too late, organism

Cat Che is not interested in building a fortress called Constantinople here, and then seesaw with those barbarians.

Under the threat of this lunatic, apart from the Morian Union, which has already been mired in the quagmire of war, a friendly diplomatic relationship has been reached with the Umoyan Union, and some agreements such as the mutual defense agreement have been secretly signed, so as to The threat of the Tyrannian Federation.

After several rounds of negotiations, the SCP Foundation and Umoyan formed a new political entity, although the final result was not as expected by the Umoyan Council.

However, between the SCP Foundation and the Umoyan Council, including the non-aggression treaty, the mutual defense agreement, and the scientific research agreement, in addition to not forming a federation together, almost all kinds of friendly diplomatic agreements were signed. all over.

Especially when Maoche stated that, as a virtual ally, the SCP Foundation is necessary and responsible to keep the people of Umoyan free from disease and mutilation under any circumstances.

The members of Umoyan were blinded by the humanitarian brilliance behind the cat car, thinking that a saint had finally appeared in the Koprulu sector.

At the press conference held after the signing of the agreement, the chairman of the Umoyan Council pulled the mechanical arm of the cat cart and told reporters that the Umoyan Council had reached a comprehensive medical cooperation agreement with the SCP Foundation.

Starting today, Umoyan will work with the SCP Foundation to build a new and better Koprulu Sector.

But Mengsk on Thor II didn't think the shithole in the Koprulu Sector could get any worse than it was now.

[Is anyone still alive! 】

Mengsk dragged his left leg joint and the servo motor was damaged, which caused the power armor's left leg to be locked, and the power armor was rummaging through the corpses on the battlefield for soldiers who might still be alive.

Three hours ago, the remaining soldiers of the [-]st Battalion and the Regimental Armored Company, led by Mengsk, ambushed the pursuers of the two battalions of the Morian Union.

In order to minimize the impact of the lack of firepower, Mengsk allocated almost all the remaining ammunition to the armored company of the regiment headquarters and the wounded soldiers who were injured in the battle before, so that these soldiers who only wore thin military uniforms and were suffering from injuries Soldiers, try to suppress your opponent with firepower from a distance.

The rest of the soldiers hid with him in the hole that had been dug beforehand. After the hole was covered with steel plate, plastic sheet or whatever, it was covered with a layer of sand to hide it.

When the troops of the Morian Union entered the ambush circle, they fired a round of rain like a rainstorm, killing many soldiers of the Morian Union on their vehicles.

Before the soldiers of the two battalions could react from the chaos of the ambush, the infantry led by Mengsk launched a hand-to-hand assault on them.

The few siege tanks that were considered tough before the start of the battle were destroyed by the soldiers of the first battalion at the beginning of the raid.

The soldiers of the Morian Union, who had never expected to be ambushed and were blinded by the hand-to-hand attack, suffered heavy losses at the beginning of the battle.

The troops of the two companies were wiped out on the road before they had time to open fire, and the remaining soldiers also beat up many friendly troops who planned to disengage and reorganize their defenses in a panic. In the chaotic hand-to-hand combat, as Mengsk imagined.

However, there were too many pursuers of the Morian Alliance. After two failed efforts to regroup the front, the commander of the Morian Alliance simply joined the hand-to-hand battle with the last reserve team.

This put the first battalion at a disadvantage in the battle for a while, but when the armored company not wearing power armor charged behind the Morian complex, the situation on the battlefield completely lost control.

Thousands of soldiers wearing the most advanced power armor are engaged in a cruel and primitive battle on the alien land that they arrived for the first time in their lives.

Use bayonets, daggers, even stones and fists to kill all enemies that appear in front of you.

Mengsk encountered a Morian Combine captain or lieutenant in battle.

When the officer pinched the head of an armored company soldier who wasn't wearing power armor, lifted him up and tore him in half, the blood pressure gushing from the armored company soldier's body covered his rank mark, and also Spilled on his visor, obscuring his vision.

