StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 648 Don't fight anymore

"You're here."

The transport ship landed on a rock-hard ice shelf, and the cold wind howled into the warm compartment that smelled of leather and ozone.At this moment, when the imperial marines sitting on two rows of facing metal benches raised their heads slightly to look out, a frozen world that was snowing heavily jumped into the eyes.

Just like when these soldiers performed airborne missions thousands of times, every second, two people landed at the same time.From the completion of the delivery mission of the transport ship to the departure of the return voyage, the entire airborne landing was as clean as a textbook.

At the same time, the other two transport ships also lifted off with ice-blue tail flames, leaving behind a whole company of heavily armed Imperial Marines.They belong to the [-]th Airborne Division of the Nova Squadron. In the battle order of the Tyrannian Empire, this is a mysterious force with little reputation. All known missions are related to the Empire's military exploration operations outside the Koprulu sector.

"Why do we have to come to this frigid place?" Sergeant Mikhail said. "I've been to the Battle of Eyre, where there's a lot of tropical jungle."

"The mission briefing said the planet was called Niflheim (Niflheim, a cold, dark world shrouded in thick fog.) Hell, this is the first time I've heard Two unlucky names.” Another soldier said, “They couldn’t choose a good place to settle down? It’s freezing cold, how can they live there?”

While the protoss also love pleasing natural environments, they stay somewhere for more than expanding their living space.To this day, the successor of the Protoss Empire, the Dharam Protoss, is still establishing colonies outside of Sacoolas.

"This food can't grow!" A wise man from the agricultural world, Helsingne, pointed out this point keenly:
"There's no sun here."

As soon as recruits set foot on the battlefield, they always ask questions non-stop. After all, they may join the army without finishing their books in this war-torn era, and they are considered half-educated.And as the brutal battles tempered the recruits into steel, they were reshaped into a forbidden whole.

But this group of veterans who have experienced three Zerg Wars never seem to have changed.Even when they went deep into Char's Omega underground worm tunnel, they still looked like this, asking the officer abruptly how the magma bath tasted.

And those who were frightened by the Zerg have not survived to this day.

"Shut up." Captain Cole Hickson said coldly, and the soldiers of the whole company fell silent.

But after just saying a few words, all the soldiers had already entered the fighting state, and there was nothing wrong with their speed of action.

Hixon's men were veterans of all-out war, from Char to Ayr.From teenage boys and girls to today's elite fighters, they have spent half their lives in war and waiting for war.

Up to now, some people can't remember why they abandoned their original life and came to the edge of this distant star field.However, they are no longer able to adapt to life away from the war.In addition to fighting, no one can think of what else they can do.

Putting aside the combat literacy, the power armor of the imperial soldiers under Captain Cole Hickson can also be seen at a glance as a rare high-end configuration - all fully upgraded CMC-400A power armor, equipped with a larger protective area The "T" shaped helmet, reinforced shoulder shield and powerful AGR-17 rifle.All power armor and weapons are painted with snow camouflage, as if fully integrated into this icy and snowy world.

"Move, soldiers." Captain Hickson: "We are five miles away from our destination. Now is the time to move. Keep up with me."

Immediately, the voices of soldiers cursing the pilot of the transport ship came from the communication channel, but no one dared to oppose the captain's order.

Soldiers in Cole Hickson's company are in awe of their commander, never disobeying his orders or questioning his majesty.Cole Hickson was already a soldier in the Confederate Marine Corps during the Guild Wars that broke out between the Old Federation and the Kel-Morian Confederation, and was also a member of the Confederacy of Augustus and Jim Raynor. During the period, he fought on the star Turasis II.

In other words, Hixon may have fought alongside Emperor Augustus, or at least on the same battlefield.It's just that Hickson never mentioned his past experience, but his cold words and deeds and his face full of stories always make people imagine.

In fact, Hickson wanted to voluntarily undergo resocialization surgery to erase his past memories.Hickson never wanted to recall his poor and miserable childhood during the Guild Wars. He ran away from home to join the army at the age of 14, leaving his alcoholic father to his sister.

