StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 68 Lisa Keshidi

At three o'clock in the morning, the town of Howe was silent. The streets paved with bluestone and broken bricks were littered with bottles and cans of rubbish, sex industry advertisements dancing with the wind, and magazines with naked bodies. The two moons in the sky were small The town's shale roofs were covered with quicksilver.

Augustus had no time to put on his shirt, and only had a coat on his upper body.He walked through the silent street, turned several corners in a row, went around in the depths of the town, and found the art gallery that Josephine mentioned at a hard-to-find corner.

In the eyes of Augustus, this art gallery is really decent. On the walls of the maze-like winding corridors, there are landscape oil paintings and abstract art paintings in golden frames. There are glass cabinets and high stools with last-century-style gramophones and handicrafts carved from exotic products.

Looking at the several paintings at the entrance of the art gallery, Augustus did not enter the maze-like interior of the gallery, but looked up at several well-hidden surveillance cameras.Augustus knew he didn't have to venture into it, someone would be coming for him soon.

After Augustus raised his hand for the second time to look at his watch, a woman with a short black ponytail stepped out in high-top high heels.

It can be seen that this woman is not a local, she has wheat-colored skin and sexy plump lips, she wears a brown waistcoat with an exposed waist, her breasts are high, and her round thighs are wrapped in tight leather pants.There was a musky smell on the woman's body, but it was not pleasant.

"This is the Chelsea Gallery, do you... want to visit or do you need some Serpents from the Garden of Eden?" The woman spoke black words that Augustus couldn't understand.

"I don't want anything, ma'am." Augustus took out an ID information card of Fort Howe from his pocket and a certificate with a gold-plated eagle logo on the leather cover: "I am Sergeant Mengsk, and I Make sure my men are inside."

"Find her out and bring her to me. The Marine Corps has reason to suspect that you're running an illegal business. Don't give me an excuse to uproot this place. You can question my identity and choose to ignore it, but no one will take yourself business venture."

Augustus pulled out his personal terminal, a three-foot-wide terminal that projected a holographic portrait of Lisa Keshidi.It was an old photograph of a student Lisa in a pastel dress and a lace sun hat.

The woman in leather pants didn't say much, but left with a blank expression.While waiting, Augustus adjusted his coat.He stood erect, his cold gray eyes staring at the end of the corridor.

In less than half a minute, Lisa Keshidi came out through the hallway, still mumbling something in her mouth: "Damn, damn, damn."

At this time, Lisa was a little impatient, and her pace was getting faster.Although it was just a disguise, when she saw Augustus, she would always have a sweet smile on his face, acting gentle and docile, not at all like someone who would smack other people's faces into pieces and use a scalpel A medic who cuts off the enemy's hands.

Lisa put her head down and tried to walk quickly past Augustus, but Augustus pulled her back by the hood.Lisa Keshidi was not a tall woman, she was half a head shorter than Augustus.

"Good evening, sir." Lisa looked up at Augustus and smiled brightly: "Did the tattoo go well, did they hurt you?"

"It couldn't be any smoother. You wish I could die there." Augustus reached under Lisa's hood, pulled her by the nape of her neck, and carried her out of the gallery.

"I know that there is a small metal box with drugs hidden in your underwear." He looked at Lisa and said, "You think I won't take off your clothes and search them. This is your confidence. But I'll have the military doctor test the drug dose in your system. The worst result is another prison cell, you've already done bad things, so you don't care."

"Don't try to get away with it. I can't watch you degenerate, become a slave to desire, and become a pool of mud. It's just because you are a medical soldier in this platoon and a soldier under me."

"You are very responsible." Lisa bit her lip: "You are very kind and full of sense of justice."

"Keep talking." Augustus looked at her: "Is this your new trick? You think that if you praise me a few times, I will soften my heart."

