StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 46 Tychus Finley

Dispatch Hall, Fort Howe, morning of July 7.

It was a good day for Private Tychus Finley, because it was his first day escaping from the hell on earth at the R-156 federal penitentiary.

Tychus was a veteran, a former staff sergeant who was only a few Kel-Morian heads away from being promoted to sergeant.But for trying to steal a sum of battlefield seized supplies, Tychus was not only beaten to the end, but also jailed.

According to Article 14, Chapter 76, Part 2 of the Federal Uniform Military Code, Tychus should have been executed immediately, but perhaps the Marine Corps chiefs believed that a dead Marine was no more important than becoming a criminal. For what it's worth, he finally survived.

During the three-month forced labor camp, Tychus had to work sixteen hours a day in a federal mine, using the most primitive and dangerous methods of explosives, carts and hoes, without any protection. Mining ore.Having said that, he survived and was allowed to rejoin the Marine Corps as a private.

A transfer order transferred Tychus and other soldiers who rejoined the team for various reasons from the planet Reading III where he was originally located to Turasis II, and joined the Federal Marine Corps on the planet. Fort Howe of the garrison.

Because it is far away from the equator and located in a cold zone, the soldiers on duty outside the dispatch hall of Fort Howe are all wearing gray thick wool coats, leather ear protection caps and long leather boots.The people stationed here are all genuine marines, and there is no need to wear fancy power armor or drive a retired Goliath mecha every day to fool those bare-ass boys who shine when they see the mecha. join the army.

Tychus tightened his thin shirt and stepped into the shadowy dispatch hall.The temperature in the hall was finally higher, but it still froze enough for Tychus, who had adapted to the dry and hot climate of Reading III, and the "cute" layer of fat on his stomach could not bring any warmth.

After being imprisoned, all of Tychus's personal belongings and equipment were confiscated, and now he is wearing only a shirt, a thin black nylon jacket, and the only possessions are a few pairs of underwear in a handbag and a sonic razor.

Now Tychus had to make his way through the line of thirty or forty people ahead to the counter in front of them and report to the uniformed sergeant.Only then would he receive a chunky new suit and equipment to report to his new chief.

Tychus walked straight past the long queue, ignoring the surprised eyes of the people next to him, first pushed his belly against the edge of the mahogany table at the counter, and then deftly used his fat buttocks The soldier who was talking to the dispatch sergeant pushed back.

He put his elbows on the smooth surface of the counter and took out an ID card with identification function from his trouser pocket.

"Sergeant, old Tychus still has some important things to do. I think you can open the door as much as possible." Tychus pushed his ID card in front of the sergeant, and at the same time handed out an ID card calmly. Root color may not be that good of a cigar.

The soldier who had been pushed away was only too angry to speak out, and Tychus was six and a half feet tall, a giant in comparison to his slender frame.In contrast, he was also frighteningly large, with a thick layer of fat covering his strong muscles, and he walked like a clumsy but deliberate grizzly bear.

Tychus's dun hair was cropped, and his chiseled features were lined with deep wrinkles that widened when his bushy eyebrows were furrowed or angry. It looked fierce and terrifying.

"Private, jumping in line is not something a good-natured federal citizen should do. As a good federal marine, you should abide by Article 43 of the Marine Corps Regulations." The non-commissioned officer was a brown A brown-eyed young man with a long dark scar on the back of his neck, more precisely below his left ear.

"What's going on? You're not my mother." Tychus didn't know that this meant that the other party was a resocialized soldier, and he knew very little about these remodeled soldiers: "Instead of Instead of wasting time on twittering, you might as well quickly put away this little pink card and put it where it should be."

Seeing that the non-commissioned officer didn't accept his cigar, Tychus thought that the other party looked down on the inferior brand he got in prison, but in this case, he saved himself from paying for an extra cigarette.

"Yes, you're right." To Tychus' surprise, the sergeant actually admitted his bullshit and outrageous logic: "I really shouldn't keep those who are still in line waiting too long." , Moreover, I am not your mother, and I have no educational responsibility for you."

Although the sergeant's voice was calm and serious when he spoke the second half of the sentence, it still made Tychus feel that the other party was insulting him.But not wanting to go to prison again, Tychus had to swallow the breath temporarily.He decided to memorize the face of the non-commissioned officer first, and then find an opportunity to show him a good look when he went to the public bath to take a bath.

"Private Tychus Finley, according to the transfer order, go to the third platoon of the garrison company. Your squad leader is... well, Sergeant Augustus Mengsk." The non-commissioned officer said while typing on the keyboard.

"Sounds like a good name, but I hope it's not a dumbass." Tychus said with a grin. Where's the fur coat that's freezing to death now?"

"." The sergeant frowned, as if he was troubled by the problem beyond the fixed process. After scanning the computer screen, his brows stretched: "You are right, you really deserve a set of applicable procedures. I sincerely apologize to you for my mistake."

"." Tychus had nothing to say for a while, he had never seen a non-commissioned officer who sincerely apologized to the privates, and in the local Marine Corps where bureaucracy and corporal punishment of officers prevailed in Reading III, This usually indicates that the other party is going to give you small shoes to wear.

Are the people of Turasis so polite?Doesn't it look like old Tychus is very uneducated.

"Go to supply depot No. 7, give it to the person on duty there, give this to him, and he will give you what you need." When the sergeant returned Tychus' ID card to him, He was handed an extra chip.

"That doesn't sound bad." Tychus took the ID card and the chip, turned and left, boarded the bus heading for the depths of Fort Howe at the gate, and finally stopped in front of a flat single-story building.

Supply Station No. 7 has a silver-gray metal shell. There are two huge turbofans on the gleaming metal walls, and a metal pipe that goes straight to the ground hums.

The gate of the supply depot was unguarded, and Tychus swaggered in, thinking that he might find an opportunity to "benevolently embezzle" the supplies here, so as to relieve the poor who had no clothes or naked clothes. girls.

The supply depot is very spacious. It is a huge warehouse consisting of rows of shelves several people high. The shelves are full of various cardboard boxes and lockboxes.About seven or eight young soldiers in brown military uniforms were unloading in twos and threes, counting the goods, and climbing ladders to load or unload the goods from the shelves.

Sitting at the only counter was a soldier who was full of energy but looked a little sad at times. He had short black hair and neatly trimmed uniform. The name on his ID card was James Reynolds.

"Good morning, what can I do for you?" Acting Logistics Sergeant Raynor said.

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