Augustus opened prisons one after another that were separated by steel plates or even iron grilles. In the dim rooms that lacked light, the prisoners who were as skinny, emaciated and even tortured to the point of not being human were like skeletons.
, only those who have been detained for a short period of time have the strength to stand up tremblingly.
The Kemerian Federation once claimed that in their shelters, federal prisoners could receive the most humane treatment and three meals a day, but this was obviously not the case. Of course, the Kemerian prisoners in federal prisons were no better than
How much better is this.
"We are the federal marines." Augustus said this to every prisoner: "If you can still fight, then stand up and take up arms."
"Blood for blood."
These people are still wearing the clothes they wore when they were captured, but now it has become a layer of rags wrapping their bodies, carrying an unpleasant smell. In the wasteland where the 34th Asylum is located, the water source
Due to scarcity, it often takes a week or more for prisoners to take a bath.
However, when these prisoners who were no different from homeless people surrounded Augustus and his marines, the power of anger and hatred burst out from the seemingly haggard and thin body.
At this moment, the camp was in chaos. Other troops from Warfield's 1st Company had already captured two hills. Another battalion of resocialized soldiers, assisted by two arc-light tanks, had begun to advance from three
The Kaimorian troops in the camp soon discovered that they had no way to retreat.
When the crowd followed several marines rushing out of the barracks and returning to the landing site, Augustus's fourth squad was guarding boxes of weapons and ammunition dropped from the air, electromagnetic rifles and ammunition belts that could be slung over the shoulder.
be distributed to everyone's hands.
The prisoners were organized into a battalion with unified command and unified operations, and their mission was to follow the fourth squad to capture and blow up the Kemerian bunker and the electrified Presteel barrier between hills A and C.
Looking from the outside in, the 34th Camp is indeed impregnable. The Camorians cleverly used the terrain to transform the depression between the hills into a small fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. However, an attack from the inside out can
Causing them to be in chaos.
Augustus led the first and second squads through the military barracks where prisoners were held and headed to the command center of the 34th Camp.
Along the way, scattered Kemorian soldiers either died under their guns or fled in panic. Augustus, Raynor, Tychus, and Harnak charged forward, and he killed two soldiers wearing kinetic energy.
The Camorian soldier in vest smashed another soldier's head with the butt of his rifle.
The command center of Kemorion is a huge building with a spire. Its architectural style is closer to the Gothic style. Traces of the welding of building plates can be clearly seen on the steel walls. A rotating communication satellite station is close to it.
It stands.
Only one squad of Kaimorian Rippers was guarding the entrance to the command center, and it looked like they had just rushed out, rushing to support the defense or escape.
The moment these Rippers appeared at the door of the command center, Grenadier Ward had already thrown out two electromagnetic grenades, three Whisperer heavy machine guns, two individual missile launchers and a dozen electromagnetic rods.
The rifle killed three Rippers who were about to rush out in a matter of seconds.
So, these tearers abandoned the bodies of their companions and fled back, disappearing from Augustus' eyes.
"Harnack, Griffith." Augustus said on the communication channel.
"Look, boss." The two fire bats walked side by side into the entrance of the command center.
A howitzer hit and nearly shattered Harnack's breastplate as he stepped through the door into the vestibule, but failed to cause any damage to the wearer. At the request of Augustus, the armor technician Fei
Ke thickened the armor plates of all the power armor in his platoon, especially the Firebats.
Before Augustus and other marines stepped into the command center, the Camorian soldiers who fired grenades had fled without a trace. Of course, a group of jailers who guard prisoners all year round are not the elite of the Camorian troops.
Some retired early due to old age or disability, while others were new recruits who had not fought many tough battles.
To Augustus's expectation, the Kemerian command center looked more like a gorgeous private villa. It not only had a restaurant, entertainment room, rooms where the team leader and foreman lived, but also a cafe.
Opera hall and cake room.
At least fifty Terran Federation prisoners are used as servants to keep the entertainment facilities running and clean. It seems that the Kemorian supervisor of this asylum has completely turned it into a place for his entertainment and selfish desires.
kingdom.
I really can’t imagine what the prisoners here have gone through. They are far more decently dressed than their compatriots in cages, and at least have a relatively neat set of clothes. But everyone seems to have lost their soul, and their eyes are dull, even if
Even when he saw the Marines wearing power armor, they didn't react much.
"Where is Hands Brooke, Superintendent of Asylum 34?"
Augustus found a prisoner who was sitting in a corner and crying. The prisoner was wearing a maid uniform with a long black and white skirt and was holding a broom in his hand.
"Keep going forward, at the end of the road, that devil, he is there." She almost burst into tears: "Too many of our brothers and sisters are tortured here, and life is worse than death."
"kill him!"
"Lundstein, take your people to find all the other Tyranids in this command center." Augustus was silent for a moment and then turned and left, followed closely by nearly twenty marines.
Kemerian oversees Brooke's private room, which is as luxurious as the living rooms of Korhal's nobles. A balding, fat, middle-aged man is sitting on the chair behind his mahogany desk.
The moment Augustus saw him, he had a pistol in his hand and was about to commit suicide by swallowing it, but he didn't fire.
"I thought there were no cowards in Moria."
Augustus held an electromagnetic rifle in his hand, and the sighting system on the helmet's visor had locked onto the bald head of the Camorian supervisor, with only a handful of hair left.
Supervisor Kemerian swallowed and slowly put down his pistol. Then, he suddenly began to defend himself: "Those prisoners, those prisoners totally deserved their crimes."
"Why should I be kind to a group of demons who brutally killed my compatriots? Their hands are stained with the blood of the Caimorians. They should atone for their sins! My brother died due to an air raid. I can't wait to eat the murderer alive."
Kill that Tyranid, your heroic pilot!"
"You said so much because you want to beg me to let you continue to live?" Augustus shook his shoulders and nodded excitedly when he saw the other person.
But the gunfire rang out immediately, and Augustus watched calmly as the bald head exploded into a pile of bones, dregs and minced meat.