From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 619 "Tell the truth, mortal."

Those giants who were more than two and a half meters tall were covered in blood, with the remains of imperial soldiers hanging on their titanium armor, and the smoke from the bolt guns had not yet dissipated.

The civilians in the front row stepped back subconsciously, and several children even burst into tears.

The captain of the Flame Lizard team immediately noticed the spread of fear.

He did something that no civilians expected—

The captain locked the boltgun's leg armor magnetically, raised his armored hands and slowly stepped back a few steps.

The other five soldiers immediately followed this standard non-threatening posture. They deliberately lowered the sound of their magnetic boots and retreated to both sides of the corridor bridge to make way.

Mike also adjusted the frequency band in time, and the public broadcasting system of the star port sounded again:
"Attention all civilians, these giants are our allies. I repeat, the Astartes are friendly forces here to assist in the evacuation. Do not believe the lies spread by the Terran Empire. The Astartes before you will not harm you."

The broadcast echoed throughout the starport.

A woman holding a baby was the first to stop, and she looked at the nearest flame lizard tremblingly.

When she noticed that the man even lowered his head slightly to avoid looking directly at the baby in her arms, the woman suddenly said:
"They are really different from those beasts."

These words are like the key to lift the spell.

The crowd began to flow again, and this time some even nodded to the Astartes.

"Give priority to civilians! Stop those bastards in fancy clothes!" Mike's stern reminder suddenly came out on the radio.

Dozens of men and women in fancy clothes were seen trying to blend into the crowd. A middle-aged man with a slicked-back hair and wearing a badge pushed down a pregnant woman who was blocking their way. He was obviously a family member of a local dignitary or military officer.

The closest Flame Lizard took a step forward instantly, stretched out its hand and grabbed the nobleman by the collar, while also deliberately reducing its strength to avoid directly "tearing" the other party to pieces.

"What are you doing?! What?!"

The flame lizard ignored the other party's screams and just put it on the isolation area beside it.

Then, he warned with a metallic voice:

"Wait here and board the boat last, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."

The families of other powerful people wanted to argue until they saw a flame lizard crush the metal gate railing with its bare hands in protest.

Upon seeing this, all the nobles and high-ranking members immediately became silent as quails. One noble lady's pearl necklace was even accidentally scratched and broken due to excessive fright, and the beads rolled all over the floor.

"Hahaha! Look at these gentlemen!"

At this time, a rough laugh came from the entrance of the star port.

Tychus strode over with a half-smoked cigar in his mouth, smoke still billowing from the barrel of his rotary machine gun.

Jim Raynor, wearing his exclusive power armor, followed closely behind. As for the Rangers, their power armor was covered with scars, but their morale was quite high.

But when the rangers saw the scene inside the starport clearly, almost everyone froze in place.

Leaving aside the civilians who were heading towards the corridor bridge, the rangers discovered that around the six Flame Lizards were lying at least a hundred corpses of Imperial soldiers. These Flame Lizards, at this moment, turned around and continued to work on maintaining the evacuation order as if they were doing something very ordinary.

There's even a Flame Lizard getting down on one knee to let a little girl retrieve a puppet that had fallen from its palm.

At this time, Tychus walked directly to the body of an Imperial Heavy Armored Soldier, flipped over the pierced breastplate with the tip of his boot, and said in a deep voice:

"This guy's armor can't even withstand the opponent's attack. Tsk tsk."

He squatted down and ran his rough fingers across the bowl-sized penetration wound on the armor. The metal at the edge showed signs of high temperature melting.

With this level of firepower, even the Rangers' most elite anti-armor teams would have to use armor-piercing rockets to cause similar damage.

Almost all of the bodies at the scene were killed with one blow.

The bolts penetrated directly into the strongest armor or the most fragile helmet, without even a chance to struggle.

The rangers whispered to each other, their eyes constantly moving between the flame lizards and the corpses of imperial soldiers on the ground.

A young soldier secretly gestured to measure the height of Astartes, but was slapped on the back of his head by the veteran soldier next to him, "Stop gesturing! Do you want to piss off those giants?!"

Jim Raynor took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Rangers can indeed defeat enemies many times their size, but never like this.

Six people, zero casualties, and a hundred fully armed imperial elite soldiers couldn't even hold out for five minutes.