"Last time you said that your father was going to die, and you wanted me to allow you to transfer a sum of money home. But, Anthony Kexidi is not only alive and well, but also receiving two retirement wages and military family allowances at the same time He also told me he could kill a bull with one punch and was at a ballgame last week."

Lisa curled her lips and said nothing.

"Go ahead." Augustus said with a firm expression, "It's no use pretending to be pitiful, begging, or acting like a baby."

So Lisa stopped talking, put her hands in her pockets, and walked obediently along the street towards the tattoo shop.

Augustus drove Lisa back to the tattoo shop like a prisoner, but when he walked in, there were a group of naked men with tattoos on their shoulders and chests moving stools and sitting at the door.

They don't know that Lisa has a history of drug use and addiction and only thinks about gossip.

"Augustus, let's bet what time you will come back tonight." Reynolds was already awake, with a demon of heaven tattooed on his right arm, and he was waving the flag of demon of heaven in his hand.

"You've lost everything." Augustus took off his coat and put on his shirt without hesitation after entering the tattoo shop, while Lisa squatted in the corner, away from everyone, and buried her head in her knees .

"Not going well?" Among these people, only Rundstein was wearing a coat and was always meticulously groomed.

"Details."

"That's not the case." A black line appeared on Augustus' forehead.

"One in four girls in Stilling would die for you, and all you care about are mechs and motorcycles. The Mengsks probably wouldn't approve of the marriage, your mother isn't a traditionalist A backward woman, but your father will definitely intervene in your marriage, of course, if you just want to have fun, then ignore me." Josephine pushed his non-existent glasses, her eyes sparkled.

"I understand!"

"What?" Augustus patted his coat, smoothing out the wrinkles.

"I watched Kashidi go out, and she was very flustered at that time." Josephine was still analyzing: "And after the boss found out that she was gone, he was very nervous. Why is that?"

"Why?" Amy Brandon asked cooperatively.

"Based on my many years of experience in picking up girls, it means that the boss' courtship has failed." Josephine said confidently.

"How did you come to this conclusion? I remember you took an F in logic," Augustus said.

"Well, I like that course very much, and my dream is to be a detective." Josephine said.

"No wonder it didn't work out," said Augustus.

"Boys, it's time for us to go back to the fortress." Warfield walked over and clapped his hands: "We still have a battle to fight next month."

"Put on your clothes. It's cold outside. Be careful of catching a cold. I won't stand by your bed and beg you to drink medicine like your mother." Augustus walked towards Lisa Keshidi who was squatting in the corner while talking. .

When Lisa looked up, Augustus was surprised to see that her cheeks were flushed, her pale blue eyes were wide open, and the pupils were out of focus.She smiled unnaturally, ecstatic at the fantasy and the pleasure.

Warfield's office, Fort Howe, near noon.

"While Lisa Keshidi was in the cell, someone must have been secretly supplying her with drugs, or making it easier for someone else to get them in." Augustus was sitting in Warfield's chair, Taking his desk to copy documents, while the other party is picking up coffee under an automatic integrated sonic coffee machine.

"Otherwise, in her current state, she can't do without adrenaline-like drugs for a day."

"While Vanderspoop was running the fort, many of his men used their position to sell drugs," Warfield said.

"It's no secret, they all know what makes the most money. Most of the drugs come from the Port of the Dead, that emerging colony is becoming the backyard of big drug lords, and their customers come from the entire Tyrannian Federation. Sometimes they Will also do business with the interstellar pirates of the Kel-Morian Federation."

"What are you going to do?" He took a sip of scalding, bitter coffee, made from beans grown on the agricultural planet of Agria, which provided plenty of caffeine.

"Send her to another cell or soldiers' detention center, or let her pack up and go to a labor camp." Augustus signed the report.

"The labor camp has death indicators, and if you go in now, you will be resocialized soldiers when you come out." Warfield shook his head and said.

"." Hearing this, Augustus looked at the document and picked up another manuscript paper.

"You changed your mind," Warfield asked.

