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Thor II, Tyrannian Federation Controlled Area, Temporary Base "The Horn"

The camp consisting of mobile barracks and field starports that can also maneuver, countless marines wearing CMC power armor painted by the Tyrannian Federation Army, and a large number of vehicles including bone-cutting tanks and vulture hovering motorcycles, like It's like the worker ants in the ant nest are busy.

CMC-300 power armor and C-14 rifles in the armory, specially adjusted for Thor II's planetary environment, were distributed to each marine.

The Firebats also uniformly changed the coolant in the CMC-660 heavy combat suits. Generally speaking, logistics officers seldom change the coolant of these big guys who like to set fire.

According to the maintenance manual, a CMC-660 heavy-duty combat suit and its "sinking" double-tube plasma flamethrower need to be used for more than [-] hours before the coolant needs to be replaced.

But few firebats make it to that point.

The medical soldiers uniformly replaced their arm-mounted shields. Although according to the ancient tradition, these ladies who wore conspicuous white power armor and painted conspicuous red cross marks on their shields belonged to non-combatants. should be targeted for attack.

But bullets and shells have no eyes on the battlefield, and tactical nukes and saturation bombardments don't tell which targets are Marines coming out of their cells and which are these venerable ladies.

Even the hammer siege tanks that had just been shipped from Tanzania were filled with fuel that added high-energy gas as a combustion accelerant after replacement of vulnerable parts and tracks by the technical sergeants of the maintenance company.

"Everyone, check your gear one last time! Your mom won't send you things you forgot after airborne."

Mengsk, who has been officially promoted to a major battalion commander, is carrying his C-14 rifle and patrolling among the soldiers of the first battalion with a cigar in his mouth. From time to time, he helps a recruit adjust his equipment so that those bits and pieces will not be dropped in the air. Lost in the middle of the war, or after an innocuous banter with returning veterans, share some front-line hard currency like chocolates and cigars.

After the end of Operation Bastion launched by the Morian Consortium, the 33rd Mixed Brigade withdrawn from the front line was replenished with veterans who had recovered from the SCP Foundation's field hospital and recruits from the resocialization and rehabilitation center. After compiling.

Just received an order from the top command of the Tyrann Federation Army on Thor II, the entire 33rd mixed brigade will be divided into several battle groups, and will be air-dropped to the rear of the Morian complex to occupy or completely destroy a newly discovered The logistics center of the Morian complex.

If neither of these two goals can be achieved, then it is an acceptable result to cover the [Vicious Dog] company directly under the supreme command and sneak into this logistics center.

The command of the Tyrann Federation Army believes that once this logistics center is destroyed or occupied, the Morian Federation will lose at least [-]% of their armament reserves on Thor II, and they will also be in this logistics center. Get everything they want.

The Morian Consortium is also well aware of the importance of this important logistics center. An elite mechanized synthetic regiment was ordered to garrison this logistics center. Countless patrols and detectors probed every inch of the surrounding land day and night.

Making it almost impossible to destroy this logistics base with a Ghost agent guiding a tactical nuclear bomb, and since the Tyrannian Federation Army has always been at a disadvantage on the battlefield, the Morian Combine can always recover their lost vehicles.

This made the top management of the Federation very interested in the reinforced bone-cutting siege tanks used by the independent heavy armored battalions of the Morian Union, especially after the newly developed hammer siege tanks of the Federation were also defeated.

The top leaders of the Federation offered a very attractive reward for the warrior who could provide a complete bone-cutting siege tank, but for some reason, the Federation's field commanders on various planets kept this reward a secret.

For this reason, the No.30 Tri-Mixed Brigade, which had just completed its rest, was dispatched to carry out the operation code-named [Break into the Dragon's Nest].

In addition to the No.30 Third Mixed Brigade that is about to enter "hell", some people are also preparing to evacuate from this temporary camp.

The No. [-] Temporary Hospital of the SCP Foundation, after completing the transformation of the last Tyrannian Federation wounded, also began to pack up equipment and prepare to evacuate from Thor II.

In the "accident" that happened in the transformation room last time, after the SCP Foundation sent two mysterious suitcases to the command headquarters of the Tyrannian Federation Army, a stinky officer recovered the bags on the operating table. After the body, no one mentioned it again.

After the ghost agent recovered from his injuries under the care of the mad doctor, he also disguised himself as a cleaner, waiting for his fate very naturally. Dedicate your all to mastering psionic techniques.

