It is the time of sunrise. The sun in Haiji casts beautiful red and orange light along the horizon where water and sky meet, and the valley surrounded by green plants is shrouded in a colorful halo. The hurricane sweeps across the plains and valleys as always,
Swirling in huge crater mountains.
Two golden-red Revolutionary Army Wraith fighter planes flew low over the devastated ruins of the Grande slums. All the dilapidated shacks and houses on the ground were covered with countless purple organic tissues and pulsating tendons.
This place used to be part of the coastline, adjacent to an excellent deep-water port, but now all signs of human civilization no longer exist, and there is no sign of any biological activity. If the tens of thousands of people who lived here in the past had not had time to escape,
Then they should have already become part of the creep.
The zerg are not the army of humans. They have no mercy and do not accept any mercy or surrender. If the human commanders still think that their wisdom and strategy can surpass these seemingly tyrannical but lacking intelligence creatures, it is a big mistake.
wrong.
In the distance, thousands of king insects floated over the city of Grande. The tops of skyscrapers in the city surrounded by alien dragons were flying, like bats returning to their nests at dawn. The anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns of the federal garrison were flying.
Trying to shoot down flying creatures over the city, staggered orange barrages criss-crossed the urban airspace.
The fall of this city is only a matter of time, as the insect tunnel network is extending underground. Once the carpet begins to spread, the terrible infection of the Kalos tribe of brainworms will arrive as scheduled.
The two Wraith fighter planes painted in gold and red had been hovering over the Grande Slums for several times before leaving.
Ten minutes later, dozens of revolutionary army APOD transport ships landed on the open ground in the ruins of the slums. Amidst the air waves caused by the plasma of the transport ship's thrusters, Augustus walked down the ramp from the Little Devil.
The entire slum was razed to the ground in the hurricane and the Zerg attack. The simple wooden and brick walls of the slum dwellers collapsed, leaving behind a remains of rubble and construction debris. In those small areas that were not covered by the germ carpet
In the area, blood-stained scratches were clearly visible, which were left by the nails of a person who was about to be dragged underground.
In areas that are not covered by the carpet, the zerg will of course eat humans. This may not be because of hunger, but because of the survival instinct mixed in its genetic fragments. The most frightening thing about the zerg is that they will
Killing a person in a cruel and bloody manner or eating part of the person's body while the person is still alive.
Tychus Finlay, who was carrying a heavy machine gun, followed closely and stepped into the sticky zerg carpet: "It's so disgusting, slimy and wet. I can't imagine anything else like this."
It's something even worse. In the words of that red-haired guy Hank, it's like a piece of shit."
More Revolutionary Guards and Guards Division soldiers in gold-red power armor filed off from the Imp and other transport ships and lined up at the landing point. Several other larger transport ships rumbled down.
Tanks, Goliath armed robots and T-280 space engineering vehicles, these vehicles and mechas that are more than ten feet high are all painted with golden wolf head logos and grip ring emblems on their dark red primer.
Augustus took a few steps in the ruins of the slums filled with fungi. The HUD display on the helmet of his commander's armor immediately popped up with various environmental values in the area. At Augustus' feet, there was a stained with dried
Blood alloy wheels that were once part of the tires of a Federation heavy armored personnel carrier.
"It doesn't look like there are any survivors here. I never knew the zerg needed prisoners," Tychus said with his hands on his hips.
Zeratul also walked down with Augustus. His luminous green eyes swept around the landing site in silence, and then he bent down and searched among the ruins for anything related to the psychic signal he sensed.
Clues.
In the strong wind blowing from the sea, the sprouts on the fungus twisted and swayed like ears of wheat. Further away, there were many broken glass sparkling in the sun, whole-body seats, and control panels that had been chopped into pieces.
and a large-caliber machine gun barrel that had been cut into several sections, and a blackened Confederate flag covered the wreckage.
"The Federation's Goliath walking robots, and there are more than one, must have been torn into pieces by bugs." Tychus smacked his lips and said: "A bunch of wretches, I hope they were not frightened when they were killed.
Wet your pants.”
