521 Your Majesty Said to Give You a Little Red Flower
Prince of Blades Tosh is imprisoned by the Leviathan-class battlecruiser Merrimack, which is parked alone in the geostationary orbit of the historical planet. She is one of the few remaining battleships of this class.
The old-fashioned Leviathan class should have been retired long ago. Only the captains and sailors who sailed on the Merrimac to conquer the star sea in the past can recall her past glorious years. As the years of service continue to extend, the Merrimac's aging
The hull and outdated armor have been unable to adapt to the increasingly severe war.
When the Imperial Army captured Tarsonis, the decommissioned Merrimac was moored in Alexandria, awaiting her fate to be either dismantled or transformed into a large transport ship.
Even in the Imperial fleet, the Merrimack has also been relegated from a capital ship to a border patrol ship. Although the various weapon systems of the Leviathan class have become outdated, they are still effective when dealing with third-rate pirates and bandits who ride in orbital spacecraft to do evil.
With ease. (The Orbital spacecraft is smaller than the shuttle and is a low-Earth orbit passenger aircraft that can reach escape velocity)
Now, the Merrimac, used as a prison ship to hold Tosh, has dismantled the jump device and main engine and evacuated non-combatants, leaving only the crew to maintain necessary survival facilities.
The Empire knows very little about Tosh's past when he was still a human. They only know that he comes from the Haji Voodoo sect. And now Tosh is an extremely powerful and dangerous psychic individual. This is obvious.
No prison can guarantee that he will be trapped without fail.
Once Tosh loses control, Merrimack is where he will be buried.
When Lieutenant General William Wachowski and his adjutant, Colonel Matt Horner, flew to the docking bay of the Merrimack in a military shuttle, heavily armed Imperial Marines were guarding the aisles, wearing eagles.
Officers with wolf badges patrolled all decks, and there was a tense atmosphere everywhere.
"General, the prisoner's mood is stable and the situation is still under control." A naval command staff officer led several officers to greet Wachowski and Horner who came down the shuttle ramp.
"If he wants to make some noise, then give him anesthesia - the amount of anesthesia for a Behemoth." Like all the Imperial soldiers here, Lieutenant General Wachowski wears a t-shirt outside his uniform.
CMC power armor.
Today's armor is constantly evolving, and with iterative updates it is becoming more reliable and more popular.
"We have prepared seven emergency plans. The cabin where Tosh is held is independent and can be ejected into outer space at any time. If necessary, the air can be drained and filled with liquid nitrogen." The staff officer was very tall.
He had blond hair that was meticulously taken care of. He had previously worked in the headquarters of Emperor Augustus, and at that time he was the person who responded to calls from various lower headquarters.
Wachowski knew that his name was Otto Anderberth, a revolutionary nobleman from Kohal with a well-established background. His family had been a staunch supporter of the Mengsk family. Otto's resume could not be faulted in any way.
No problem, the future is bright.
"To deal with the zerg, you have to use fire," Wachowski commented.
"You can also inject the same amount of plasma, and everyone is equal before the hot melt," Otto said.
"Add one more thing. Once he is ejected from the cabin, he will be executed with the Yamato cannon." Wachowski said lightly, turning to the other side. He was the only person present who was not wearing power armor.
"Professor Helek Branamoor, honorary professor at Umoyan National University, expert on alien biology, Royal Scientific Advisor, one of the most knowledgeable people in the world." the staff officer introduced to the lieutenant general.
explain.
Professor Branammore is not tall, with very little flesh on his face. He looks serious and silent. He should not appear that old, but the hair on his head has obviously disappeared.
A Umoyang person, this is a somewhat sensitive identity at the moment.
The Umoyans are Korhal's steadfast friends. They have spared no effort to promote and assist Korhal's independence movement, although the deeper reason is to weaken the power of the overly powerful Terran Federation.
Emperor Augustus would certainly not forget this kindness. As soon as he established the Tyran Empire, he established diplomatic relations with Umoyan, and restored large-scale trade and construction aid projects between the Tyran and Umoyan worlds that had been interrupted for a time.
However, leaders on both sides know that this balance will not last long.