This created an opportunity for Mengsk, armed with a blanked C-14 rifle.

Let Mengsk successfully plunge the bayonet into the lieutenant's chest, but the lieutenant of the Morian Union did not die under Mengsk's surprise attack.

After he let go of the remnants of the soldiers of the armored company, he knocked Mengsk to the ground with one punch, and then punched Mengsk one after another before Mengsk got up, until Mengsk passed out.

When Mengsk woke up, the battle was over.

The lieutenant who knocked Mengsk to the ground was still riding on Mengsk, but he had several C-14 rifles stuck on his body like a hedgehog.

After pushing away the lieutenant who had been dead for a long time, Mengsk found that not only his mask was full of cracks, but also the communicator built into his power armor was damaged in the previous battle, and even the left leg of his power armor was damaged. Also locked up because of bad servo motor.

The only good news is that the two headlights on the breastplate can still work, so Mengsk took off his mask fortunately, picked up a C-14 rifle as a walking stick, and dragged the power armor that locked his left leg. Rummaging among the corpses on the battlefield.

In the pile of corpses, Mengsk found many familiar soldiers. At this moment, they fell down in the pile of corpses with grim faces. The dried blood and the metal melted by the electric current glued him together with his former enemies. divide each other.

"Is anyone still alive?!"

After seeing a few more familiar faces, Mengsk roared loudly on the silent battlefield.

"There are still people..."

"There are still people..."

"Are you alive..."

"Are you alive..."

On the silent battlefield, only Mengsk's voice echoed in the wind.

"F...!"

Mengsk dropped the C-14 rifle in his hand and sat down on the ground, covering his face with his hands.

"sri..."

From the pile of corpses beside Mengsk, came a weak voice.

"You crushed my hand..."

"FU*K!"

Like an electric shock, Mengsk bounced off the ground, scrambled and rushed to the pile of corpses next to him, digging out the Master Chief who was pulling his face and smiling at him from under several corpses.

"Sri, the commander of Company A is reporting to you."

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

On the battlefield, Mengsk's hoarse laughter sounded.

An hour later, Mengsk and the Master Chief were sitting in the bed of a truck painted with the Morian Union logo and the bed covered with bullet holes and blood, with an unlit cigar dangling from their mouths.

Looking at the medical soldiers who rushed to the battlefield after receiving the communication, and were carrying the soldiers who were still alive from the battlefield to the truck.

Humming a song that I don't know when I heard it through my nostrils.

“I don’t want to set the world on fire~”

“I just want to start~”

[Sri, we can't find any more people. 】

A medical soldier whose white power armor has been stained black and red by blood stains walked to the side of the truck and said to Mengsk.

"How many people were found?"

[130 people, 20 of them are seriously injured and may not last until tomorrow. 】

Mengsk took out a map found from the corpse of an officer, which marked the location of the SCP Foundation medical station, and Mengsk drew a huge red circle on the map with dirty blood, and handed it to the medical soldier inside.

"The SCP Foundation has a medical station here, let's go here first."

Holding the metal wall of the carriage, Mengsk stood up in the carriage, and shouted to the other trucks with his hoarse voice.

"Boys! Hold on! When we get to the SCP Foundation, we'll replace you with a new, useful part! We'll go home!"

"go home!"

After the Marines on the other trucks responded, there was a series of coughing in the convoy.

【Sri, you shouldn't get them excited right now. 】

The medic looked at Mengsk reproachfully.

"Okay, okay, can you light this thing up for me?"

Mengsk pointed to the cigar in his mouth.

【Sri, smoking now is not good for your wounds to heal. 】

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you..."

Mengsk supported the carriage and sat back again. In the army, logistics is the father, and medical treatment is the mother. Even the commander would not dare to disobey the opinions of these professionals at certain times.

"Sri, I didn't expect us to win this time."