At this time, Augustus took out one of his feet from the muddy carpet and prepared to walk forward. However, he stopped as soon as he stepped out. Where he raised his foot, there was a pile of twisted and stained bacteria.
Rotten flesh and bloody bones.
Augustus and his men soon found themselves standing on a large pile of corpses of the dead. The corpses of at least hundreds of people were buried under a thick carpet of zerg creeping bacteria.
Human corpses are becoming food for the insect swarm.
The dead people huddled up, reaching toward the sky amid the squirming carpet of bacteria and pus.
"A 'cemetery'." Augustus had experienced battlefields attended by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, and had seen hundreds of corpses placed side by side, but he could not feel that such a cruel scene was sparse and ordinary.
This is a slaughterhouse, and the zerg capture these people and kill them, their butcher knives are as efficient as the machines in the factory.
"It's not all the zerg that killed these people." At this time, Zeratul walked around the ruins of the slum a few times and came to Augustus. The purple cloak behind him was shaking in the strong wind of Haji:
"It was human bullets and psychic energy that killed these people."
"So, it was the people from the Federation who took action?" Tychus grinned, and he was sure that there was a conflict between the Federation's troops and the people in the slums.
"Human psychic powers..." Augustus then summoned his own ghost agents.
"'Recruit', what did you sense?"
The "recruit", a ghost agent of the Revolutionary Army, appeared on the right side of Augustus in the interweaving light and shadow of the environmental refraction suit: "There is no doubt that a human psyker with a PSI psychic index of at least level 8 has appeared here before.
.”
The ghost agent is wrapped in a blue and white close-quarters combat uniform, with a C-10 long-barreled rifle on his shoulders. He wears a sophisticatedly designed helmet, and the auxiliary mechanical eyes transplanted on the mask can make the wearer better than ordinary people.
See further.
"This is just my guess. This psyker is still unable to control his powerful psychic power, or no one has ever taught him how to restrain his psychic power. This is a required course for high-level students in the Ghost Academy." Ghost.
As the agent spoke, he squatted down and wiped away part of the carpet on the ground, exposing the head of the deceased underneath.
"Some people died directly from the damage to brain tissue caused by the psychic impact. Their brains were crushed like smashed garlic cloves, and their orifices bled to death."
"High-level psykers are more likely to lose control under tremendous mental pressure and other stimuli, triggering a disaster caused by terrible psychic shocks. If you have seen the protoss high-level templar release
Psionic storm - basically that." "I saw it once when I was at the Federation Ghost Academy on Tarsonis," he said.
"An unstable eighth-level psyker lost control because his cat died. In an instant, a psychic shock erupted that killed everyone within a two-hundred-yard diameter except him - I don't know why anyone would allow him to do so.
Raise a cat.”
"This human psyker is probably the agent of the swarm that the Overlord is looking for. He should not have been captured by the zerg yet," Zeratul added.
"Oh...how on earth did this guy do this? He was able to hide for so long when so many bugs were looking for him like crazy." Tychus clicked his tongue in amazement.
"The good news is that he's probably still hiding somewhere," Augustus concluded. "The bad news is that he's hiding so well that we may not even be able to find him."
"Maybe I can find the psyker," Zeratul said.
"I can feel his presence. Perhaps to humans, psychic signals are as untouchable as sound waves, but in our eyes they are as clear as beams of light in the dark, as if they are threads connecting fate and the intangible.
of light.”
"The psyker didn't go far. He learned to shield his psychic signals to avoid being hunted by the zerg. But how should he survive?" His glowing eyes looked at Augustus.
"I learned a lot about humans during my time on the Hyperion, which is that this strange race cannot survive on sunlight and water alone."
"Follow me, Augustus, and I will take you to find him." Zeratul finally said: "I hope we are still in time..."
Zeratul left these words and walked forward. He seemed to be following a certain footprint, his pace was slow.
"We will follow you, elder," Augustus said.
"This protos has a really sharp nose," Tychus muttered.
"Be careful if Zeratul hears you speaking ill of him," Augustus reminded him.
"I don't care whether others like or hate me." Tychus replied nonchalantly.
