Harmonic Battleship Hyperion

The yawning Renault obviously didn't get enough sleep, but rather than lying down in the captain's cabin, he preferred to have a drink in the relatively quiet bar at this time.

Unfortunately, Swan didn't think so.

"Mr. Cowboy, I happen to have something I want to show you. Let's go to the lower level of the armory."

"Huh? Now?"

Renault smiled reluctantly, "Wait for two hours, Swan, my brain has been refusing to execute accurate orders, didn't you see that these two feet are not working well?"

"In my opinion, it's just the footsteps caused by hangover. It's okay to walk a few more steps... Ah, just right, we don't need to take the elevator."

Seeing Swan's resolute attitude, Renault could only shrug his shoulders in agreement.

In fact, his state at this time is really not because he drank too much wine last night, but because of Ulandal.

Every new Valkyrie must have a proper understanding of the current situation in the Koprulu sector... This is a rule that Teresa has set long ago. Although someone like Rita who is equal to her does not need to strictly enforce it, but This is not a bad thing by any means.

Before deciding to help Lin Yuan fight against Amon, one must know why, right?

Urandale was no exception. After she moved her hands and feet casually and spent an afternoon on the Hyperion, she entered the next "stage" of the newcomer's report: understanding the Koprulu sector current situation.

It's just that because Kiana and Yaeka failed the impromptu surprise test, Himeko had to sacrifice the rest time to give them tutoring, and Mei's help in the kitchen was very important and she couldn't spare her time, so Renault, who had nothing to do, volunteered to take over the task.

What?You ask Lin Yuan?

I'm sorry, but this guy dragged Fu Hua to a place where no one was there after the Valkyrie classes were over, had a blast, took off her clothes, put her on the bed, and carefully looked at everything about her. An inch of skin...

Please don't get me wrong, this is not the kind of thing you are thinking about now...Although Lin Yuan has already developed a little mentality that is about to move...

Fu Hua was dragged to the special treatment room by Lin Yuan, and then changed into an observation suit that assists in detecting physiological data, and underwent a comprehensive examination... Ever since she left Baisher, she has been subjected to such "treatment" every few days "No matter how much you protest, you can't help it.

By the way, the first half of the sentence is not a joke. Now Lin Yuan is very fascinated by the fairy girl's soft lips and slender body. Once he finds an opportunity, he will... In short, even Fu Hua himself feels that he is about to fall completely.

Whoa, whoa, far away...

Lei Nuo originally thought that a proud girl like Youlandelle would be able to sort out the current situation in a few minutes, but in fact it was just the opposite.

There shouldn't be only two warships under the commander-in-chief of the empire, Uncle Renault?

Since the Zerg has the strongest war potential and the Queen of Blades can guarantee control, why not use all the resources to strengthen them to fight against Amon?

Why didn't the Golden Fleet controlled by Amon come to attack the Hyperion and the Spear of Adun, and only focus on invading those colonial planets?

As the saying goes, until the end comes naturally, and Youlandelle's thinking mode that does not intend to turn a corner at all makes her full of doubts about the current war, and thus asks a question that makes Renault stare blankly.

"Aside from other things, I also think that your status as the commander-in-chief of the empire is really a bit of a drop in price, Mr. Cowboy."

"That's because I'm too lazy to take care of things!"

"Ah...that is to say, you admit that you are being lazy?"

"How can this be called laziness? I just assign the right tasks and troops to the right people to manage."

"Yes, yes, Valerian really should give you a few bangs."

Casually teasing the head of the Tyrannian Empire, Swann and Raynor walked down the stairs one after another to the lower level of the armory.

This place is as messy as before, piled up with things collected by the rangers from various places, compared with the previous Odin parts, movable bars and armed robots, a place is specially designated as the "habitat" of the mechanical zerg ", and Gary, who served as the lower-level administrator of the armory.

The Homo 7274 that Bronya no longer uses has become Gary’s new body active on the Hyperion. Of course, it can also be separated at any time and run to the laboratory in the form of a spherical robot to find Stetman .

"The little guy doesn't seem to be around, Swann."