Later, he never got her back.

Hixon may not have been in the Imperial Army for a long time, but he is undoubtedly one of the most outstanding Imperial soldiers.Hixon was dubbed "Dapper Death" by his comrades and enemies alike, a moniker that undoubtedly represented graceful fear and death.

Well-dressed might have been an apt nickname until Hickson was badly burned in combat and nearly bald and lost his left eye.

At this moment, accompanied by the slight hum of the power armor servo transmission system, the Hickson company moved quickly, converging into a silver-gray trickle.Multiple twin-turbo micro-drones (Microbots) were released into the air, some of them hovered over the imperial soldiers, and the other part explored in all directions at a faster speed.

Also in this fast-moving force are a dozen agile and fast mechanical cats known as Predators.This kind of intelligent machine, which resembles a large lynx, has infinite power and is as fast as lightning, so it is also called cybercats (cybercats) privately by soldiers.

There are several different models of Predators to deal with different combat environments, and the C-250 model carried by Hixon Company has been fighting the Zerg in the labyrinthine underground pits of the Ky-Morian Consolidated mining world. Combat with amazing stamina and speed.

In the eyes of the Imperial Special Forces, the Predator is a tireless and loyal hunting dog that can adapt to all kinds of dangerous battlefields.Even if it is damaged, it can be used as long as it is repaired.

And now, even the most loyal and brave military dog ​​will be scared to shit and tremble with his tail between his legs when facing the zerg.Most creatures will feel fear in their hearts when facing Zerg, as if they have encountered a natural enemy, including humans.

"Captain, the drone detected a protoss structure about 3 1/4 miles ahead," Sergeant Arthur said.

"I've already seen it."

A majestic and jaw-dropping star tower-shaped building is standing in the ice-blue sky, majestic and elegant appearing on the same building at the same time.

The magnificent golden tower body has been rising into the clouds, as if it is supporting the sky, and the bright light is scattered from the dome inlaid with blue and purple Kedari crystals, showing the transcendent poetic beauty to the fullest.Farther away, more majestic Protoss buildings are looming in the hazy storm.

Epic majestic scale and mythical heavenly splendor were a hallmark of the architecture of the Golden Age of the Protoss Empire, a rare and commonplace in that age of arrogance.

"Wuhu—"

"I don't think it's as good as the palace."

"If you knock a piece of gold into it, you will be able to sell it for a lot of money. I hope the owner there is negotiable. Emperor Augustus said: whoever comes is a guest, and if you can't eat, you just go away."

Ah, in short, the emperor must be right.There are certainly people for it, but no one against it.

"." Cole Hickson raised his head and stared at the giant tower that pierced into the clouds, and his gaze was set on the spire that was submerged in the light.Just looking at it this way, there is no sign of any life in it at all.

This planet named Niflheim is indeed as dark and cold as the icy land of the dead, without sunlight. The unique atmosphere structure makes it difficult for the warm light of stars to reach the surface.The cold wind here is so cold that people can be frozen into popsicles, even if a Tyranid Superman doesn't wear protective clothing, his ears will be frozen off.

He has been to many protoss colonies, and most of them are located in magnificent buildings, each of which is as splendid as a palace.Others are ruined worlds in decay, filled with tombstones from a glorious age.

Niflheim is older than all known human civilizations, yet she still exists today.

She is located on the cold, dark edge of the galaxy, very far from Aiur.It is hard to imagine how far their huge fleet has traveled in the golden age of the Protoss Empire.

"Go ahead." Hixon waved his hand.

With an order, Hixon's company continued to quickly approach the Protoss Tower.Their speed was very fast, and the giant spire was getting taller and taller in the head-up display in the power armor helmet-no columns, no arcades, no traces of blemishes and stitching, this magnificent building seemed to have been born on the day it was born. A natural whole.