There was no artillery support, no tactical detours, just a pure frontal crush. The Terran Empire's propaganda always liked to portray the enemy as a monster, and then fanned the panic of the people to divert internal conflicts, but this time, the Terran Empire "actually" did not lie.

"Boss." A ranger came closer and lowered his voice very low, "If these guys are enemies, should we consider writing a will in advance?"

Renault didn't answer, but narrowed his eyes and looked at Leon and Mike who walked out of the command building.

The two agents also had no scars, as if the battle just now was just a walk.

Mike clapped his hands and said loudly: "Okay, everyone, the civilians have boarded the ship, next-"

Before he could finish his words, a low roar suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a transport fleet escorted by carrier-based aircraft penetrating the clouds and slowly landing in an open area of ​​the starport.

These spaceships have sharp shapes, dark green paint, and unfamiliar emblems printed on the sides, indicating that they are neither the logo of the Terran Empire nor the Rangers.

"What is that?" Renault frowned.

"Our transport fleet," Leon replied briefly. "They will escort the civilians away."

As the order was given, civilian transport boats previously loaded with civilians took off one after another and flew high into the sky under the escort of carrier-based aircraft.

Soon after, several large Luna transport boats opened their hatches, revealing the cold light from the cargo hold.

Lyon turned to Renault and said calmly: "Commander Renault, you and your rangers can come with us to escort these civilians to the space gate."

After a pause, he continued, "It's just right. I'll let you see for yourself what the so-called 'space gate' is."

Renault's brows instantly locked.

He was too familiar with this kind of "invitation". Once he stepped in, it would be difficult to turn back.

But on the other hand, he was unwilling to end the cooperation. The Rangers did need allies, especially allies who could easily crush the imperial army and guarantee to treat the people kindly after the uprising was successful.

Tychus teased from the side, the cigar smoke blurring the expression of the tough guy, "What, little Jimmy, are you scared?"

Renault ignored his friend's teasing and finally nodded: "No problem, I want to see what you are up to."

The order was quickly passed down, and the rangers put away their weapons and began to board the boat in an orderly manner.

Assault vehicles and siege tanks were secured into the cargo hold of the Luna transport, while the Flame Lizards stood on both sides of the hatch, silent as sculptures, with only the faint light flickering in their helmet eyepieces, as if they were evaluating the reliability of these new allies.

When the last Ranger stepped into the transport boat, the hatch slowly closed.

With the hum of the engines, the Luna transport boat and the Thunder assault boat took off at the same time, and their tail flames drew a blazing white trail in the sky.

The formation quickly broke through the atmosphere and entered low-Earth orbit. The dark universe and twinkling stars outside the porthole made many Rangers hold their breath.

It's not like they haven't experienced space travel before, but the atmosphere at this moment is particularly different, as if they are being pulled by some invisible force and heading towards an unknown area.

Soon, the transport adjusted its course and re-entered the atmosphere. However, when Jim Raynor looked down at the ground through the porthole, he saw only a desolate desert and Gobi.

However, vaguely, this ranger commander, who was influenced by his "special girlfriend" and had some psychic intuition, always felt that there was something strange in the area below, and there was even a vague fog, as if the entire area was shrouded in some kind of force field.

"What's going on?" Renault frowned and tapped on the porthole glass with his fingers.

Mike's voice came from the communication channel with a faint smile: "Patience buddy, wait a few more seconds."

As soon as the voice fell, the transport boat suddenly penetrated the looming barrier——

In an instant, a large-scale military base and the outline of a new city unfolded before everyone's eyes like a picture scroll.

Modular metal buildings are arranged in an orderly manner. Towering alloy frames support the giant structure that is about to be completed. Automated engineering machines shuttle between the buildings like busy worker ants.

However, all this failed to attract the attention of the Rangers. After all, the space city where they were located also had megastructures and metal buildings.

Their attention was all captured by the huge creature in the center of the base.

It was a giant space gate that reached into the sky.

Golden energy lines flow through the door frame, and the "mirror" in the center flows like mercury, so stable that it seems to have existed forever.

The soft light it emits is not dazzling, but has a strange texture that transcends the laws of physics, as if even the light is distorted on its surface.

