StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 430 Ghost Director
Amidst the hissing and deflation of the hydraulic device, the door in front of Augustus, nailed with silver nails and embedded with precision sensors and spiritual energy isolation equipment, slowly opened.

This heavy gate made of alloy steel is three feet thick and weighs several tons. Even with a laser cutting machine that collects crystal deposits and operated by a dozen mechanics, it takes more than half an hour of continuous work to cut it open.

An ordinary human prisoner is not worth doing, unless it's a cage-tearing monster.

When the gate was about to open, following the order of Corporal Faraday, the commander of the Marshal Guard, a group of guard soldiers in gold-red power armor stood in front of Augustus holding AGR-14 electromagnetic rifles. Powerful electromagnetic weapons can smash people to pieces in just one salvo.

Amid the rising white steam, a man with trousers down to his ankles who was sitting on the toilet reading a newspaper suddenly appeared in front of Augustus.

This prison cell is not small. There are only a wire bed, a table and chairs, and a toilet facing the door in the huge space. This strange layout may be the result of the cell’s expansion and reinforcement many times. At first it should be only a quarter of its current size.

The man lifted his face behind the newspaper, a pair of sharp cobalt blue pupils hidden in a mess of light blond hair.Those impressive eyes rolled around, and finally stopped on a row of marshal's guard soldiers in front of Augustus:
"Hey guys, it's a bit early at this hour today."

"Sit there and don't move. If you dare to move a finger, I will tell you to eat bullets." Tychus Finley took out a P-220 electromagnetic pistol, and neatly completed the steps of loading the bullets and opening the safety. His scarred face trembled with his movements.

"Okay, don't shoot. Your own," said the man on the toilet, squinting at Tychus.

"Sarco Angelini, 10th-level psyker." Augustus met those cobalt blue eyes without giving an inch.

"I am Augustus Mengsk, leader of the Korha Revolutionary Army. Now, my men have just broken into New Folsom Prison, and you are free."

"The Tyrannian Federation has fallen? It's worth a drink to celebrate." The man named Sacco Angelini looked at Augustus, with joy in his voice.

"So, you are the new ruler of the Tyrann Federation? Augustus Mengsk, are you here today to trample the whole world under your feet?"

For 2 minutes, Augustus did not speak, as if he was thinking about something.Seeing his appearance, the people around him stopped talking, but Angelini, who was opposite him, had a strong mentality and was still sitting on the toilet waiting for Augustus' answer.

"The Tyrannian Federation is still alive, but it's just lingering." In the end, Augustus seemed to have thought about how to deal with the man in front of him: "I want to know why you were locked up here."

Augustus went on to say: "I have checked the information about you in the New Folsom Prison-the seventh-level top secret, and even Cha Sara's zerg invasion is only five-level."

"The strange thing is that your criminal record is almost as empty as your experience of entering the Tarsonis Ghost Academy."

"...It's very simple. The noble lords of Tarsonis feel that such an unstable factor in the ghost academy is too dangerous. After all, the ghost academy is right under their noses." Angelini didn't mind answering Augustus's question , judging from the current situation, New Folsom has completely fallen into the hands of Augustus.

Angelini didn't have much confidence in escaping from Augustus' men. There were at least two spiritual reactions nearby that he couldn't ignore, and one of them was even stronger than himself.

He thought about it, this is probably the only person in this world.

"In addition, I don't want to help the Federation to kill people. Later, the people of the Ghost Project wanted to use my ability to help them figure out the abilities of the new recruits to the academy—mostly children, whose parents were coaxed and intimidated by the federal government. Forced to send his own children to the ghost academy by all means of plundering and plundering."

"These children's minds are immature, and they are afraid of their own abilities. At this time, the people of the Ghost Project can select suitable candidates for the academy through unethical experiments, and the rest of them will have their brains cut off and be killed Implant cancer cells to observe the changes in the children, or be dismantled and reused like lambs in the slaughterhouse." There were almost no emotional fluctuations and ups and downs when he spoke.

"And I was one of those kids, so I refused to serve the Federation again. They tried to control me with a psychic suppressor, but in the end they were just asking for trouble."