The mentality of this ghost agent also aroused the curiosity of the mad doctors. You must know that when the ghost agent first woke up, outside his ward, all the special agents in the temporary hospital No. [-] of the SCP Foundation gathered. player.

Although the ghost agent claimed that he "felt the call of fate", the lunatic doctors all agreed that it was the brainwashing operation of the Tyranid Federation that conflicted with the thinking stamp of the Holy Roman Empire, coupled with the long-term accumulation during the mission. Negative emotions made the ghost agent hallucinate.

For the right to name this newly discovered neurological disease, the mad doctors who couldn't stop arguing finally held an unrestricted and indiscriminate fight in the maintenance workshop of the No. [-] temporary hospital of the SCP Foundation.

In the end, the last mad doctor standing in the maintenance workshop named this nervous system disease "Psionic Nervous Stress Syndrome", and received unanimous negative comments from other mad doctors lying on the ground in need of first aid.

After knowing what the mad doctors did, the ghost agent just shrugged, and then went to the cleaning room and fired the sweeper to clean the maintenance workshop full of coolant and blood.

When the last medical transport plane full of marines in the "Horn" camp took off on the star port, it merged into the fleet and flew into the distance.

Those mobile barracks and starports also started their huge engines, and they rose from the ground and left the open space where only all kinds of garbage remained.

The ghost agent stood straight like a pine tree, saluted the flight crew with a serious expression, then turned and walked into the No. [-] temporary hospital of the SCP Foundation, which was closing the hatch and preparing to leave Thor II. Did not look back.

Half a month later, the headquarters of the Academy of Social Sciences on the star ring received a special package from the Koprulu sector, a ghost agent from the Tyranid Federation.

The lunatic doctors, who had long been unwilling to conduct research on those body tissue samples, immediately began to work frantically. For a while, even the Academy of Physical Sciences and the Academy of Engineering, which were big processor consumers, jointly sent a protest to the Academy of Social Sciences.

A plentiful supply of processors in the Faculty of Physical Sciences and Faculty of Engineering began to strain as consumption of processors and cooling systems in the Faculty of Social Sciences surged.

However, the Academy of Social Sciences, which rarely seized a big project, completely ignored these protests. Instead, it went directly to the processor production plant in shifts, and immediately moved the processors to the shuttle machine to be taken away as soon as the processors came off the assembly line.

The behavior of the Academy of Social Sciences directly angered the neurotics and technical boys who could not happily overload the processor because of the insufficient supply of processors, so a war aimed at competing for the supply of processors was held between the three academies of the Holy Roman Empire It started.

Cat Che who is far away in the Koprulu star area is not known yet, because he is not in the mainland of the empire, which puts the Academy of Engineering at a disadvantage in this battle for processors.

The current cat cart is at the highest point of the Third New Rome, in the office that belongs to him, to meet Umoyan's ambassador - Bardes.

After poking around Hyperion III for a while under the guise of doom, Bards believes that the SCP Foundation is an interstellar humanitarian agency, as it claims to be.

Although they did not do very well in some places, such as the housing and agricultural machinery produced in a rush to accommodate more refugees, there are serious defects in quality.

Often cause irreparable harm to residents and users, but they have also established free clinics called SCP-500 in each settlement to deal with these accidents.

No matter how serious the accidental injury is, you can get free treatment in this clinic.

And the SCP Foundation spared no effort to provide these poor people with free prosthetic limbs. These prosthetic limbs are not like those stupid, black and thick things that are common in the Koprulu sector.

Rather, they are not only exquisite works of art, but also excellent engineering creations that can enhance the user's functions.

Even some young people with able-bodied hands and feet in the living area would ask the clinic to replace their prosthetics, and the SCP Foundation would agree to this request, which really surprised Bards.

At the same time, as the booklet called "Welcome to the New Home" said.

The SCP Foundation fully respects the rights of these refugees, even those settlements that want to govern themselves. The SCP Foundation only informed them of the amount they had to pay each year and that they were not allowed to organize any military or paramilitary organizations, and then evacuated the settlement, leaving only a clinic that provided free services to those residents.

After observing that this is the case in several settlements, Bardes decided to abandon his disguise and contact the managers of the SCP Foundation to see if he could pull the SCP Foundation into Umoyan's camp, even if he couldn't. To establish friendly relations with the SCP Foundation.

