StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 62 Armored Technicians and Medics

Fort Howe Armory, 7 July.

Augustus's platoon is being refitted with the new CMC-250/EX power armor. This power armor is not a transitional type from CMC200 to 300, but a trial-production armor that can install a jetpack on the back.

After the plan of the "landing operation" was compiled and written into a report by Augustus and submitted to the Northern Theater Command responsible for commanding the operation, the approved documents were quickly issued to the command center of Fort Howe.

The document specifies that Augustus's platoon will be temporarily reorganized and reorganized into a special operations tactical unit capable of special operations missions, during which they will be supplemented with additional auxiliaries and strength.

The preparation time for this plan is twelve days, so Augustus has enough time to reap some benefits for his troops.

The R&D team of the CMC-250/EX power armor originally wanted to create a power armor capable of flying, but it is clear that various efforts in this regard have failed.Even though the jetpack has been able to send the armor and its wearer into the air, the odds of failure are as high as the odds of success.

After the last brave test driver fell to his death, the progress of this project gradually stalled. Later, Proxion Company spent the research and development funds on the firebat armor.

The castrated version of the CMC-250/EX power armor uses a jetpack with less power and is easier to control.But it no longer sends marines into the sky, but merely improves their running speed, jumping ability, and momentary explosiveness.

The main developer of this project is Hiram Fick, the third-row armor technician standing in front of Augustus. Fick is only four feet tall. When standing in front of the marines wearing power armor, Fick Warriors had to keep their heads down very low to speak to them.

"Your feedback on the armor will be sorted out and reported to the group." Fick kept his notebook under his arm. He had a mess of brown hair and a funny mustache.Nevertheless, he was a well-mannered gentleman with a gentle demeanor.

"If it can really fly, that would be great, why don't you consider reducing the weight of the power armor, or directly putting jetpacks on the people wearing combat uniforms?" Raynor waved his fists in the new armor.

"Ah~ this is a very good idea, Mr. Renault, I'm writing it down." Fick nodded and wrote it down seriously.

"Do you have any other good suggestions?" Fick continued to ask.

"I will remember it all."

"I have a question." Harnack was also wearing the latest armor.

"Let's talk." Fick was about to memorize.

"Can I pee now?" Harnack smiled shyly, "I drank too much beer this morning. But I haven't worn the armor, does it...does it leak urine?"

This time, even Augustus laughed.Harnack has always been able to do some ironic things.

Fick's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, but he was obviously thinking about this problem seriously: "You don't have to worry about this at all, the seams of the CMC-250/EX power armor plates are well sealed, isn't it? Leaked."

"Okay, that's the end of the joke." Augustus looked at the time on the HUD display of the helmet: "Soldiers, let's continue training. It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's 05:30. It's time to call it a day."

"When you are fully familiar with this armor, we still need to conduct airborne training."

Under the gaze of Augustus, several squads of the third platoon began to file out of the armory.

"Boss, Harnack is not kidding," Josephine said as they passed Augustus.

"Shut up, of course I know." Augustus glared at him: "Look at him."

"Yes, sir." Josephine gave a crooked military salute.

Just as Augustus was about to walk out of the armory, Warfield opened up his personal terminal: "Go to the prison cell of the fortress and bring out a soldier named Lisa Keshidi. From now on, she will be Your platoon of medical soldiers."

At this moment, Augustus yelled at Raynor who was about to walk out of the armory: "Jim, you are in charge of their training first, is it okay? Be careful of Tychus' thorn."

"Just look at it." Renault seemed full of enthusiasm.

Augustus nodded and walked out of the arsenal, found the fox hunting command vehicle assigned to him, and said while driving: "The Ministry of Military Affairs can't find anyone else?"

"What did she do? I don't want to bring a criminal back."

"Stimulant addiction," said Warfield. "Lisa Kashidi was a [-]rd class sergeant major, but her dependence on stimulants ruined her. Lisa had three infractions for adrenaline abuse, and the Marine Corps Her medic thinks she may also be addicted to crabs—a nasty drug."

"Aside from that, Lisa is indeed an excellent medic. She has saved dozens of lives and sent many more from the battlefield."

"What a mess," said Augustus. "Warfield, you know my attitude toward drugs, which must be banned and cut out of the human race forever."

"In the Tyranid Federation, drugs are also illegal." Warfield said: "But there are many extralegal places in the Koprulu sector that are not under the jurisdiction of the government. In war-torn places, people always have a way to get what they want. What you want, the gray industrial chain prospers because of the war."

"Is there really no one who can replace her?" asked Augustus.

"If there are enough people, I don't need to find her." Warfield replied.

"Okay then," Augustus said, "but I have to detox her."

Augustus' car stopped at the door of the prison cell of the fortress, and two gendarmes in black uniforms were waiting for him.

"Sergeant Mengsk, we have brought Sergeant Keshidi to the closed parlor No. [-]." A military policeman said, "Come with us."

"Thank you for your hard work," Augustus said.

Augustus walked down a narrow, dark corridor and climbed up a spiral staircase to the second level of the cell.Finally, in a fully enclosed room monitored by surveillance cameras in real time, Lisa Keshidi was sitting in a chair, chained to the back of the chair, and she was already in the cell. three weeks.

Lisa Keshidi's long hair scattered on the back of the chair is ginger yellow with satin-like light, her facial features are quite feminine and charming, and a pair of light blue eyes are looking at Augustus, with deer in them. Same frailty.

"Huh? Commander, are you here to kill me?" Lisa stretched out her unlocked hand, and pulled down the baggy neckline of the prison uniform, revealing a shallow slit.

"Quite the contrary," replied Augustus.

"Sergeant, she's been in the cell for so long that she's suffering from persecution paranoia," said the military policeman next to Augustus.

"Is there any formalities to go through?" Augustus looked at the gendarme.

"I'm taking her away."

　All the demons in the kingdom of heaven——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)