StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 431 Comrade-in-arms

"Apart from you, who else is locked up here."

Augustus walked along the narrow corridors of the prison, followed by Arcturus and the guards.The light in the corridor is dark and oppressive, and there are heavy doors at intervals on both sides. There are only a few small forklift-like four-wheeled cleaning robots walking around like shiny beetles.

"Psychopaths, lunatics, traitorous federal soldiers, leaders of the rebel army in the marginal world, collaborating federal government officials, businessmen who stole federal property, and some engineers and scientists in the top fields, all their research results after being arrested and imprisoned And the property belongs to some of the founding families of Tarsonis." Sacco Angelini, who had just pulled up his pants, quickly followed Augustus regardless of the vigilant eyes of the soldiers around him.

Sacco Angelini is an extremely powerful psychic, but also an outstanding psychic agent and combat expert. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a rare human master in the field of psychic energy.With powerful psychic power, Angelini can crush a person's brain tissue in an instant.

"And, there are also many Keha rebels imprisoned here."

Augustus stopped and stood in the middle of the corridor. Several Alpha Squadron sergeants in white power armor dragged a blood-soaked prison guard from the other end of the corridor. The blood eagle logo is particularly eye-catching.

Then, one of the captains of the Alpha Squadron grabbed the head of the guard in New Folsom Prison with his broad palms in alloy steel gloves and brought him up to the cell. between.

Slowly, criminals in dust-gray prison uniforms poked their heads out.They are either skinny, or have dull eyes and dry hair. In the New Folsom Prison where living materials are scarce, Angelini who is well-groomed is just a wonderful flower.

"Marines, are they sending us to the execution ground?" A prisoner with silver hair all over his temples came out with a heroic gesture of generosity.He has probably been imprisoned for many years, and he does not know Augustus and his revolutionary army who have just risen recently.

"Just do it, soldiers, the good God will forgive you, and if they send a good man loyal to him to death, it will not be your fault."

"We're not Confederacy dogs, man." Tychus Finley stepped forward, a giant as he stood before the prisoner.

Tychus pointed to the Revolutionary Army logo on his power armor: "See clearly, we are the Revolutionary Army, and we are the ones who want to overthrow the Tyrann Federation."

"Have you heard everything clearly?" Arcturus Mengsk was standing beside Augustus, his voice echoed throughout the prison corridor with the aid of amplified equipment.

"We are the Korha Revolutionary Army, and we only do the right thing, which is to fight for justice and freedom for all Tyrannians." He is a natural orator and agitator, with carefully groomed hair and beard Create a majestic image.

Arcturus was a charismatic leader, and not even Augustus could dim his light.

"We will fight to the last man until we overthrow the brutal rule of the Tyrann Federation."

"Gentlemen, we have taken this notorious federal government and punished the butchers who committed heinous crimes. Today is the culmination of a revolution that will surely become the most glorious moment in history."

The assembled prisoners moved their trembling lips, still in disbelief.In all these years, no one had set foot outside the walls of New Folsom.The Tyranid Federation is a ruthless and powerful government. They have won the war with the Kel-Morian Confederation and look like they will continue to be as strong as ever.

When the expected cheers did not appear, Arcturus couldn't help but frowned. These people seemed to have been imprisoned for too long, and because of this, they became insensitive.

"Is this a farce, or am I really crazy?" A bald man with sickly fair skin stared at the blood on the ground.

"You are just an illusion in my head."

"Where's the Tyrannian Federation?" Another muscular man asked loudly.

"The Federation still rules Tarsonis and many core worlds, but as long as more people like you join the Revolutionary Army, we can completely overthrow it in a short time!" Augustus replied.

An earth-shattering explosion sounded from outside, and the sound of a group of military steel boots stepping on the corridors of the prison and the porch of the restricted area was getting closer and closer.The prisoners who finally realized that they were saved couldn't help but burst into tears. Most of them have lost their families and lost hope for the future, but it is inevitable that they will lose control of their emotions at this time.

Here are some people who are still valuable to the Tyrann Federation or cannot be executed due to too much influence, so they can only be held for a long time.Many people used to be regular readers on the UNN universe news network and the hottest electronic magazines and weekly magazines. Fame and wealth were once so easy for them.

"Are you their leader?" The white-haired old man walked up to Arcturus quickly and asked.

"No, the leader of the Revolutionary Army is my brother Augustus Mengsk." Arcturus pointed to Augustus next to him.

"Hello, Mr. Flingard Ken Follett, the father of the second-generation warp speed engine of Tarsonis, the founder of the interstellar era of the Tyranids, and a great man of that era." Augustus stretched out his hand , holding each other tightly:
"I always thought you were from the last century, the kind of character that only exists in textbooks."

"Later, your daughter announced that you died in a terrible time and space channel accident, and there were no bones left."

"Oh, that's a thing of the past." Mr. Follett told his past in a flat tone: "People from the Cousinis family approached me and wanted me to work for them. I was proud and arrogant , did not pay attention to the people of the creation family."

"I have nothing against the Tyrannian Federation, but if you are willing to hire me, then I am willing to dedicate the last half of my life to my unfinished third-generation warp drive business."

"Of course, that's exactly what I'm going to do," said Augustus.

"Hello, Master, I have read your works. There is no doubt that you are the treasure bestowed by the galaxy to mankind." Arcturus took Follett by the shoulders and handed the latter to a medical soldier.

"Let anyone here casually let the Tyrannian Federation shake." Angelini raised his hand in a different direction, implying that he is also a great person.

"Mr. Philip, the last time I saw you was on UNN's news column. They said that you had some kind of strange disease, so you had to give up your medical laboratory in Tarsonis and go to the sanatorium in Helsern to recuperate." Augustus came before another man with thin cheeks but vivid blue eyes.

