StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 33 Arcturus Mengsk
The skyscraper temporarily serving as the temporary headquarters of the 33rd Ground Assault Division originally belonged to the UNN global news network. About 1000 people used to work in this skyscraper building, but now it is deserted and quiet like a ghost town.

The elevators in the UNN branch building had already stopped running, and Augustus and Warfield could only take the stairs to the 42nd floor. This made Augustus wonder whether his brother had some kind of bad taste.

After climbing the stairs obediently, Augustus finally came to the top floor. Judging from the signs that have not been erased, this floor is the office of the editor-in-chief of the local station.The guards at the stairway checked the ID information cards of Augustus and others and completed retinal scans before letting them go.

There are no guards guarding the door of the division commander's office, and there is an oil painting of a lion hanging on the door.Arcturus has always liked this kind of earth creature that only exists in literary works and film and television works, and has always been eager to defeat this mighty beast one day.

Warfield knocked on the door solemnly after carefully checking whether his uniform was neat and smooth.

"Come in." Arcturus' voice is very similar to Augustus's. Most of the time, it is unspeakably magnetic, gentle and calm, and can make people feel close in an instant.

"Aren't you going in?" Augustus looked at Warfield who stepped back.

"This is a private conversation between you," Warfield said gravely.

"...Okay." Augustus thought to himself, since you are not going to meet Arcturus, why bother to smooth out all the wrinkles on the uniform.

When Augustus pushed the door open, his older brother Arcturus Mengsk was standing with his back to him, standing in front of a huge glass window looking out at the Pride of Polk in the darkness.Arcturus was wearing a dark brown officer's coat, and the shoulders of the coat were covered with tasseled copper epaulettes.

Although it was built temporarily, the furnishings in the office still allow people to see at a glance that this is the residence of a nobleman.Arcturus's desk is made of expensive Cha Sara sun wood. The tabletop retains the log texture and is only covered with a layer of anti-corrosion and dehumidifying varnish. Countless small sun textures of several feet are clustered and clustered, which is extremely beautiful.

There were piles of documents and books on the table, and Augustus noticed the only vertical wooden framed photo on the table, which was Arcturus with himself, his sister Dorothy and his mother when he was 20 years old photo.

Augustus did not recognize himself in the photo for a moment, because standing between his mother and brother were two very similar little girls with silver twin ponytails and long white dresses.

Augustus thought that one day he must destroy this picture.
The tiled floor on the ground was covered with a layer of carpet, on which was embroidered with gold thread the star map of the Tyranid Federation's territory in the Koprulu Star Region.

Next to the desk are two wine cabinets with genetic locks, which are full of wine, whiskey and ale produced by the Federation from the core planet, the Dominion to the peripheral planets, which is obviously due to the consistent preference of the Mengsk family for alcoholic drinks .

The wall opposite the office chair is covered with animal heads and shotguns, and on the other wall is a portrait oil painting of Augustus' mother Catherine Mengsk.

This is a painting of Catherine by a 25th-century artist using the Renaissance art style of the Middle Ages. The artist seems to have referred to the paintings of the Virgin Mary, and portrayed Catherine in a red evening gown as divine and radiant.

"Augustus, my brother. Come here, let me see you." Arcturus turned around when he heard the sound of the door opening, the lines were like a face carefully carved by a Greek sculptor Filled with a heartfelt smile.

Augustus felt that his brother's smile was unadulterated, and though Arcturus himself never admitted it, his father's habits and ways of doing things as a politician continued to influence him.It was always said that a statesman has a thousand different masks, and Arcturus was no different.

So Augustus relaxed his tense shoulders, and walked towards Arcturus with an unguarded look—just like the past in his memory.

"I heard that you defeated a detachment of Kel-Morian assault cavalry on the first day you graduated from boot camp." Arcturus was taller than Augustus, and he was comparable to Augustus who was just in his early years. His shoulders are broader than that of the 28-year-old.Colonel Arcturus is a man as solid as steel with a straight waist. When he calmly looks at other people, he has a sense of oppression without anger.

"Haha, guess what I said to the staff officer who reported this to me? I said that's what the Mengsk family should look like!" Arcturus patted Augustus vigorously shoulders, watching with satisfaction that Augustus stood still like an iron tower in the wind.

"My luck is always very good." Augustus also said with a smile: "The group of Ke Morians just happened to break into our resting place."

"Then I have to admit, your luck is really unbelievable." Arcturus' cold gray eyes were bright, as if they were shining.It had been seven or eight years since he joined the army, and he hadn't been back to Keha to see his family.If there were any, it was just a brief inter-galaxy video call with always very unstable picture signal.

On rare occasions, two-year supply fleets plying between Char, Sigmar, and Tarsonis would deliver letters from home, recent photos of family members, and quarantined photos to soldiers on fringe galaxies. Hometown specialty.Arcturus's father Angus never wrote to him, only Catherine and her siblings always sent things and wrote letters to the eldest son of the family.

When he was young, Augustus regarded his elder brother who was a soldier as an idol of worship, and he respected and loved his brother who was a hero in his heart.

Despite growing more and more rebellious as he grew up, he would still send his brother year after year specials from his hometown, such as cold weapons and Korha IV subcontinents, forged by the Steeling Master Craftsman Guild for the noble and wealthy. Sovereign No. [-] whiskey produced in the central city of Pasha.Augustus always asks about Arcturus' military life in his e-mails, dreaming of exciting adventures and glorious legends.

And Arcturus's most recent impression of his younger brother was Augustus at the age of 14.

At that time, Augustus had the image of a rebellious young man with long hair, a ponytail, and pierced ears and tattoos.

In the end, Angus personally dragged Augustus to the best laser plastic surgery shop in Stilling to repair ear holes and remove tattoos. The most advanced laser plastic surgery technology can perform plastic surgery without trauma and sequelae, so others can’t see it at all. Come out and leave no trace on Augustus' ear.

In the end, only Augustus's hair survived, but he quickly cut it himself, because people always thought he was a girl.

Arcturus is very happy that the current Augustus has lost the impetuosity of his youth and has become calm and self-sustaining. Originally, he was still worried about his younger brother.

"How is mom?" Arcturus pulled up two chairs and sat down with Augustus, chatting with him about the family affairs naturally.

"Mom is fine." Augustus said: "After Dorothy was 16, my mother led the establishment of a dozen charitable foundations and orphanages in Steeling. Very busy, but also very fulfilling.”

"Where is Dorothy? She doesn't write to me anymore." Arcturus nodded, but then said sadly.

"Her schedule at the academy is always very full, and in addition to classes, she also learns etiquette, dance, and court swordsmanship." Augustus said: "Dorothy is a big girl, and she is now as beautiful and charming as her mother. "

"Yes, Dorothy has grown up..." Arcturus said after a pause.

When Arcturus was at school in Keha, Dorothy and Augustus were children playing on his lap.

"Does she have many suitors?"

(End of this chapter)