While Tychus was speaking, Augustus looked to the right of the Grand City, where cannons were still rumbling. This at least meant that the federal defenders in the city still had sufficient weapons and ammunition, and still firmly believed that there would be
The fleet came to rescue them.
However, according to the part of the intelligence that Augustus learned, there is no Terran Federation naval fleet at least six light years away from Haiji. These fleets are either consolidating the defenses on the edge of the Koprulu sector in the core world.
, or near the galaxy invaded by the insect swarm.
Haiji's position is quite embarrassing. It is on the interstellar shipping route of the Federation world, but it does not belong to the developed core world. The economy is backward, the legal system is chaotic, and its political influence is almost negligible. It is probably only after the end of the Zerg invasion war.
Only then will the Federation remember that this corner of the country was once attacked by a swarm of insects.
Even if the federal government in Tarsonis receives Haji's distress signal, there may not be many living people left on the planet by the time the struggling Federation fleet arrives.
"Advance." Augustus ordered in the command channel: "Keep a distance between the front and back, and be careful where you step. The zerg will come out of the ground at any time. If you find anything wrong, report it to your superiors immediately to ensure that the officers and
The political commissar is where you can see it."
About seven hundred revolutionary soldiers gathered under the orders of Augustus and the officers. They were all veterans who had experienced many battles. They were allowed to use the golden wolf head of the Mengsk family on their power armor. This was both an honor and a honor.
The symbol is also a strong evidence of having experienced many battles.
At first, Zeratul walked very slowly, but after more than ten minutes, he confirmed his direction and had a clear goal.
Augustus followed Zeratul for six or seven miles through the wasteland covered with germ carpets, passing many towns and factories that were completely covered by zerg organisms along the way, until they saw an abandoned border checkpoint.
Zeratul stopped half a mile away from the border checkpoint, and Augustus ordered his troops to stop at the same time.
"Gods..." When Augustus observed the unnaturalness and weirdness of the abandoned border checkpoint, Zeratul next to him let out a frightened sigh: "It's too late.
..."
The border checkpoint was originally part of the old city wall of Grande City, used to intercept homeless people, tribesmen and people from slums who tried to enter the city illegally. It was originally just a few square single buildings made of clean cement.
A two-story house, next to a steam furnace powered by high-energy gas, is used to provide electricity and heat to the entire complex.
Normally, it was the Hagyi military that governed this area, but when Augustus saw the checkpoint, it had apparently been abandoned.
Not only that, the main part of the checkpoint building is completely covered with a sickly gray-brown film, like a fetus wrapped in amniotic membrane. Every part of the building is covered by clusters of accumulated bacteria carpet, as if
It was covered by a rotten blanket.
Some sharp spikes, more than ten feet high, sprout from the edges of the infected buildings. They are moving, like tentacles with chitin blades tied to their tips. These tentacles lurking in the carpet can
A row of moving spikes are released from the ground, capable of piercing the entire soles of human soldiers wearing alloy power boots.
If Augustus opened his helmet visor, he would definitely be able to smell the stench of corruption in the air. The worms had already infected this building, even more thoroughly than those in the slums.
Even though Augustus had seen many sights of zerg infestations, he still felt a physical aversion to them.
"Look at what's there." Augustus glanced at Zeratul and said in the command channel: "Keep moving forward, I need the bravest warriors under my command to serve as the vanguard."
Augustus issued several more orders over the channel, and a vanguard force composed mainly of fire bats took the lead in approaching the infected border checkpoint.
At this moment, the sound of carapace, fangs and claws rubbing against hard objects suddenly came from the previously silent wilderness. Many Hydra Hydralisks and springtails with copper-green carapace appeared from the infected checkpoints.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Augustus' heart sank, convinced that the psyker had been captured by the zerg.
More bugs emerged from the interior of the checkpoint and nearby potholes, emitting a low humming sound, like the low humming produced by countless insects in the summer.
These ferocious-looking monsters roared lowly. They did not launch a violent attack immediately, but wandered in the pipes and creep clusters around the checkpoint. At this time, they were more like guardians of a lair than bloodthirsty monsters.
hunter.
"Go on, run and shoot, that's the only thing you have to do." Augustus ordered loudly: "Kill them!"
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