"If they called New Folsom a nursing home." Mr. Phillips had always been a jovial and funny medical professional, but now the thin lines on his nose and cheeks made him look like It was much gloomy.

"The next time UNN gets close to the truth, it's when he first comes into contact with the truth," he said to Augustus.

"I'll tell you what happened. In Tarsonis, I newly developed a new military stimulant to replace the endorphin mixture in the current version, and minimize the side effects." Philip said.

"To get a better look at the stimulant, I used it on myself, and it just felt -- surprisingly good."

"Later, my apprentice betrayed me. Later, the federal government declared that my experiment was against humanity. They sent people to search my laboratory, and finally kicked me to New Folsom."

"Hehe, those idiots are short-sighted." In the end, Philip laughed: "They don't even know that the stimulant has flaws. It's the best idea."

"Always be next!"

"Very well, Mr. Philip, if you want to return to your hometown, then we will send you back." Augustus and Arcturus looked at each other: "If you want to stay, then I will give you Take a position in the Revolutionary Army Bio and Alien Lab."

"No, I used to have a home in Tarsonis, but that has been destroyed by the Federation." Philip was an arrogant person, and he never lowered his eyebrows to those in power.He has always been mean and sarcastic to his subordinates, friends and people around him, but in the end he laughed and left after the other party trembled with anger.

"Wait until you take Tarsonis."

It's no wonder why no one has ever asked Philip's real whereabouts after he was imprisoned.

"Is your laboratory equipped enough? The ancients said that a clever woman can't cook without rice." Mr. Philip is obviously still doubting the level of technology of the revolutionary army.

No wonder Philip, the past rebel army has always been a clown holding a fire stick in the eyes of the public in the Tyrannian Federation.

"It's definitely enough. There are the most outstanding scientists of Korhal, as well as protoss and zerg for your research. I believe you will be able to find some inspiration from them." Augustus said in his heart that there is also a noisy A domesticated cerebrate whose ambitions once encompassed the entire galaxy is now the size of a bedroom.

Cerebral worms are one of the most outstanding creations of Zerg masters, and their secrets have been studied by humans for centuries.

"Well, at least it makes sense." Philip closed one eye and said, "I'm not working in your laboratory just to thank you for saving me."

"He's very grateful to you," Angelini whispered.

"Stop showing off your telepathic ability." Kerrigan rolled her eyes.

Kerrigan had no choice but to be thankful that Saco Angelini was a man, otherwise, given Augustus' unique penchant for psykers, it was hard to guarantee that he would not be shaken.

"I thought Marshal Augustus wanted to know what other people think." Angelini shrugged, not daring to offend the best senior in the Ghost Academy instructor's mouth.

Angelini is an aspiring psyker who prefers to teach and educate people rather than waste his time as a federal executioner.At the same time, as a wise man, Angelini knows not to talk back to his unreasonable boss at any time unless he can't help it.

"The Marshal doesn't need to know what other people think," Kerrigan said.

Having dismissed Philip, Augustus turned to the others.The rest couldn't wait to tell him about their ups and downs in life, hoping that the leader of the revolutionary army would accept them, at least not leave themselves in New Folsom to die.

Someone was a hot figure in Tarsonis politics a year ago and five years ago. In a corruption case, he mistakenly ignored the hints of a member of the founding family and refused the huge bribe that the other party offered him. Check it out.

Soon, this clean and upright official was discredited for molesting children, and then he was knocked down by a series of political tricks.

Someone was once the leader of the Antiga rebel army. In the battle many years ago, a company of federal marines easily defeated thousands of local rebels and killed almost everyone without mercy.

Just like what Angelini said, the number one enemy of the Tyrannian Federation is locked here, and they themselves are also a kind of political bargaining chip.

There are more than 60 people imprisoned in this area of ​​New Folsom, and more than 20 of them have been thrown into prison for offending powerful figures in the Tyrann Federation or being used as scapegoats.Another 12 people are experts in cutting-edge fields such as engineers, scientists, genetic engineering, body modification, and psionic technology. The Tyranids have been involved in all the research fields that are explicitly prohibited by the earth people.

The rest of the people are more complicated. Among them is a war criminal during the Guild War. His crime is to hand over a certain mining world of the Tyrann Federation.It was at a time when the Kel-Morian Consortium was approaching, and there was no life or death to hold on to that doomed helpless world.

In order to save the lives of his soldiers, the Federation general defied the orders of the High Command—but every plant and tree on that mining world belonged to a huge Tarsonis founding family.

But in any case, these people are rare and available talents, and they are the talents that Augustus most urgently needs.If Augustus wants to establish a new regime on the ruins of the Tyrann Federation, he will need the help of these people.

There are not many truly vicious thugs in New Folsom Prison, because the Tyrannian Federation doesn't care about the life and death of these social dregs at all.And the most hated enemy of the Tyranid Federation is also the loyal friend of Augustus.

The Federation believed that New Folsom was already impenetrable, and even the most daring and reckless prison robbers would never want to take a hair from New Folsom Prison, but the Augustus Revolutionary Army directly took it away.

Eventually Augustus made his way through the crowds to a bewildered young man with melancholy pale blue eyes, as young as a child compared with the gray-haired prisoners.

The scars left by the torture made him unrecognizable, and there was even a memory on his head to read the scars left by the operation.

"Marshal Augustus, I'm sorry." He obviously knew Augustus.

"I was captured at the battle of Little Atticus. I didn't say a word when the Federation interrogated me, but then they knocked my head out."

"Sergeant Boghoff, Warfield's personal soldier. You were captured in order to protect a family of six in little Atticus." Augustus' words made the revolutionary soldier burst into tears in an instant: " Your company regards you as a hero, and your hometown Antioch is proud of you."

"You didn't betray."

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