"In the end, I beat Major Rum, the instructor of the Ghost Academy, and they sent me here. Indeed, New Folsom is indeed the only place in this universe that can hold me."

"What he said is true, and I can testify." At this time, Sarah Kerrigan released the working state of the simulated environment refraction suit and appeared on the left hand side of Augustus.

"Hello, Kerrigan, the best student ever at Tarsonis Ghost Academy." Sacco Angelini smiled.

"You know him?" Augustus asked Kerrigan.

"I don't know, but I know Instructor Rum, that demon trained me to be the cruelest killer in the world, and I swear to kill him for revenge." Kerrigan replied.

"He trained me so well," she said almost through gritting teeth.

"When I take Tarsonis, he will do with you," Augustus said.

"Okay, you've got the answer you want. Or how to put it, where are you going to move me next? Or kill me on the spot." Angelini said.

"Very well, Mr. Angelini, since you are not a person full of evil, then I will give you two choices." He said.

"First, I hope you can join the Keha Revolutionary Army and become a psychic warrior under my command, overthrowing the endless things that have been given to you. If you are not interested in what I just said, then I will give you a second choice :free."

"." Sacco Angelini, who was sitting on the toilet, was still holding the crumpled newspaper with a stern expression—today, paper newspapers have long since declined under the impact of electronic books, but it Still firmly occupy a place in the market.

"You mean, I don't need to stay in New Folsom anymore?" Angelini said after a few minutes.

"This thing is slowly becoming more interesting. The people of the Ghost Project imprisoned me like a starving lion in a stable, but you want to let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"There's so much nonsense, if you're told to leave, just leave." Tychus didn't realize that he was quite like a dog's leg in front of a big man, and of course, he didn't care about this rogue hob.

"Yes, I will send you back to your hometown. From now on, you don't even need to hide your name. As long as you don't hurt others, you can do whatever you want." Augustus said sincerely.

"I mean, you no longer have to work for anyone in any government." Augustus waved his hand and said, "As I said, you are free, Sacco Angelini, the world is big, you You can go anywhere."

"Let this kind of person out may cause some big trouble, he is a nuclear bomb that will detonate at any time, and how do you know if he will use his super power to do bad things." Tychus said at this time .

"That's not like what you said." Augustus shrugged.

"You are such an interesting person. To be honest, I can't see whether you are hypocritical, trying to buy people's hearts, or simply showing kindness." Angelini laughed at himself.

"No one has ever been so kind to psykers. The Federation imprisoned us, tortured us, and tortured us to unleash every shred of psychic potential in our bodies." He shook his head.

"But what do you think I'm going to do when I'm no longer a federal killer? The first half of Ghost's life is a tragedy, and it's no longer possible for them to become normal after that."

"I'll choose the first one." Angelini didn't believe that Augustus would let him go.

"I am a federal ghost agent, proficient in the knowledge of human psychics, and can be said to be an expert in this area. Moreover, I have a unique ability, that is, I can see the special abilities of other telepaths." He said .

"You don't even need to pay a lot of money to hire a psionic expert, I can not only help you train new ghost agents, but also deal with hostile telepaths, such as the ghosts of the Tyranid Federation and the Umoyans Shadow Warrior."

"I don't need a salary, Mr. Augustus, as long as you let me be responsible for the work related to the Ghost Academy." Angelini stared into Augustus' eyes, as if he wanted to get rid of the cold gray eyes. see more in the eyes.But there is a bottomless abyss in it, and ordinary people will only sink deeper and deeper in it: "But I have to say, this is too black-hearted."

"You really don't want to regain your freedom and wander around the Koprulu sector. Or settle down, start a family, try to be a husband and father, and grow like a dandelion seed somewhere with soil. Take root on the planet." To be honest, Augustus really wanted to recruit Angelini.

Just like Angelini said, he can train powerful psyker warriors for Augustus in the future.Augustus had planned to build a ghost military academy in Keha IV, and Angelini was almost the most suitable candidate for the headmaster of the ghost military academy.

An extremely rare level 10 psyker, besides Nova and Kerrigan, the last of the only three top psykers among humans.

