Blackxis, on the border of the Tyranid Federation, is an icy world of ice and snow. 60% of its land is covered by ice and snow. The continent-wide ice sheet is raging with downdrafts caused by downdrafts at speeds exceeding 150 miles per hour.
of strong wind.
If Char is a hell on earth filled with oceans of magma and the smell of volcanic ash and sulfur, then Blackxis is the other extreme, a continent of glaciers, snowstorms and biting cold that give this planet another meaning - a piece of the universe made of
An ice cone etched by pain, a white hell that even freezes the sky.
When the first settlers of the Tyranid Federation set foot on Braxis and the surrounding planets, the hungry and cold people went through hardships to take root in this ice and snow world where the average temperature was always minus 60 degrees Celsius.
Blackxis's lack of high-energy gas resources and sunlight intensity forced immigrants to find other heat sources to maintain the most basic life and resist the extreme natural climate that could destroy the immigrants' homes.
Therefore, the immigrant settlements in Blackxis are mainly concentrated in several settlements based on high-energy gas refineries, mining facilities and polar research stations.
Bolalis is the largest settlement in Blackxis and a steel city that stands tall in the wind and snow. It is built on a vast plain, among the rugged icy cliffs and deep valleys of the planet.
On the edge of the city of Polaris rules stand immigrant floor-to-ceiling houses covered with layers of white snow. Refined gas field boilers burned in gold and bronze deliver heat and electricity to the buildings throughout the city and the street lights on the narrow roads.
The Governor's Palace of the Federal Governor of Braxis built in the center of Bolalis is a silver tower. The lights and antennas on the top of the tower can provide communication guarantees for transport ships sailing between various settlements.
There used to be a red and blue star flag of the Terran Federation on the Governor's Mansion of the Immigration Territory, which indicated that Black Sith was still loyal to the Federation as in the past, and had not been swept away by Augustus Mengsk's rebel army in many marginal colonies.
There was not the slightest wavering in the revolutionary fervor.
However, at the Governor's Mansion, a black and red flag was fluttering in the biting cold wind. On this flapping flag, a golden eagle with five stars on its head stood majestically above the earth.
Earthlings, they and their stories have long become distant history among humans in the Koprulu Sector. Only teachers will mention a few words about the ancient Earth when mentioning humankind's achievements in humanities, arts and natural sciences.
Even Admiral Gerald Dugar, the top commander of the expeditionary force who has been fighting for many years (the hand of man, the human hand), has to admit that despite the freezing temperatures and endless polar storms, the wave of waves
The glaciers and frost-covered sky outside Lalis are actually particularly charming.
Outside the glass window facing the gate of the Blackxis Colony Governor's Mansion is the frost-covered ice field southwest of Polaris City. The signal tower and camp of the United Earth Council Expeditionary Force extend for ten miles from south to north.
Under the dark blue sky, the expeditionary force station was connected by rows of anti-aircraft towers, anti-aircraft guns and plasma cannons, like countless sharp blades stuck in the snow.
"Alexei, some people say that you hunted a naked falcon on the Ursadong plain of Blackxis, and killed an arctic bear-toothed beast with your bare hands while drinking vodka. I'm thinking now that this is probably true.
, because it deserves scrutiny.”
Admiral Gerald Dugar was wrapped in a heavy black coat, with a .50 caliber C-150 Ronin pistol (the C-150 Ronin pistol) strapped to his waist.
He can cut off the back of an Earth bison, and has a medal hanging from the buttonhole of his dark brown military uniform.
Admiral Dugar is a formidable iron-blooded figure. He has a solid figure and is as straight as a tombstone. Dugar's lean and thin face has a pair of deep-set, resolute eyes. He is calm and majestic, without any trace of his body.
A council soldier dared to challenge the general's authority.
The general was strict and cold. He had never smiled since he appeared in front of the soldiers. Even the funniest clown performing in front of Gerald Dugar could not soften the corners of his cold mouth. Even the greatest
The tragedy cannot make the tough guys of the earth cry.
By virtue of his countless glorious victories alone, Gerald Dugal may also have been one of the greatest military leaders in the Earth Council. For most of his service life until the age of fifty-six, Dugal had been fighting
Earth's enemies fight.
