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149 Revolutionary Army Mira

 The Korhal Revolutionary Army Recruitment Center in the Port of the Dead stands in an open space with a solid concrete floor. Revolutionary Army soldiers wearing dark gray military uniforms with red arm spans use iron fences to block the swarming workers. Most of the workers

They are workers who operate exoskeleton mechas to transport goods in steel plate casting factories, unloaders at ports, and assembly line workers in suspended assembly production workshops...

Everyone who comes here has a strong body. Both men and women have muscles as thick as tree roots. Mira Han has no doubt that their enthusiasm for revolution is the same as their enthusiasm for bread.

high.

Mira was pushing and jumping in the crowd, trying to see the tall revolutionary army sergeants clearly. The body odor and bad breath of the people made her feel dizzy. As she was pushed forward by the crowd, Mira gradually felt a feeling in her heart.

A ridiculous idea.

No one has ever been able to cause such a sensation in the Port of the Dead. Why do the people of the Port of the Dead admire Augustus so highly? Is it just because he brought something different?

In Mira Han's eyes, Augustus Mengsk, the rumored great leader, walked up to the highest step in front of the recruitment center. On the flagpole behind him was a flag fluttering in the wind.

In front is a high wall composed of Revolutionary Army soldiers wearing power armor blocking the applicants.

When someone in the crowded crowd noticed the golden wolf head, whip arm and five-pointed star on the red background flag, no one would associate these with anything noble. Only the soldiers under the flagpole understood the meaning of those symbols.

: Mengsk, the Revolutionary Army and the Republic.

When tens of millions of Korhals fled their homeland, the Korhal Dominion had become a fantasy of the past. The ideal of the Terran Republic proposed by Angus Mengsk gradually became the ideal of all Korhals, and those who

The spiritual sustenance of the Tyranids infected by their ideals.

The Korhal no longer seek independence because they have lost their homeland. Now, the vengeance of the 40 million homeless people awaiting the Federation.

Today's Augustus Mengsk almost fits the people of the Port of the Dead's imagination of the leader of the Revolutionary Army. He is very handsome, with facial features as three-dimensional as Greek stone sculptures, and his cold gray eyes stare unswervingly at everyone who looks at him.

The half-inch beard deliberately grown on his chin and upper lip undoubtedly adds to the charm of a mature man.

When Augustus was not in the army commanding his loyal soldiers, he would often just wear a dark gray military coat and trousers without medals or ribbons over his silk shirt. The leader of the revolutionary army wore buckskin boots.

, there is an electromagnetic pistol on his waist.

"As a man, he is really good-looking." Mira whispered: "But he is not the type that Sister Mira likes."

"Look! That's Augustus, he talked to me in the glass factory!" a man in a blue suit shouted.

"You know what? We discussed for a long time on how to increase production, and he approved of my idea!" He said looking at the stunned Mira Han, and it could be seen from her easy-to-understand facial expression that he really wanted to do it himself.

Mira received a positive answer.

For a few days, Augustus wore a federal captain's hat he got from Warfield and visited the steel plate cutting workshop with his two loyal friends Renault and Tychus.

Workers casting steel next to the furnace chatted cordially.

As a result, Augustus's long military coat would always be stained with some oil that could not be washed away and covered with dust. This made him look more like an outstanding leader who came from the common people rather than someone who was eager to distance himself from the people.

A warlord who maintains clear relations and uses troops and warships to maintain his rule.

Augustus was always majestic and oppressive when walking among factories and people, but amiable when he spoke. Everyone who spoke to Augustus could feel that the other person was listening carefully and thinking about each other's every word.

In a word, whether he is facing workers, managers of urban communities or some middle-level managers of enterprises in the Port of the Dead who come here for the reputation.

It is absolutely true that everyone feels that they are very important in the eyes of the great revolutionary leader, and every opinion will receive feedback based on thinking and philosophy.

It seems that this is what a person who should lead the Tyranids to resist the tyranny of the Tarsonis federal government should be like this. Of course he is a great man, and he wants to stand with the people he is going to save, so everyone follows the back of that majestic figure.

"Augustus, he needs me to stand by his side!" The man in a blue suit said excitedly to Mira: "Do you think so too?"

"Uh - maybe... maybe... probably..." Most people might ignore it or nod perfunctorily, but Mira touched her chin with a playful expression on her lips.

With a smile, he said: "Oh, if you have to ask that."

"I would say...yes."

"It seems you like him very much." Mira asked him: "Why?"

"Why." The man in the blue suit showed a proud expression: "As soon as Augustus raises his arms, we will follow him to the ends of the earth, because everything should be like this. Whether it is the Federation, the Camorians or the Yumo

The Yang people are no match for the revolutionary army, we are invincible!"

During the four days he stayed in the Port of the Dead, Augustus gained many admirers. The ideas of him and the party he represented spread throughout the city and gradually took root in various streets and communities. People

Discussing everything that was happening on Korhal 4, he highly praised Augustus and the ideas he brought.

In the port of the dead with little information, people who are as barren as a desert are hungry for progressive ideas. This is not because their thoughts are noble or they can understand the broad concepts of liberation and nation, but because revolution sounds fashionable.

And popular.

How many people joined the Revolutionary Army because they truly understood what Augustus said: "Break the shackles and shackles on you and gain freedom", "Swing the sword for fairness and justice", "The Revolutionary Army is the people's army"

It’s unknown, but they all understand a more understandable sentence: I can give you enough to eat and give your children a chance to leave this ruins.

"Keep this belief." Mira behaved like a young girl of fourteen or fifteen years old at all. She was always convincing when she became serious: "Even when you fight to the death, don't regret it."

When the first person started chanting Augustus's name, people quickly followed suit. The atmosphere was enthusiastic, and the enthusiasm for the revolution among the people of the Port of the Dead was like a mountain and a tsunami.