In the carriage, the Master Chief who looked much better said to Mengsk.

"I didn't expect that either, but we still won."

After finishing speaking, Mengsk leaned against the cabin of the truck, closed his eyes and continued humming the song he didn't know where he heard it.

“A flame in your heart~”

“In my heart I have but one desire~”

“And that one is you~”

After the truck engine started, it trembled like a sneeze, and then drove towards the SCP Foundation marked on the map under the driving of those respectable ladies in white power armor.

"No other will do~"

“I've lost all ambition for worldly acclaim~”

“I just want to be the one you love~”

Mengsk's mind flashed back to a girl.

The girl who thought she would become a general after learning that she wanted to join the army at her prom should be doing fine now...

After all, Umoyan was not involved in this damn war.

oh... the bloody war...

Thinking of Juliana who was far away on Umoyan, Mengsk fell asleep in the shaking carriage.

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The BGM of this chapter is the opening title of Fallout 3 "I don't want to set the world on fire"

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Chapter 43 40 Merry Christmas

"It's a pretty boat, isn't it?"

Mao stood in front of the port, looking at the Lieutenant Colonel Iron Arm who had just finished painting the badge of the Private Creed [Knocking the Octopus Hammer], and the paint was still stained on his body, and came towards him and said.

"Yeah, I can't wait to see when she smashes the Zenor battleship."

Lieutenant Colonel Iron Arm walked to the side of the cat body and turned his head to look at the first officer who was marking the hull number of the Private Creed on the bow.

Although the Holy Roman Empire became a country ruled by machines several years ago, some traditions of the Creator Era have been preserved.

For example, the ship's emblem on the bow must be painted by the captain himself, and the first officer must complete the hull number himself.

In the age of the creator, this practice was considered to bring good luck to the new ship, while in the Holy Roman Empire, it was done to allow a good relationship between the ship's main engine and the captain.

"Wait a little longer, that day is almost here."

The cat car connected itself to the viewfinder in the dock, and the keels of the four Imperial Defense Force-class destroyers have been laid. The huge mechanical arms are like building blocks, splicing the shipboard facilities onto the keels.

"This news is the best Christmas present ever."

"Christmas?"

Maoche looked at Lieutenant Colonel Iron Arm with some surprise. The Holy Roman Empire did not have such a thing as Christmas. Even the holiday was only a day of assimilation to celebrate the turning over of toasters as masters.

"It's the day when the Koprulu star sector passes through and gifts are given to each other."

Feeling the surprise of the cat car, Lieutenant Colonel Iron Arm used the projection device in his arm to project the news program that UNN was broadcasting.

[The whole federation is immersed in the festive atmosphere at the moment. Today we invite the federation hero who fought bravely on the front line to protect the federation and led the entire battalion to break out of the siege after being surrounded: Major Arcturus Mengsk is our guest studio, hello major. 】

Maoche took a closer look. He still knows the host sitting in the studio. If there is no memory failure, this host with a hot body is called Julie. She was on the front line when watching the UNN news the first two times. According to the report, how can I sit in the studio now, but I seem to have a better figure and less clothes.

[Hello host, hello everyone. 】

Mengsk, who was wearing a Tyrannian federation major uniform and several medals pinned to his chest, walked into the studio and sat down on the chair next to Julie.

[Then Major Mengsk, we all know that although the Federation has always had the advantage, the Morian gang will occasionally use some despicable means to gain an advantage. What will support you to fight at the most critical moment on the battlefield. 】

The main force crossed his hands and fingers in front of him, and looked at Mengsk as if he was a listener.

[What keeps me going is that I have two sentences I want to say to a few people, the first is Juliana...]

The scene suddenly disappears as Mengsk looks into the camera.

"What's going on? Is this broken?"

The iron-armed lieutenant colonel patted his arm that was playing the holographic projection just now.

"It's not broken, the local transport ship has arrived, and the wormhole interfered with the signal, but speaking of this..."