He is a persevering and perfect soldier. Important members of the United Earth Council, politicians and visionary leaders almost unanimously believe that Dugar is the best person to lead the Earth Expeditionary Force.
When the threat of aliens first appeared in front of the predecessor of the Earth Council, they quickly reorganized into a powerful and powerful government. The Earth attaches great importance to the purity of human genes. They believe in the concept of human supremacy and hate all genetic modifications.
and alien creatures.
As Earth continues to expand its solar system empire across the galaxy, threats from aliens and colonial rebellions have never been able to defeat Earth's government.
Since the threat of the zerg and protoss emerged, Earth's government has always called on their most outstanding soldiers with an iron fist and force, vowing to eliminate Earth's enemies from the outside.
"Gerald... what I was supposed to tell you was that our fleet was heading straight in. The illegal government forces of the Terran Federation abandoned their armor and fell thousands of miles away. The descendants of the exiles in Tarsonis, who pride themselves on being noble, are panicking.
All day long." Lieutenant General Alexei Stokov had just opened the door to the Governor's Office, and a few crystal snowflakes fell on the sides of his thick leather boots.
Alexei Stukov is much younger than Admiral Dugar, and he is more easy-going in comparison. The soldiers of the Earth Expeditionary Force can somewhat see the humor and humor in this man with a beard.
The soldiers all respected him and were impressed by Stukov's foresight and military wisdom.
No one will look down upon this man who is always holding a tall glass of red wine and vodka. The bronze Gamma Shield badge he received is proof of his courage. Stukov is a wise general who always smokes when calculating the situation of the battle.
, when the ashes cleared, the leader of the rebel army was hanged in front of the council headquarters in Cairo.
Stukov is gentle and easy-going, which he prefers to attribute to being the father of four children.
"But, I neither killed the Braxis beartooth, nor do I have any good news to tell you." Stukov lighted his cigarette and didn't pay much attention to his old friend's frown.
"The Terran Federation government responded quickly. They mobilized at least forty battlecruisers and countless fighters to recapture the Delarian Shipyard. Our fleet avoided the Federation's pursuit, but the threat of the Federation fleet
Still there." He paced the sunwood-panelled floor of his office in the Governor's Palace.
"There is a problem with our intelligence. The zerg and protoss did not severely damage the Tyranid Federation, and their fleet commander is not a complete fool."
Stukov's tone became more serious, and he was very angry with the intelligence department responsible for monitoring the Koprulu sector. In the original plan, the Tyranid Federation should not be an obstacle, and the real enemies of the expeditionary force should be the zerg and protoss.
"In other words, our plan to invade Tarsonis, the capital of the Tyranid Federation, has to be postponed." Stukov finally said.
"This is dangerous news for us. The expeditionary force is far away from the earth, and its logistics and personnel supplies are as long as 60,000 light years. This means that we have to recruit the local population and resources." He said: "When the Federation is bloated,
If the administrative machinery fully reacts, the expeditionary force will be in an embarrassing dilemma."
"What do the council think? If we can use local weapons, why do we need to deal with the federal fleet?"
"No one knows, and no one questions it." Dugar said: "Be loyal to the Council and humanity, and leave the rest to war. The Terran Federation will surely fall like the sun."
"Son of a bitch's war." Stukov put one hand in his pocket, walked to Dugar's side, and together they looked at the wind and snow outside the window of the Governor's Palace.
In the distance are mountains piled with ice and snow one after another, as if they are made of snow. The wind mixed with ice and snow blows by in waves, the dim horizon is covered with a layer of black clouds, and several shocking blue lightnings streak across the sky.
, anyone who has lived in Blackheath long enough knows that a storm is coming.
Several towering pyramid-shaped buildings can be vaguely seen on the horizon, and they are all ancient buildings of the protoss colony. This is a cold blue-white planet that is not suitable for most life forms known to mankind.
But there are mysterious and ancient ruins buried under the glacier.
The protoss may have tried to change the climate of Braxis, but they eventually left.
In the sky as far as the eye could see, four Valkyrie frigates were passing through dense storm clouds, the blue flames of their thrusters piercing the frozen sky.
"War is a demon, and we are the ones who unleash it," he said.
"Do the Tyranids think we are still hanging around in such a small frontier place? This is just misleading. Blackxis is a strategic location for us to control the Koprulu sector, and these fortifications are proof of that."