"This is impossible."

One of the rangers couldn't help but murmur.

The transport boat began to circle, allowing everyone in the porthole to observe around the space gate.

They saw many maglev trains and transport boats passing through the door, but there was nothing on the other side of the door.

There is no docked space station, no extended orbit, just nothingness.

Those vehicles seemed to appear out of thin air, going against everyone's understanding of space travel.

Tychus's expression froze completely.

The half-smoked cigar he had been holding in his mouth had unknowingly fallen onto the deck, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the rotary machine gun in his hand.

As a veteran, Tychus knew very well what this technology meant.

This is simply not a field that humans in the Koprulu sector can reach, and may even be beyond the technological limits of all mankind.

Renault took a deep breath and turned to Leon: “What you said is true.”

Leon just nodded slightly without saying anything more.

Facts speak louder than words. This space gate itself is the most irrefutable evidence. No one would build a miracle of such a scale just to deceive a group of rangers.

However, Tychus began to sweat quietly.

He subconsciously wanted to start secret communication and try to contact Arcturus Mengsk.

But when he pressed the activation button, all he got was dead silence.

Communication interruption? ?
Tychus' pupils suddenly contracted.

According to Mengsk's character, once he loses control of the "chess piece", his first reaction must be to remotely detonate the power armor that imprisoned him to ensure that the secret would not be leaked.

But why am I still alive?

What Tychus didn't know was that the shielding field emitted by the space gate had completely isolated the "unreviewed" external signals.

The control system that Mengsk implanted in his power armor was also cut off. At this moment, this "mobile cage" was just an ordinary power armor that could not receive remote commands.

But once he leaves the shielding range and receives the self-destruct signal from Mengsk, the result can be imagined.

"Prepare for landing."

The pilot's reminder came over the cockpit broadcast, interrupting Tychus's thoughts.

The transport boat slowly landed on the base's landing platform.

When the hatch opened, a cool breeze rushed into the cabin.

Renault was the first to walk out, but the commander's eyes were still fixed on the space gate in the distance.

"Let's go." As Leon walked past, he reminded Jim Raynor, "It's time to show you the true future of mankind."

When the group got off the transport boat, they saw several transport boats carrying civilians slowly landing in the resettlement area of ​​the new city.

Under the towering alloy dome, the automated medical cabin and supply station are already ready.

Further away, teams of clone soldiers in heavy black armor were patrolling in neat steps.

What shocked the Rangers even more was that those mechanical skeleton-like Terminators and war machines seemed to make the ground tremble slightly with every step, and even the air seemed to freeze wherever the red eyepieces of eyes swept past.

The rangers unconsciously made way, and one young soldier even subconsciously clenched his gun until his companions held his shoulders and he came to his senses.

At this moment, a maglev train with an olive branch emblem just stopped. The moment the door slid open, brilliant golden light immediately poured out.

When everyone turned to look, they saw Athena holding the Spear of Victory and leading hundreds of Greek minor gods stepping out.

Her existence itself is like a small sun, and her divine power oppresses everyone's nerves like a substance.

When her eyes swept across the rangers, at least half of them felt their knees go weak unconsciously. That was the instinctive awe of "God" engraved deep in the human heart.

Seeing this, Mike gave an explanation at the right time: "Everyone, that is Pallas Athena, the goddess of war and wisdom of Olympus, and now, she is the most loyal ally of the human empire."

He paused, "You don't have to kneel, but it's best to be respectful."

However, Tychus's expression was as if he had swallowed a whole Zerg alive.

The tough guy opened his mouth, but in the end he could only utter a low curse:

"Fuck it."

?

However, the curse, which only Tychus could hear, instantly caught Athena's attention.

When the team arrived at the command center of the investigation department, Leon suddenly stopped, turned to face Tychus, and said in a deep voice:

"Now, it's time to talk about your problem, Mr. Spy of Arcturus Mengsk."

The air solidified instantly.

The rangers all took half a step back, while Tychus stood there with a frown on his face.

"There is no place for lies here."

At this moment, Athena appeared behind Tychus without anyone noticing, and released a faint golden light, covering everyone in a golden curtain of light. Her voice sounded like the bell of judgment:
"Tell the truth, mortal."

(End of this chapter)