who knows you knows what you are." Karl had suffered the loss of Tychus. Cal knew Tychus from their days at the Imperial outpost on Calus, before he was still a pilot of the Archangel.

On the first day they met, Jiraishutikes and Karl hit it off immediately. It was like they were brothers. The next day, twelve local girls who made a living in the dried meat business came to the military camp and asked Karl by name to pay the arrears of prostitution.

Thanks to Totekais, Carl has since been known to those at the outpost as Carl XII, and it has been a nightmare.

"I didn't say I was a gentleman." Tychus never cheated on his brothers.

"Okay, I have to go now." Karl shook his head: "I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"New orders have been issued?" Tychus turned his head.

"It's Beta Saul." Carl said.

"Even that piece of rotten stone is visited by insects?" Tychus cursed in surprise: "There are already enough people defecating in the latrine of Koprulu, why are the insects also coming to join in the fun?"

Sol II is a desolate death world. The surface of the planet is covered with sticky sludge. The atmosphere is filled with a deadly mixture of poisonous gases with extremely high concentrations. The entire world is shrouded in a fog with extremely low visibility all year round.

There was no one to live there at all, and it was even more inhospitable than Talon. The Tyranid Empire only established a small scientific research station on Sol II to study the planet's unique natural environment and declare its sovereignty.

There were probably a few unlucky people in that scientific research station, either meteorologists, star map compilers, or astrophysicists who were dedicated to making some achievements. But no matter what, since Thor destroyed the bugs, most of these people will also die.

"The actions of the swarm may seem chaotic, but they definitely have a purpose, but their behavior is usually difficult to understand with human thinking." Karl whispered to Tychus: "I heard that Thor discovered a new An alien sacred object? There is a Xel'Naga temple there!"

"Oh? That's it." Tychus said firmly: "I bet that the insects are going there, they have always been unable to do anything to gain early.

"What do they want from the Xel'Naga stuff? I know those things are valuable, but the zerg don't need money—at least most of them."

It was more than a month ago that the scientists of the Tyranid Empire figured out the purpose of the Jörmungandr swarm's attack on Talon. This hive seemed to be trying to use the planet's strong acid rain climate to optimize the genes of the swarm and make its members Immune to the strong acid released by banelings.

With each world conquered, the swarm becomes stronger.

"No one knows, but since it's what the zerg want, we can't give it to them even if we blow it up!" Karl said.

Since the swarm reappeared in the Koprulu sector, the number of Xel'Naga temples or things related to them that have been rediscovered among the stars has also increased significantly. It seems that these were left by the Xel'Naga clan countless epochs ago. The ruins are slowly coming to life.

What this means is currently unknown to humans. But one thing is for sure, the legacy of the xel'naga is very attractive to the zerg.

"Where are the protoss?" Tychus knew the protoss quite well: "If you blaspheme the gods of these religious lunatics, they can use their light blades to slice you into sashimi."

Some of the Duram protoss colonies near the Koprulu sector were also attacked, because often the planets with Xel'Naga ruins were the holy places of the ancient protoss empire. The Protoss Empire is so vast that it stands to reason that the Protoss can lay claim to many lost worlds across the galaxy.

Although the Protoss Empire has long since declined and its power has shrunk significantly, their civilization has been glorious after all.

"The Duram Protoss seems to have freed up its hands and sent a fleet to cleanse the Overlord's Brood World." Karl said: "This is good for us."

"No one can survive if the fire burns them all - this is their way." Tychus chuckled: "I hope they won't burn our home when they burn the zerg. "

"The person in charge now is Archbishop Tassadar, so we don't have to worry about that." Karl sighed: "I'm just afraid they won't be able to burn it."

"The war has expanded again?" Tychus heard what Karl meant.

"Marek V, Astrid III and Scoria were also involved in the war. Yesterday, a brother of mine died in New Vancouver." Karl said:

"My brother was dragged into the main lair, and his comrades only found one of his daggers. I gave it to him, and the handle was made of Meyer's elk antlers."

"You don't look very sad." Tychus had no brothers, and when Mar Sara fell, he didn't seem to remember that he had a mother there.

"My tears have dried up." Carl's expression was cold: "I advise Arthur, war is just war. There is no safety guarantee. You don't have to go to the battlefield to be a hero."

"But he didn't listen. He made a bet with a love rival, saying who could become a hero on the battlefield and return to his hometown with a beautiful woman."

How long has it been since the war broke out? How many people died in less than half a year? Hundreds of millions of people.

During the revolution, the rulers of the Old Federation always fabricated news about the Revolutionary Army massacring civilians, or attributed the crimes committed by other resistance groups to Augustus Mengsk and his father and brothers. But counting the entire period of the Uprising War, the number of dead humans was far less than the number killed by the Zerg.

War is not a romantic thing. It is always filled with blood, fear and sadness. There is no real winner here, only Death harvesting souls. This is especially true when fighting zerg.

Most of the real revolutionaries died on the front lines in the early stages of the war, and the current army is filled with young people who have just grown up.

It's hard to say why these people joined the Imperial Army. Before being recruited, they didn't even have any enthusiasm for the Tyranid Empire, and they had never seen the terrifying zerg with their own eyes.

It cannot be denied that soldiers are indeed a respectable profession in the Tyran Empire. This is not only due to the policies of the Tyran Empire and the strength of the military leaders, but also from the relationship between the head of the empire, Emperor Augustus Mengsk, and the army. Inextricably linked.

There is a trend in the Tyran Empire now. If a strong adult male does not defend his country, he will be regarded as a coward, and beautiful girls are more in love with those handsome imperial officers. In order to stand out in front of the girl they like, there are many people who join the army in a daze.

"This idiot." Tychus said simply.

"I really have to go." Karl looked at Tychus and said: "Before that, I have one more thing to tell you. The emperor is coming to Talon."

"Your good days are over."

"Gah?"

If the emperor personally led the expedition, who would be working overtime in the Augustus Palace?