The current Emperor of the Tyran Empire is an enlightened and powerful monarch. Under his rule, the federal world that was mired in civil war has finally ushered in its unification. Under his so-called enlightened and autonomous government, a strong and confident era is about to come.
For the Tyranid Empire, it is inevitable to move beyond the Koprulu Sector and promote further expansion. Although the relationship between the Tyranid Empire and the United States of Umoyan is from the same origin, the current emperor also implements the same policy on Umoyan.
A soft policy, no matter whether the empire is short-lived or long-lasting, no one knows what attitude the successors of this empire will adopt in the future.
The Emperor has no heirs yet, and since his wife is a psyker, it may be difficult for him to have another one. So, for the Umoyan people, they prefer Prince Arcturus who has Umoyan blood.
His son Valerian became crown prince.
However, neither the emperor nor the royal family wanted outsiders to interfere in this matter. In addition, the Umoyan people were still unwilling to give up their espionage activities, which caused a lot of unpleasantness.
Of course, the loyalty of Professor Umoyan, who can become a consultant to the royal family, can definitely withstand torture.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor. I have read your works." The Lieutenant General immediately shook hands with Professor Branamour and complimented him saying that he had been on good terms with him for a long time.
"Oh, which one is it?" Professor Branammore asked inappropriately.
"The appropriate temperature for roasting larvae." Wachowski stretched out his hand to guide the professor: "Let me see the imprisoned beast."
"Of course, but you must wear anti-psionic equipment." The professor showed a wizened smile: "Even though there is a steel plate ten feet behind, Tosh can still smash the human brain with his will. This level of psychic power can control
The will of others is also easy."
"What kind of anti-psychic equipment is useful?" Wachowski said as he walked: "I have heard about the abilities of ghost agents. It is said that they can..."
"Being able to control other people's bladders, allowing them to put up one leg against the wall to pee like a dog, or dance the tango backwards," Professor Branammore said:
"He may even have the ability to control thoughts, although mind control is only temporary and extremely difficult to achieve. People with this kind of talent are extremely talented and extremely rare."
The closed cabins of the Merrimack lead to all directions. The equipment here is old and the wall lamps are dim. Only the deck is shiny and clean, and even the gray carpets have been washed again and again. Traces of pragmatism can be seen in everything.
There are not many soldiers in the cabin, but they are all elite troops. The battlefield porcupines, hellhounds and stilling strikers are all the elite among the elite.
Wachowski walked through the corridors inside the ship, and the soldiers saluted him one after another. The closer he got to the cabin where Tosh was held, the more the number of these imperial soldiers became, and there were also a large number of intelligent black widow spiders.
The thunders are scattered in hidden corners. Even the current head of the Tagore family does not receive such treatment.
The corridors are like a maze, parallel to each other, and are almost identical except for the signs and instructions. After walking through the last cabin and opening the air pressure door, the heavily guarded cell is already in front of you.
Two heavily armored soldiers wearing Marauder power armor were guarding the gate. The heavy full-body armor made them look much stronger than ordinary Marines. When they saw Wachowski, they immediately saluted.
"This loyalty is dedicated to the emperor."
Marauder powered armor is much more expensive than regular CMC, can only be worn by elite troops, and does not accept criminals or resocialized soldiers, all veterans of the Revolutionary Army era.
One of them is known to Wachowski. This young man, who is less than 24 years old, comes from the agricultural immigrant town of Helsin. His family is an authentic farmer, and he earns money from the barren land to support his family through hard work. This person
He is dull and inflexible, but he has great trust in the commander and regards the revolution as his faith without any reservation.
Nowadays, their treatment and salary are very good, and their families have been taken to Augustgrad in Korkha, and they have become a decent and respected class.
These soldiers are the backbone of the Imperial Army, loyal, brave, and almost unstoppable in their admiration for their generals and emperors.
"This loyalty is dedicated to the emperor."
Wachowski responded with a military salute and said: "Open the door."
The guard immediately complied, and the airlock door that opened was a cell with layers of alloy steel walls and three layers of glass.
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A man with green wrinkled skin was sitting on a chair, facing Wachowski and others who walked in from the door.
Tosh originally lowered his head and was meditating on something, but now he slowly raised it up. The snake hair of Medusa was covered with thorns, while the other parts of the body were made of tendons, muscles and chitin armor. He His eyes exuded a dim yellow light, like two dark stars.
