StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 453 Young people don't always want to make big news
Tarsonis is the center of the Tyrann Federation, a dazzling pearl and a beacon of human civilization.

Mike Liberty used to hear his colleagues who were keen to curry favor with the powerful and the government praise the land under their feet, but now Mike would call what was happening in Tarsonis a pearl of dust.

No, the earthlings are throwing this pearl in the ground, smashing it into pieces with a hammer, and crushing it into powder.

Warships gathered in the sky above the main city of Tarsonis, and the pedestrian viaducts and transportation hubs across the city became the dividing lines of each battlefield.The roar of sentry machine guns, anti-aircraft pulse guns, electromagnetic rail guns, and cluster laser guns can be heard everywhere in the city, and the bright orange barrages pulled up are staggered in the airspace of Nuo Da.

Even in the daytime, the meteors in the sky are still unusually bright, like falling flames.It could be the unburned remains of an orbiting space station that fell from the atmosphere of Tarsonis, or it could be a giant UED landing ship.

The last time Tarsonis was in such turmoil was the year when the rebels were in trouble, but at that time the rebels only sent multiple landing troops to the ground to force the federal fleet to return.Now, the purpose of the people on Earth is obvious. They must take down the capital planet of the Tyrann Federation, even at the expense of destroying it.

In the first few hours of the outbreak of the war, Mike and several of his colleagues in the news department who were working overtime were blocked by continuous artillery fire in the headquarters building of UNN Universal News TV Station, and they had nowhere to escape, running around like headless chickens.

Some people say that the UED, that is, the people on Earth have landed on the surface of Tarsonis. Their landing craft and troop carriers landed in the downtown area of ​​the main city of Tarsonis. Soldiers of various factions are in the UNN headquarters building. Firefight downstairs.There was chaos and corpses everywhere.

When the UED attacked, it was still dawn on Tarsonis' hemisphere.Since then, the sound of continuous gunfire has never subsided. It seems that every corner of the city is at war. People of different identities, different origins and different beliefs are throwing blood on the streets, highways and train tracks in the sky.

By sunset, Mike and several of his colleagues were still waiting for someone to rescue them from the crumbling building.

From the very beginning, the communication was completely cut off, and nothing was useful, and finally the electricity was gone.

And even under such circumstances, Mike also maintained the composure he should have as a former UNN reporter. He was still in the mood to go to the vending machine on the fourth floor lobby to get a few bottles of Coke and hot dogs. All stuffed with snacks.

Because it was not working hours when the war broke out, there were not many people in the UNN headquarters building, and now they are scattered on various floors or escaped regardless of the two armies that are fighting outside. There are not many people here.

"Don't you want some beer?" Mike took out a bottle of canned beer from the glass of the vending machine that he had just smashed with a fire hammer while he was talking: "Why are you so polite to me, old Vormilian? Please take good care of his proud son."

"Mr. Liberty, I'm not in the mood for beer just yet." Mr. Donnie Vermilian, a young journalist, unbuttoned his uniform jacket and threw aside his blue tie.

Even so, Donnie took the bottle from Mike.Mr. Mike Liberty is his highly respected predecessor. It is said that when the rebels were active in Korha, he had already gone to the forefront of the war as a reporter.

Originally Doni did not plan to work in such a big company so early, but as the rebels have become more active in the world on the fringes of the Federation in recent years, the UNN Universe News Network urgently needs to send more There are too many reporters, so they recruit newcomers from the fresh graduates with high salaries.

For the fledgling and relatively unknown Doni, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Tarsonis is the largest and most prosperous city in the Tyrann Federation, and there are many pressures to live here.Unless they are nobles or their relatives, the people of Tarsonis must work hard to earn their place in this prosperous place.

"Donnie, you look terrified." Mike opened a Coke and sat down with his back against the vandalized vending machine.

"I'm not scared at all. As a UNN employee, this is just a small scene." Donnie also sat down beside Mike, but his words sounded more like cheering himself up.

At this moment, accompanied by a deafening roar, a lot of debris fell on Duni's head amid violent vibrations.Immediately, the young man with thick, shaggy black hair couldn't help but hugged his head and shouted:
"What should I do? I still have family members outside, and my brothers are still in the urban area. Will the people on Earth kill them?" He couldn't help regretting.

"I really shouldn't come to this class!"

Duny had been in this empty mansion in fear for more than ten hours, and now it was almost dark outside.However, the continuous artillery fire outside showed no signs of decreasing at all, and even showed a tendency to intensify.

Thinking about it, this is really a nightmare. After being yelled at by the editor-in-chief yesterday, poor Duni has been working until he fell asleep. When he woke up, he heard that the earthlings were bombing Tarsonis.

The people of Earth don't care about the century-old cultural heritage on Tarsonis, because even the youngest structures they build in the solar system are older than that.

"Things are already like this, it's useless for you to worry any more." Mike patted Doni on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Instead of worrying about other people, you should worry about yourself."

"The people on Earth and the government's army are fighting next to our building. Do you hear me? I bet the nearest heavy fire support point is only about 1000 or [-] yards away from the two of us horizontally. If you have experienced guild wars and Korha Rebellion, then you should be able to hear the distinctive sound of the Gatling guns of the Tarsonis Defense Force." The Coke in Mike's hand collided with the beer bottle in Duny's hand.

"This kind of weapon is enough to deal with ordinary CMC power armor, and it can tear people apart. I can't imagine what will happen if it falls on civilians?"

For almost ten minutes, they didn't talk to each other, only the roar of the outside world remained in the hall.There is almost no sign of a break in the sound of artillery fire, not to mention other orbital defense artillery far outside the city of Tarsonis. The intensity of this battle can be imagined.