"That's the best way, Stetman the Province keeps asking me if he's eating well and sleeping well. . . . God, that's a robot!"

Taking Renault all the way to Odin's cockpit, Swan laughed twice, and stretched out his hand to pull the joystick next to him.

The cockpit suddenly made an extremely heavy roar, as if a space racing boat with excellent performance was ready and could rush out of the laser starting line at any time.

Renault was stunned for two seconds without knowing why, and then he suddenly realized: Odin has been abandoned in the lower layer of the armory and used as a simulation training cabin, isn't it because the structure near the energy core was blown up by Kerrigan, so it can no longer be used? Well?

"Swann, don't tell me it's just a matter of reassembling now..."

"Ha! Mr. Cowboy, I'm about to tell you this!"

Satisfied, Swan shook the hydraulic pliers that acted as palms, "I have repaired the internal structure, plus the new control program rewritten by Bang Ya, now as long as we put all the parts together like building blocks, it will be We can see this war machine come back out of the rivers and lakes!"

Hearing this, Renault couldn't help shaking his fist excitedly.

Odin's fighting power is unquestionable. Tychus, who snatched this thing back then, directly pushed several military bases of the empire. The ferocious T800 Terminator artillery can make everything within a hundred meters enjoy the warmth of heaven, and the back The barrage bombardment array can also be called a battleship-level weapon, which is even worse than the pirate capital ship that Lin Yuan snatched from Keha.

Even with relatively weak anti-air firepower, the scene of dozens of missile salvos is enough to make any pilot terrified, and even a squadron of fighter planes cannot last long in front of Odin.

As for the protection power... Thinking that a normal model of Thor can withstand the attack of the Red Kite Immortal, Odin's safety is naturally beyond doubt.

The tempered glass melted and cast in the diamond crystal molecular structure mode is not what was used on the earth hundreds of years ago. This thing can easily withstand the high temperature and pressure that breaks through the atmosphere, unless it is an ultra-low temperature atmospheric storm like Kayadir. And Odin's armor material originally came from battlecruisers, as long as it is not hit by an attack such as phase fragmentation cannon, which is almost ineffective in physical defense, it will be fine.

"Swan, you know, I can't wait to kiss you right now!"

"Stop coming, I'd rather let the protoss come."

Renault didn't care about Swan's eyes full of disgust, he just looked excitedly at the Odin cockpit where the movement gradually weakened.

In fact, to be honest, when he raided the UNN broadcast control tower on Korha to expose Arcturus' crimes, if it wasn't for the inconvenience of the Hyperion to break through the Imperial fleet and the orbital defense system, he really didn't want to use Odin The powerful big guy stays.

So, of course, was Tychus.

After all, with this gadget, the frontal attack firepower that the Rangers lack most is made up for, and there is no need to let Blazer's tough men serve as "meat shields".

But soon, Renault thought of a very important question.

"Wait, do we have a suitable driver now?"

"Good question, Mr. Cowboy."

Speaking of this, Swan immediately shrugged helplessly, "You should also know that not everyone is as crazy as Tychus."

Because it is an experimental model, Odin's driving difficulty is much more difficult than that of ordinary Thor. As for Tychus... As Swann said, he can be a pilot not because of his excellent skills, but because of his It's too gutsy.

For example, Odin's barrage bombardment array, any normal person would not actively touch a red button marked with a danger warning in the closed cockpit, Tychus dared to...

"Actually, Xiao Bangya is the best candidate in all aspects, but she can already play Xel Naga's stuff now."

"What about the other Valkyries?"

"Are you serious, Mr. Cowboy?"

Swan was taken aback for a moment, except for Bronya, he really didn't take the Valkyrie into consideration before.

The reason is very simple. They all have good combat effectiveness, and they don't need to use any vehicles at all... Although protective clothing or CMC power armor must be used in the space battlefield, Odin generally can't play in that situation. .

"That brat should have counted his Valkyries, Swan, who can use our weapons."

"Well... the little princess, that beautiful Teacher Jizi, and Miss Witch should be fine."

"It's the witch, Swann."