"...Can you hear it? The whispers among the stars, the galaxies will burn with their arrival, and an unstoppable storm is coming." Tosh looked at Wachowski with a staring look in his eyes. Make the other party feel embarrassed:
"Fate cannot be violated, cannot be changed, and cannot be escaped."
"Are you Gabriel Tosh, Prince of Blades?" Wachowski sat down on the chair opposite Tosh, separated by thick glass and surrounded by psychic shielding facilities, machine guns and railguns.
"Guaranteed replacement if fake."
"Okay, now let's talk about what the talking stars and their damn destiny are." Wachowski said to Tosh: "I only believe in myself. No one can control the destiny of mankind, not even God."
"Haha." Tosh smiled, which was very gentle and incompatible with his scary appearance.
"you're right."
"..." Wachowski realized that he couldn't understand this guy at all, but then he thought about it, he didn't have to understand what a madman said.
This tall and mighty body should actually be the soul of a teenage child, but this soul has been reshaped, twisted, and transformed in Char into what the master wants him to be.
The preferred candidate for the Master should have been Sarah Kerrigan, but in the end she had to settle for the next best choice. If it wasn't Tosh, it was probably someone else, for example, Nova Terra.
"Where is your emperor? I want to talk to him." Tosh paused for a moment.
"You are a prisoner, and I hope you will understand this in the next twenty-four hours." Wachowski said coldly:
"I don't need to agree to any of the prisoner's requests."
Gabriel Tosh was already a prisoner in the hands of the Empire, and his last Behemoth was already dying and was pushed to the sun of history by hundreds of tugboats.
The protoss fleet is still anchored at the edge of the galaxy.
The protoss had rescued the matriarch, but they were still unwilling to leave. After Emperor Augustus learned of the progress, he called specifically to confirm whether the matriarch Rashagal's body was infected, parasitized or controlled in other ways. symptoms.
Although it is common sense that the zerg cannot infect the protoss, the protoss dare not ignore it when it comes to the respected matriarch.
It's strange to say that Tosh never tortured the matriarch Raszagal. Even if he was preached to make him angry, he would lose his temper. The transformation of the zerg made Tosh become extremely violent, but he never lost his temper due to anger. And lose control.
Rashagar is now undergoing further examination and treatment to ensure that everything is safe.
"Why... why did you kidnap the Matriarch of the Protoss Dark Templar." Wachowski wanted to use the word kidnap.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Tosh certainly wasn't telling the truth.
"That's not a reason." Wachowski certainly didn't accept it.
"What is Augustus going to do with me?" Tosh asked after a moment of silence.
"I have to tell you good news. The emperor is prepared to spare your life." Wachowski seemed not very satisfied with this order.
"Haha, he should do this, he understands all this, only he understands." Tosh said that the heroes in the world are only me and Augustus.
"..." Wachowski couldn't understand what Tosh said at all: "Our benevolent Majesty decided to let his scientists make a last-ditch effort to save you and find a way to eliminate the infection. To this end, , and also joined forces with scientists from the stars.”
As he spoke, Wachowski shook his head, as if the words made him physically uncomfortable.
"This level of infection is unheard of and unheard of in the world." Professor Branammuir added aside: "We are just doing the best we can."
"Save me? There are still people in this world who care about me." Tosh seemed not to have expected Wachowski to say this, and this sentence also touched him:
"After all, I am just a poor person who feels sorry for himself. I only asked the Federation to leave a way for me to survive, but they killed my grandmother. And now I have become a zerg. When I need help the most, the people around me are... Just trying to push me into the abyss." He said:
"But this is just for experiments."
"That's why you desperately hunt down federal people." Wachowski said that he probably understood: "Your Majesty asked me to tell you that your actions are worthy of commendation, but you should have avoided hurting innocent people."
"He wants to award me a medal?" Tosh smiled, but his fangs were exposed and looked ferocious.
"Just be honest, it's the Federation's job to dissect you and torture you." Wachowski looked at him and said, "You seem to have never tortured Rashagal?"
Tosh behaved calmly, not like an imprisoned prisoner at all: "I don't do things I don't like."