According to Ambassador Bards' understanding of the Tyrannian Federation, those greedy, corrupt, and depraved old family members would never let go of such a new colony.

Regardless of whether it is a mining company or a humanitarian agency that controls this colony, it does not prevent them from skillfully using the Tyrannian Federation model to squeeze the last bit of oil and water from this colony.

As the last two conscientious organizations in the Koprulu sector, the SCP Foundation and Umoyan should join forces so that the humans in the Koprulu sector will not go on the path of self-destruction in greed.

That's what Bards thought and said. After seeing Cat Che in Cat Che's office and exchanging simple greetings, Bardes gave a speech that could be written into a textbook.

After enumerating the various evil deeds of the Tyranid Federation in the Koprulu sector, it has been demonstrated from several aspects that if the SCP Foundation does not join Umoyan, or form a stronger organization with Umoyan, it will It is irresponsible to the entire Koprulu sector.

Maoche was very moved after listening to it, and then rejected the proposal of Ambassador Bards without hesitation.

What a joke, I'm having such a good time now because I'm sitting in a neutral position and feeding those greedy generals.

If you join Umoyan, let alone how many divisions you have in Umoyan, if I can't provide medical services for the troops of the Tyrannian Federation and the Morian complex, I will be at a loss, okay?

It's been almost a year since the war started, and I've collected five divisions from the ground troops alone on the battlefield, and the top ones are good guys, not to mention one in a thousand, at least one in a hundred.

Not to mention the crew rescued from the wreckage of those warships, those good boys are the good guys that Lieutenant Colonel Iron Arm brought.

And you know how cool it is to pick up junk on the battlefield? !

The device that can make the frigate invisible in the test after the reverse restoration after the scientific ship of the Tyrannian Federation has been retrieved has already made the precious metals and minerals I sent back.

At this time, you said that you want me to give up this treasure and hang out with you?

What do you, Umoyan, deserve from me?

Ambassador Bards did not expect Mao Che to refuse so firmly that the words he had prepared were useless.

It is not a particularly confidential matter that the SCP Foundation bribed the generals of the Tyrannian Federation and the Morian Federation in exchange for the right to evacuate refugees.

Some colonial planets who wanted to evacuate on their own, because the generals of the warring parties wanted bribes from the SCP Foundation, and the blockade of the channel only allowed military transport ships and SCP Foundation ships to pass, it was no secret among the refugees.

Many refugees who had already been evacuated from the battlefield by boat were driven back to the theater by the navy.

According to Ambassador Bades, although the SCP Foundation can handle this additional burden in a short period of time, it should be difficult for the SCP Foundation to bear this burden now that it has absorbed a large number of refugees and paid a huge amount of money. , after receiving the invitation to join Umoyan, not to say that he readily agreed, it should be that he wanted to welcome but refused, and he should not be so resolute in refusing.

Although rejected the proposal to join Umoyan, Maoche did not give up this opportunity. Maoche told Bards that as an interstellar humanitarian organization, only Wei (shang) maintains (xia) Zhong (tong) stands (chi) ) to go further.

However, the SCP Foundation is willing to open a low-cost clinic in Umoyan, and contract the medical services of the Umoyan National Defense Army at an extremely low price.

Chapter 37 35 Echoes

While the Umoyan Council was conducting urgent consultations for the conditions offered by the SCP Foundation, on the magnificent star ring of the Holy Roman Empire star ring, a group of elite marines from the Koprulu sector were working at the Academy of Social Sciences. In his laboratory, he wore a specially designed reinforced exterior suit for this mission.

When the Academy of Social Sciences of the Holy Roman Empire accepted the ghost agent, they finally found some ways of psychic power.

Especially the ghost agent, after waking up in the temporary hospital of the SCP Foundation, not only did his psychic strength increase from level five to level six, but he also gained a predictive ability that was not available at all times.

For example, he can occasionally foresee what will happen around him five or six seconds later.

After the crazy doctors rigorously used experiments to rule out the changes caused by the enhancement of his senses after his psionic power was improved, the ghost agent was given the code name of "Prophet".

Especially with the help of [Prophet], the Academy of Social Sciences not only developed a psychic detector that shouted "XX-level psychic ripples were detected".

He has also developed a psionic camouflage device, which is a device made by cloning body tissues from the somatic cells of [Prophet], which allows users to "possess" second-level psionic powers.

In fact, it is said to be possessed, but an extremely thin spiritual energy field is formed on the user's body surface.