In this war-torn city, two unremarkable UNN employees just sat in a dark corner, waiting for the war to end or something worse to happen.

"Don't scare me." After a flash of explosion outside the window, Duny touched his nose.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely safe here." Mike finished drinking a whole bottle of Coke, and immediately felt a lot more comfortable: "The UNN headquarters building is much safer than your home—as long as no one rushes in."

"Don't be silly. When I take the position of editor-in-chief, one day you will take over my position."

".You?" Doni's mood seemed to have stabilized a bit, and his expression was a little teasing: "Does Anson know about this?"

"Anson is going to be gone soon, and sooner or later his place will be mine." Mike said with a smile.

"You're right, Mr. Liberty, I've always thought you had this talent!" Anyway, Duny likes ambitious and capable people.

"Thank you." Mike handed Donnie a tissue and motioned him to wipe his dirty face: "I will definitely arrange a prime-time TV program for you when the time comes. I know your strengths, Donnie, no People are better at reading manuscripts than you are."

"That sounds good." Duny also opened the beer in his hand, not taking it seriously.

"At that time, I must be like you, bravely expose the inside story of the corrupt government, and confront the darkness in the power organization!"

"I advise you not to do this kind of thing." Mike said with a chuckle: "Just those dignitaries who are angered by me want to hire murderers to kill me more than once, and I can live until now purely because of Many people are protecting and helping me behind my back."

"What a stunner. You really don't care about these things at all, all you want is to be famous," he said.

"You are destined to be different from me."

"You're right." Duny drank half a bottle of beer in a while: "You always see things in this world too thoroughly, and all the people stand in front of you as if they were naked, There are no secrets at all."

As a person who can tell lies with his eyes open without changing his face, Doni Vormilian is by no means a cynical and passionate young man.In other words, UNN needs such a creative talent as him, who can easily tell the false to be true and the true to be false.

"I'm the kind of thorn in the eyes of those in power." Mike said: "I live to expose the truth and break the shameful little secrets of the Federation to the audience."

"But now it is the assets behind the shareholders who control UNN. The influence from the federal government and the founding family makes us have to close our eyes and say unconscionable words to survive."

"And we Tarsonians are not just of this kind of stupid disposition, they say that they never believe what they have not seen with their own eyes, but they regard the reports that have been screened, edited, added, and deleted by the federal government as a way to know the truth. the only means." He said:
"The people of Tarsonis are preoccupied with fighting on the fringes, so that they can present themselves to friends, family and colleagues as if they were right in the center of events. Those days won't last long, as you are now See, the Federation is coming to an end."

"Compared with people on Earth—seriously, I would rather Augustus Mengsk's Korha rebels take power. Although they are rebellious, they are at least Tyranids." Duny said, poking his head out. He glanced out the window next to the cargo plane.

By this time the sky had darkened, and the flashes of flares and tracers replaced the bright stars in the sky.

He just raised his head for a quick glance, and he could also see several meteors of different sizes passing over the city.Those bright meteor showers that once made up the dreamy night skies of Tarsonis, a spectacle only seen by those who live in high-rise buildings, are now the literal hellbringers of death.

The sky is confused with colorful clouds, and the flashing orange light group means that a battle far more intense than that on the surface is going on in the sky and even in high-altitude orbit. Every wreckage of a ship that falls on the ground is A raging fire was caused in the city of Tarsonis, and the once beautiful and prosperous city buildings were covered with a thick layer of black dust.

"Oh? I thought you didn't like rebels?" Mike looked at Donnie in surprise.

Mike is also a revolutionary who volunteered to join the organization in pursuit of something he calls justice and freedom.

"No, do you know how much big news the Rebels make? Thanks to Augustus Mengsk, he's such a popular column that even stupid talk shows get a piece of it .” Donnie smacked his lips.

"That Mengsk is my lucky star. Thanks to him, I got a large bonus for writing manuscripts." He said: "In order to thank him, I named the cat at home, Augustus, why? Sample?"

"It's best not to tell the person involved." Mike smiled.

"If you let that Augustus see the materials you attack him, you may suffer a lot. What a notorious rebel leader, a murderous bloodthirsty lunatic, a butcher who killed the elderly, women and children, he Must be pretty pissed off."

"As expected of you, Donnie."

"I only report the truth. If that Augustus is really innocent, then he won't hate me." Duny is a logical genius.

"Or is he going to notice me from all the flak? How is that possible, I'm just a nobody, or is there something unusual about the name."

"It's better to be careful. I heard that the Marshal of the Revolutionary Army is narrow-minded." Mike said: "But I think the people on Earth should not be able to take down Tarsonis."

"There is a huge federal fleet between the orbital defense platform of Tarsonis and the atmosphere. This epic fleet that the Federation is proud of is composed of multiple naval squadrons, and it is not so easy to defeat."

At this time, there was another burst of Gauss rifle shooting outside, which sounded very close.

Doni Vormilian got up, ran to the window behind the vending machine, carefully lay on the edge of the window and looked out.

In his eyes, several soldiers in gray power armor were quickly running past a bus stop in front of the headquarters building, quickly crossing the temporary bunker that the federal army had turned into reinforced concrete ruins.

A giant Goliath-armed droid strides down the other side of the road, its sharp-edged cockpit edge bathed in flames from its guns, and the emblem on its flag shows it belongs to the UED Expeditionary Force Spartan company.

And Duny swears that this Goliath Armor is bigger than any he's ever seen in the Confederate army, maybe only the crazy mechanics of Kel-Morian can build something so big— —In front of this Goliath, the Federation is a dwarf.

"If we can live broadcast the live footage of the earthlings' invasion, the ratings will definitely become the highest in history."

　Thanks for voting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)