"However, if our warp engine is more advanced and faster than the Tyranids', we can take the lead." Stukov smiled.
"If everything goes well, when the Federation fleet attacks Braxis, they will suddenly realize that our fleet has arrived in Tarsonis."
"We will always have a huge fleet - far larger than the Tyranid Federation imagined." Dugar stood with his hands behind his hands: "Char and Al are our ultimate goals, and we must control the new master Black Flag Plan.
Start on time."
"To be honest, I'm not very optimistic about the plan to control the zerg to fight for humans - our knowledge of this race only remains on the autopsy table."
"It is the wise man's business to drive wild beasts," Stukov said to Dugar.
"Sir, Dr. Narud wants to see you." At this time, a soldier wearing a dark military uniform walked in, and the wing logo on his shoulder indicated that he was a soldier of the Kronos Wing.
"Oh, Dr. Narud, that genius scientist?" Stukov said immediately: "Let him in."
"I have said that if we want to deal with the zerg and protoss, such outstanding local scientists are indispensable."
As soon as he finished speaking, a British-haired old man in a suit and leather shoes, with his hair neatly slicked back, walked in. Of course, there is no need to wear thick warm clothes in the Governor's Mansion, but this look is very popular in the headquarters of Marshal Dugar, who are all soldiers.
Not common.
Dr. Narud is said to be an expert in xel'naga technology and zerg protoss physiology.
Although Dr. Narud is now a slow-moving old man, it does not prevent him from having a heart to resist the tyranny of the Tyranid Federation. When Dugar's Earth Expeditionary Force first met Narud, he was commanding an army
Federal Resistance Army.
Since Dr. Narud is also a local and senior military expert who knows the Tyranid Federation well, he was also hired as Admiral Dugar's tactical advisor.
"Our research on the Xel'Naga and Protoss architectural ruins in Blackxis has been basically completed, and the research results will definitely be used in battleships and weapons." Dr. Narud is a staunch anti-federalist.
When the Earth Expeditionary Force set foot on Blackis, Narud, who happened to meet the expeditionary force, almost shouted "The King's Army is finally here" and couldn't wait to join the Earth Alliance Army.
"Also, I have some information about the Terran Federation's psychic transmitters and psychic disruptors. It is reported that they are sealed under the main city of Tarsonis."
"You did a great job." Dugar said to Dr. Narud: "As much as I hate those deserters, you are obviously not one of them. You have proven your loyalty to the Council, and loyalty will surely prevail."
get payback."
"Psychic disruptors and psionic transmitters are crucial. If the Tyranid Federation uses them to deal with us..." Just when Stukov was about to say something, the holographic projector on his desk lit up.
Got up.
"A communication request?"
"Oh, that was from the Keha Revolutionary Army. A few days ago, their people contacted me and claimed that their leader, Marshal Augustus, wanted to talk to me." Dugar mentioned the word marshal. Shi shook his head.
"This is the largest and most powerful rebel organization known to the Tyranid Federation."
Due to its remote location, Braxis has never been affected by the Guild War, Korhal's Rebellion and the first all-out war with aliens. Even pirates have always visited this extremely cold planet.
However, considering that Blackxis always needs to trade with other surrounding colonial planets and the core world of the Tyranid Federation in exchange for necessary supplies, this place is not isolated from the rest of the world.
Blackxis didn't know anything about the rebellious Korhal Rebels and Augustus Mengsk.
"Hello, Admiral Gerald Dugar, I am Augustus Mengsk." When the screen lit up, a handsome man with gray hair and gray eyes appeared. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his aura was far superior. Governor of the Commonwealth in Braxis.
"Sorry, did you forget to add 'respected' before this? Marshal Augustus Mengsk." Stukov looked at the gray-haired man behind the screen and thought to himself that this ridiculous self-proclaimed marshal actually looked at He also looks extraordinary.
"I think that modest and polite people on Earth would not impose the red tape of the civilized world on uncivilized savages, sir." Augustus looked at Stukov.
"Haha - I like you." Stukov took a serious look at Augustus and determined that this man was by no means an ordinary person.
"Uh-" Dr. Narud smiled awkwardly and said to Dugar.
"This is a confidential meeting. I wonder if I should leave."