"I just thought that Lisa might still be saved." Augustus said, "I haven't tried it yet, how do I know she won't quit. If it doesn't work, then I will try my best."

"Medicine doesn't do much for her," Warfield said. "The best thing for her is natural withdrawal assisted psychotherapy, but it may take months or even longer. During this process, she It will also be very painful.”

"So, I want to apply for a double officer's quarters." Augustus picked up the pen and continued to write: "I want Lisa to stay under my nose all the time."

"Do you think I will approve this ridiculous application?" Warfield's hand holding the coffee cup trembled.

"But it's not you who I approved." Augustus said.

"Lisa is also a demon from heaven. I don't want to give up on her. My army really needs an experienced medical soldier. No one can stop me. I want to save someone's soul."

A week later, August [-]th.

The single-family officer’s dormitory was far away from the soldiers’ barracks. Augustus got up at five o’clock every day and rushed to the third row of the dormitory before 05:30. Rain or shine, he was never late.But today, Augustus asked for leave.

Lisa Keshidi was being tied to the bed by Augustus, her hands and feet were bound tightly, and she was crying.

"Please, please," she cried.

"What?" Augustus moved a stool and sat beside him, holding a hardcover paper book in his hand: "I'm listening."

For some time Augustus and Lisa have lived in the same apartment, which has two separate bedrooms, a small living room and a separate bathroom.

At the beginning, Lei Nuo and others were reluctant to part with Augustus and were puzzled by his departure. Augustus told them the reason clearly and told them that he would go back in two or three months at most.

Josephine, Tychus, and Harnack prepared a lot of condoms and sex products for their boss, and Augustus was very moved to let them go.

As for Lisa, she felt extremely astonished at the first moment, and was angry at Augustus's overly straightforward sexual harassment.But Lisa quickly gives in because Augustus really wants to send her to a labor camp to mine the mines.

"Give me Turk, morphine, I am willing to do everything for you." Lisa's eyes were red and swollen, and her plump lips were still twitching: "I am in so much pain."

In the eyes of Augustus, Lisa's body was convulsing constantly, and goosebumps appeared on her exposed skin. She was struggling to break free from the restraints that bound her, and scratched herself with her nails. or other people's faces.

Lisa wailed, crying heart-rendingly, but Augustus remained silent until she calmed down.

"When you don't have them, the pain is multiplied," Augustus said. "You get more and more addicted, so you have to get more. The pain gradually breaks your will and makes you want more." A stone to pray."

"I understand, I can't take it, I regret my weakness," Lisa said. "I feel better now, put me down."

"No, I don't know if you are lying." Augustus shook his head: "You will admit your mistakes every time, but you never reflect on it."

"You must sleep."

"But I have to listen to stories to fall asleep." Lisa lay on her lap, staring at the white ceiling.

"Still a child?" Augustus put the book aside and picked up another book, which was a Bible.

In the era when the ancestors of Koplu humans were still living on the earth, it was forbidden to believe in religion on the earth, all beliefs were banned, and only one language remained in the whole world.Therefore, the ancestors of the Tyrannian humans could only recall religious scriptures through word of mouth, and much knowledge and culture were lost forever.

"I saw, I heard, the voices of many angels, there are thousands of thousands of them. The angels said loudly, the lamb to be slaughtered is worthy of power, wisdom, power, honor, glory and praise"

"Hey, that's enough, I've heard enough, let's change to a fairy tale." Lisa pleaded softly, "Don't want the story of the old monk and the young monk."

"Why don't I just give you sleeping pills?" Augustus put down the book and picked up another one.

"It was getting darker, and in the cold night, a little girl was walking down the street, barefoot, and in her old apron, there was a pile of matches."

　Thanks for the rewards of stewed dragon with lotus root, Taishang Shengming Lingming, Agent Rongrong, commandllche, thanks for the rewards of Mingmu, Qi Xingping, and the gray-horned stupid snake.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)