The melodious harmonic sound of the crystal matrix can be clearly seen in the roar of the wind and snow, as if the spring water is stirring the rocks, making a sound of lingling.A golden beam of light piercing the clouds went straight up to the sky, illuminating the dark clouds with golden light, as if the city stood above the clouds.

"Captain, the protoss here haven't found us yet," Sergeant Arthur said.

"No, it's just that they haven't paid attention to it. Above our heads, there are at least seventeen or eighteen detectors hovering, and sometimes there will be more." Hixon's scarred face had a hard expression like a stone. : "Remember, if it was the Dark Templar who found you, then you were dead before you said this."

Arthur Schultz was transferred from the Tasha front in Total War II. He fought the zerg for several years, but he had never seen a protoss.

The Tyrann Empire and the Protoss signed an alliance agreement, and unless they were attacked, they would not regard a small-scale imperial company as a threat.Many people in the empire thought that this agreement was actually not much better than the ceasefire agreement for several years, but they did not expect that the straightforward and honest protoss had no intention of fooling people at all, and actually followed through completely.

Say no to war, they will not fight at all.

"Look!" A Marine pointed to a blue flash emerging from the clouds.

It was a Phoenix fighter plane, its spread wings were like carefully polished works of art, and the plasma flames gushing from its tail seemed to be a pair of blue tail fins.Then came a second, a third, and even a Prophet warship.

Such ships, piloted by protoss dark templars, are rare, and rumors about them are quite wicked.

For example, the new version of the field manual for the soldiers of the empire mentioned that these prophetic drivers can predict the future through the ripples of history, so as to respond to the enemy's offensive in advance. Of course, no one will believe it at all.

"That's not coming for us." Arthur said as he saw the fleet passing overhead at high speed, and at the same time couldn't help but wonder who they were heading for.

Soon, he got the answer.

In the rolling black clouds in that direction, bunches of bright golden light flashed and danced quietly, and there was a faint sound of flashes of lightning and thunder, as if clusters of golden fireworks were hanging in the sky.Gradually, the golden light turned the dark clouds into the same color.

Suddenly, with a loud noise, a bright beam of light descended from the sky, stirring up the dense clouds, tearing the earth apart, and evaporating all the thick glaciers.A huge protoss giant tower collapsed under the impact, and the ground below it collapsed into a huge pit.

In an instant, the whole world was bright as day.

"It's fighting!" At this moment when the earth was shaking, Mikhail immediately shouted: "They are fighting!"

The majestic bow of the Purifier flagship emerges from the clouds, and its pure white battleship armor is shining with solar fragments. The smooth lines and cutting process of its hull fully demonstrate the standardized and streamlined production skills of the Purifier military industry.

At this moment, as if countless cannons were roaring, countless Purifier aircraft carrier-based interceptors and attack aircraft roared out.

Along with the indiscriminate bombardment of the fleet, a large number of Purifier fighters also appeared in the shadow of the landing ship.In the eyes of Hilson and other imperial soldiers, these mechanical warriors are almost the same as ordinary protoss in appearance. They are all tall humanoid creatures, and even the iconic long chin has been meticulously and perfectly reproduced .

But as long as you take a closer look, you will find that these Purifier protoss are completely mechanical bodies. The heavy mechanical armor and the matrix circuit emitting bright orange flashes represent that they are sophisticated machines.

In the other direction, the Dalam army in blue robes and golden armor also appeared in the howling snow.

"These protoss are always bombing and bombing, even if they become robots." An Imperial Marine from Cha Sara never concealed his dislike for the protoss.

The bodies of these mechanical protoss are filled with the souls of ordinary ancient war madmen, and their way of fighting is simple and rude - to purify everything with flames.

An incomprehensible but incomprehensible sonorous voice suddenly sounded like the collision of gold and stone. It was the sound wave amplified by the matrix rather than the language of the protoss. The voice carried the indifference and majesty of the superior.

"What is he talking about?" someone asked.

"Ancient star language." Xier Sen said: "This enemy must be purified!"

"Sentinel, go forward."

(End of this chapter)