This kind of thin force field can neither block gun attacks, nor enhance the defense of armor or shields. The same is true for the cruiser half buried on the surface of the star ring.

Even though the masters of the Engineering Academy began to organize engineering ships to salvage the pioneer cruiser that crashed on the surface of the star ring, the Holy Roman Empire still had nothing to do with these pioneer warships.

The control method of these pioneer battleships is the same as that used by Holy Roman Empire battleships, allowing the main operator of the battleship to directly connect the shipboard host with a data cable for manipulation.

It is different from the way humans in the Koprulu star area use various interactive terminals in the bridge to connect to the shipboard main engine for manipulation.

In what seemed to be the bridge, there were only some runes etched on the metal plate.

After a thorough inspection of the battleship, and the ghost agent [Prophet], the treasure of the Academy of Social Sciences, also boarded the battleship for research.

The techno-kids and mad doctors had to come to the sad conclusion that the Harbinger warships were psychically controlled.

Unless these tin cans have collectively mastered psionic power, there is a high probability that there is no way to take these pioneer warships.

However, they were not without gains. After [Prophet] boarded a pioneer battleship, his psionic power immediately climbed from level six to level eight and continued to rise.

If it wasn't for [Prophet] screaming and passing out during the process of improving his spiritual power, and then being resisted by the mad doctors, his spiritual power level might continue to increase.

When the Prophet woke up, he said as if sleepwalking that someone was waiting for them on the Pioneer Destroyer that was dragged into space after being infiltrated by Ava Tax Prosecutor.

So a commando team composed of elite marines from the Koprulu sector was assembled, and since [Prophet] only stayed on the pioneer battleship for less than 5 minutes, he raised his spiritual power by two levels.

And that tax inspector has been on the Harbinger for a long time.

So this commando uses all the best equipment that the Holy Roman Empire can provide, including the T-51B reinforced exterior made of crystal-plated armor that has not yet been put into mass production.

Because it is too expensive, it has not been purchased on a large scale. After overloading, a strong electromagnetic rifle capable of penetrating 200mm uniform armor plate, as well as supporting U238 warheads and other equipment.

Just in case, for example, the tax prosecutor transformed from a medium-sized biological unit into a large flying unit after absorbing a lot of psionic energy.

Two PDF-class frigates, equipped with enhanced ram angles after the Battle of Solomons, were also in place near the destroyer.

"Remember! If you find anything wrong, fire first before thinking!"

On the shuttle carrying the commando, the commander in charge of the operation spoke to the commandos in the cabin.

"Sri! Yes! Sri!"

When the shuttle approached the pioneer destroyer, the marines rushed out as soon as the hatch was opened, and floated towards the destroyer with the jet pack on the T-51B.

The Academy of Social Sciences couldn't make a psychic camouflage device that would allow the shuttle to pass through the psychic dust cover of the Pioneer battleship, so the final distance from the attack to the evacuation had to be flown by the marines themselves.

"Group A landing! No anomalies! Heading towards Door 1."

"Team B landing! Lost two! Approaching hatch #1."

"Group C landing! Lost one cutter! No loss of personnel! Approaching hatch #1."

When everyone except a few unlucky marines successfully arrived at the destroyer, these marines with big guns in their hands and cutting machines used to cut the destroyer's hatch hanging on their backs rushed to the destroyer. Head to the location marked as hatch 1 on the map.

Judging from the research of the three destroyers of the same model by the technicians of the Academy of Engineering, this hatch is the most likely place to be breached by the marines among all the positions on the destroyer.

"Squad A is in place!"

"Team B is in place!"

"Squad C is in place!"

When the marines who finished the [-]-meter run on the surface of the destroyer began to take off the plasma cutting machine on their backs as they did in training, they prepared to fix it on the armor plate of the destroyer, and then started cutting.

With the sound of "squeak..." coming from the surface of the destroyer through the power armor.

The No. 1 cabin door, which the Marines were about to break through violently, opened by itself.

"Stay vigilant! Group A and I will go."

The commander of the commando put down the half-assembled plasma cutter with the fixed bracket in his hand, and walked towards the No. 1 cabin door with his strong electromagnetic rifle.

Just like several other destroyers, behind the No. [-] hatch, there is an escape capsule like a ballistic missile in a silo. After pushing the escape capsule into the destroyer, the commando entered the interior of the destroyer.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, latecomers."

"Hold your fire! Hold your fire!"