Sacco Angelini is also the instructor of the Ghost Military Academy of the Tyrannian Empire in the original timeline, responsible for training future ghost agents for the Emperor of the Empire.As the top psyker, Angelini is extremely powerful and dangerous, but he belongs to the kind of person who has a good conscience and will act according to the rules and regulations, not those poor people who have been driven crazy by the federal abuse.

"Are you serious?" Angelini's blue eyes seemed to be glowing.In general, few people can resist a telepath's mind probes without carrying a psionic shielding device.

However, when Angelini was almost counting the number of Augustus' eyelashes, he still hadn't figured out what this deep-minded person was thinking.

"No, no, no, no, I won't be fooled by you." Angelini thought he had figured out Augustus.

"As soon as I choose the second, you guys will shoot me in the back right away."

"I can't understand your tolerance for these federal ghost agents, they are very dangerous." Arcturus Mengsk came to Augustus at this time, hiding in the helmet where no one else could see His throat moved.Ever since his father, Angus Mengsk, was nearly decapitated by Federal Ghost agents, Arcturus has always had lingering fears about this terrifying super psionic warrior.

It is true that Arcturus hopes to use the power of the psyker, but he is always on guard in his heart, for fear of being hurt by it.

"Level 10 psyker? It is said that this kind of freak can lift a sixty-ton tank with mental power and smash it on you. Or, he can command an entire company in an instant The man turned his gun and shot himself in the head and his boss." Arcturus tried to pull Augustus behind him, just as he did when he was a child against the kehal hound.

But soon, Arcturus realized that his brother was no longer a little boy who needed to be protected. He was strong and brave, the leader of the revolutionary army and the ruler of more than six colonies.

Arcturus would proudly say that Augustus Mengsk was a better man than himself.

In other words, if this top psyker is in trouble at this moment, Arcturus can only hope that the ghosts and shadows of Augustus who are hiding in the shadows can control this monster.

"If it were me, I would kill all the federal ghost agents and train myself." Arcturus said.

"That would be a pity." Augustus shook his head.

"... Regarding the latest information about the Earth Expeditionary Force, they have just appeared on the Bronte main star, which is less than 24 light-years away from Tarsonis. The federal council of the Tyrann Federation has just issued an order to convene the federation of the entire Koprulu star area The fleet returns to defend Tarsonis." A signal soldier walked up to Augustus at this time and said.

"It seems that the people on Earth are marching at an incredible speed. I really want to know their detailed battle plan." Augustus hummed and looked at Angelini in the prison: "We can't procrastinate."

"Get up, Mr. Angelini, let my people arrange a place for you on the Hyperion."

Angelini immediately stood up and walked towards Augustus, while the soldiers guarding Augustus unconsciously took a few steps back.

He is surprisingly handsome, with cobalt blue pupils like the deep sea, a high nose bridge, the contours of his cheeks seem to be carved in bronze, slashed with a knife and an axe, and the seemingly decadent beard only adds to this perfection.Angelini could be on the cover of Tarsonis Tyronn's Lover's Weekly. I don't know how many federal ladies and noble ladies will scream for him all night.

"Wait, why are you still using your psionic power?" Kerrigan is a psionic master taught by Zeratul and Tassadar, and her nuanced perception of psionic power has surpassed all known of humans.

"That's way beyond the peak energy that psionics should be using. Stop, you'll just have to stay where you are until you explain it."

"Um—this" Angelini never seemed to think that Kerrigan would ask that question.

Angelini is convinced that he has never stuttered so badly in his life, and the lies he fabricated in the past are far less inferior than the current ones: "I have an ability that ordinary telepaths do not have, that is, I can change my appearance. "

As he spoke, Angelini stroked his pale golden hair unnaturally.

"It sounds like this ability is completely useless now." Tychus said, "What's so shameful about you, or do you actually look exactly like a murderer?"

"Let me be healthy," he said.

"Otherwise I can't let you get close to Augustus, do you hear me clearly, otherwise I will shoot!"

"Goo, kill me." Angelini swallowed.

"He's bald," Kerrigan whispered to Augustus.

"...Okay, don't press him anymore, Tychus." Augustus looked at Angelini's bare legs, and finally added:
"Mr. Angelini, you'd better put your pants on."

(End of this chapter)