"The meaning is similar. If it weren't for the witch, how could it be so delicate? She must have used some kind of spell."

In terms of aesthetics, Swann and Odim and others are completely consistent. They all believe that plump lips, big breasts and big butt are the standard of beauty, so Himeko of mixed race is fine. For a classical girl like Yae Sakura, she can only use Exquisite to describe.

"Nana is not suitable. She is too lively and has the ability to control space. The armor that Karax made for her is enough."

Renault didn't think for too long before coming to a conclusion, "No need for Yae, she also has a big fox, then I'll go to Jizi to discuss it later... Swan, you need to keep your mouth shut on this matter, don't let me That kid Lin Yuan is interested."

"You don't need to say it, Mr. Cowboy... If you let him go on Odin, and don't call En taro Tassadar to crash into the Protoss Notre Dame, there will be ghosts."

……

Artanis on the Spear of Adun was lost in thought as he watched the Colossus of the Purifier sweeping across the zerg lair.

In order to fight against Amon, he has broken too many traditions that the Protoss has continued for thousands of years: abandoning the sacred Kara, joining forces with dangerous Zerg, and forming an alliance with cruel and cunning tribes like Tal'darin, and Now came Aideon again, ready to activate the power that was clearly sealed by the Supreme Council.

Templar's consciousness backup product: a powerful purifier.

Although in order to defeat Amon and save my people, these are all necessary means, but if I can really succeed, where should the protoss go?

"Archbishop, our troops are about to reach the last stasis lock, and when McGallis releases it, we will be able to enter the Cerbros."

"Very well done, Kerax, but before doing so, make sure there is no sign of a sudden attack from the Cerbros."

"All the equipment in the stasis network is in a state of sleep, archbishop, if you are lucky, the Purifiers may not even know that we are here."

"Their attitude is still unclear after all, not every Purifier can be like Phoenix."

Artanis has always had mixed feelings about the powerful Purifier archetypal warrior.

First of all, it is certain that this is not the real Phoenix, but whether it is the way of communication or the way of action, it is exactly the same as the Phoenix of the year. Even if the body of this compressed alloy is changed... After all, he was a dragon knight back then.

But Kerax has also confirmed that there are indeed differences between it and Phoenix.

Instructor Tassadar, if it were you, how would you treat an existence that has inherited the thoughts and memories of a friend but is not essentially the same?

"I understand, Archbishop, but speaking of Phoenix, its prowess in battle is admirable!"

"Even without Kara, I can still feel your feelings now, Kerax...don't worry, you have already made contributions in other fields that are no worse than Phoenix."

"Oh...sorry, Archbishop."

After losing Kara, the protoss had to use communication devices to communicate remotely like humans, but Karax was obviously not a protoss who could hide his emotions tightly.

"After returning from Urna, you seem to often be in a daze in a quiet corner, Artanis."

At this moment, Vorazun's thoughts suddenly echoed, causing Artanis to turn around and look at her.

"...I just need to think about a lot of things."

"But it's not necessarily the things I guessed, because you've already made up your mind about those."

Vorazun's attitude was clear, obviously knowing Artanis well.

"Patriarch, how long have we been working together?"

"You can't use 'long' to describe it, unless you are measuring it in terms of human or zerg life cycle, and more importantly, what you really mean is not the problem."

If the mouth hadn't disappeared in the long evolutionary history of the protoss, then Artanis's current expression is probably the most standard helpless wry smile.

"You are always so sharp and decisive, Patriarch."

"Don't forget, Artanis, that Mohandar died in my indecision, a lesson I will never forget."

Artanis wanted to persuade a few words, but considering that the same behavior before had no effect, he didn't continue.

The former dark patriarch Mohandar was a typical "dove" in Nerazim. He had a very good relationship with the Al faction headed by Artanis, so he was hostile by conservatives... At that time, Vorazun The death of the mother is also very repulsive to the Aiur faction brought by Zeratul.

Ultimately, this hostility led to a rebellion, and the death of Mohandar, all before Vorazun's eyes.

"I'm thinking about the prophecy left by the ancient Xel'Naga."