However, just when everyone thought Augustus was about to deliver an impassioned speech or call on workers to join the army, Augustus just used a gesture to silence others.

As long as someone makes a little comparison, they can find that Augustus is imitating his father. Or maybe the politician's gene in Augustus' blood came into play. He learned to create a person who can arouse the emotions of others and make them

Unite in purpose, but never promise.

"We are going to recruit another two thousand marines and fifteen hundred sailors. I need reliable soldiers in my team. Whether you choose to join the revolutionary army or stay, everything depends on your free will."

Augustus himself may not have enjoyed being in the spotlight, but overall he was able to cope with it.

When the Revolutionary Army soldiers guarding the outermost perimeter made way, the long queue of applicants rushed to the registration point. After signing up, they would walk into the tent next to the registration point to receive a doctor's examination. Since the Revolutionary Army

Using the instruments they received from the Federal Victor No. 5 Zerg Experimental Base, the results of tests on physical health and even hidden diseases were available in less than a minute.

Some conscripts were quickly dismissed due to "abuse of psychotropic substances," "mental problems," "drug abuse," or even excessive alcoholism, while others were separated from the revolutionary army due to illness or other illnesses that prevented them from surviving their term of service.

Missed.

Mira Han just walked around the tent, and the doctor gave her a list to go to the next tent. Mira was naturally qualified. She was not a pampered Miss Core World. She was only fifteen years old but

Has been working in the factory in Port of the Dead for more than four years.

In the Port of the Dead neighborhood where Mira lives, she has been the most capable and creative among the children since she was a child. Many children call her Big Sister.

When walking into the last tent, Mira was surprised to find a red-haired female revolutionary army lieutenant sitting behind the desk inside, and Augustus Mengsk was standing behind her.

"Mira Han, look into my eyes." The revolutionary army lieutenant took the order from Mira's hand and said to her.

But Mira Han ignored her and focused her attention on Augustus, looking him up and down.

"Look at me!" the lieutenant patted the table.

"Okay." Mira then looked at the lieutenant's light green eyes. They stared at each other for two seconds, until Mira rolled her eyes mischievously.

"Answer my question." The lieutenant made some simple notes on Mira's list - it seemed like he just filled in a few letters.

"Our enemy will be the most elite troops in the Tyranid Federation. How are you mentally prepared for this?"

"Ha--that's great."

"Why do you want to join the Revolutionary Army?"

"Being revolutionary, literally."

"What is your intention to find a job after retirement?"

"marry."

"You are qualified. Report to the Fourth Recruit Training Battalion. Your military rank is acting sergeant major. All recruits below this rank should salute when they see you." The person speaking at this time was Augustus behind the lieutenant.

Du: "You have to manage the twenty recruits under your command, and use your results to prove that you have this ability."

"Did I hear you correctly?" Mira looked at the lieutenant with the long fiery red ponytail.

"The doctor said there is nothing wrong with your hearing." The lieutenant said, "Don't doubt it. You are strong enough to tame any young stallion."

"I mean, I have never taken care of so many people." Mira said: "Of all the weapons, I have only used small gadgets such as maces. What I filled in in the specialty column is that my hair is all

Port of the Dead is the pinkest.”

"Your hair is indeed the pinkest." Augustus gave him a positive answer.

"Okay." Mira pursed her lips.

"I'm good at judging people." Augustus said: "You have such a talent, Mira. Usually only veterans can be qualified for this position, but most of us here are recruits."

"Oh-oh, your little mouth is so sweet." Mira is a familiar person.

"..." Augustus shrugged: "It's not as sweet as you think."

"Next." Kerrigan wrote a favorable comment on Mira's form.

...

When Mira took the oath with other Hong Kong recruits of the Dead, hundreds of shuttles docked next to them. Once the recruits finished taking the oath, these spacecraft would send them out of orbit.

The new recruits did not even have uniform uniforms. They still wore the clothes they had before joining the revolutionary army, and some even wore ill-fitting coats and shoes with holes.

"Without any coercion, promise or temptation, after being clearly informed of the meaning of this oath and various consequences..." Many recruits' eyes were wet, but Mira remained unmoved.

Mira knew that whether they died in battle or lived to the end, most of the people who left this planet today would never set foot on this land again in their lifetime. Almost no one would feel homesick for the terrible world of Rock of the Dead.

Feelings.

Old people always say that even a fly in the Port of the Dead wants to escape from this planet.

But like all the other recruits, Mira was indeed infected by the changes brought about by the revolutionary army. She saw some hope in this stagnant port of the dead, and was determined not to let go of this opportunity that would change her destiny.

Opportunity.

Mira neither worships Augustus nor thinks that revolution is noble. She has her own mature and unique opinions on the right and wrong of a thing. She neither sympathizes with the poor and exploited workers, nor does she want to do anything for them.

They shed blood and died.

"Whether it is Christians, Christians, atheists, polytheists, Earth Return sects..." they said: "We all have the same faith and the same identity now."

While taking the oath, Mira was naturally distracted: if the revolutionary army did not come to the Port of the Dead in a year, she might eventually become a mercenary or a pirate. There will only be a few people in the Port of the Dead in the future.

If you want to get ahead, you must be much more ruthless and ruthless than others.

The reason why she did not choose to join the federal army was simply because the rules of the revolutionary army seemed to be much fewer and more liberal than those of the regular army. When it came to swearing an oath, the length of the oath was also much shorter than that of the federal army.

After all, Mira is such a person, she seems to be born not to follow the rules, and no one can restrain her with rigid rules and regulations yet.

"I swear to fight for the Korhal Revolutionary Army, to defend the laws and honor of the new republic, and to defend those citizens of the republic who have been or will eventually be liberated."

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