Chapter 779 Interstellar Old Rogue

At this moment, more fireworks shot into the sky, and rows of salutes roared. Warhawks, Banshee bombers, and Valkyrie long-range bombers formed a huge phalanx and flew uniformly over the square. The searchlights shed from the Gorgon battlecruisers and the sonic booms of the starfighters accelerating completely ignited the scene. Excited crowd.

When the atmosphere reaches its climax, people are easily affected by the surrounding environment. As a result, tens of thousands of voices began to shout at the same time Long Live the Empire!

At this moment, Tychus Finlay in the UNN broadcast footage was really full of ambition and triumph. When he climbed onto the huge balcony the size of several football fields on the Xantos cockpit with a smile on his face, there was a look of horror on his face. The man's terrible scars are squirming like worms.

He has a flat head, thick eyebrows, and a nose that has obviously been broken many times. He is so strong that his face seems to be engraved with muscles, and his eyes are so determined that they are crazy. This kind of person must be in the C position if put on the empire's propaganda poster.

No one could doubt that Tychus was unworthy of the cheers of the people of the Imperium. There were more hideous scars beneath his clothes. Years of war had left more holes than medals on his body.

At the same time, it is difficult for anyone else to achieve the unique status of Tychus Finley in the Tyranid Empire.

Whenever Emperor Augustus went to war in person, Tychus was always followed behind him.

When the Empire developed Odin's prototype, Tychus became its pilot as if it were a matter of course. He piloted Odin and continued to follow the emperor in his southern and northern wars, fighting throughout the Second Total War and the Doomsday War.

During this period, whenever the empire's armies were in a bitter battle and were on the verge of danger, they would receive the highest order from Korhal - to drop Tychus like a Poké Ball containing Pikachu.

"This is the happiest day of my life!" It has to be said that Tychus, who often hangs out in bars, is also a person who is easily affected by the atmosphere.

Tychus fights not for any noble purpose, but because he has a desire for destruction and always wants to smash something. Only the blood and fire of war can stimulate his numb nerves.

"Odin used to be my favorite, but I'm afraid he has to give way to others now." In front of the camera, Tychus has no stage fright at all. He likes to play the leading role in his own world.

"I admit that I'm a half-hearted person, but Xantos, it's a bigger guy. It's damn good, better than me." Here, he paused, as if he almost said the wrong word: "Better than me. Every girl I’ve ever met is nice.”

Tychus was not a very good speaker, nor was he someone who could read into a teleprompter in an orderly manner. This man likes to improvise, speaks in vulgar ways, and is not elegant. Letting him host a show will definitely be a disaster.

If he hadn't cared a lot about his image, Tychus would have performed a fiery dance in front of the people of the Empire.

Slowly, the words in Tychus's mouth became more and more out of tune, and nonsense words such as getting high, having fun, and calming down were frequently used. The next step is to kill Eamon and fly into the void. The golden beauty can't get enough of it, and no matter how serious things are, he can label them as robbery.

But no matter what, the cheers in the Imperial Plaza showed no sign of weakening. People's shouts even came from farther away. They used lights and noise to create a huge movement and a huge momentum.

Although it was just a demonstration of new weapons broadcast live throughout the country, the enthusiasm shown by the people of the empire was unusually high.

One is because there have been very few such celebrations since the war began, and the other is that not long ago, the Terran Empire government had just paid off the first batch of short-term treasury bonds issued before the Doomsday War with their predatory mining of enemy territories, promising Taxes were no longer increased, and restrictions on many wartime supplies were relaxed. These policies were supported by the empire's epoch-making progress in food synthesis, metallurgy, chemical industry and other fields.

Although wars are still going on in various places, and the trend of large-scale invasion of insect swarms shows no signs of stopping, people have reason to believe that the situation has stabilized, that they have sufficient supplies and are gaining momentum.

In Tychus' mouth, victory seemed to be within easy reach, and the God of Darkness was just a wild dog that he could kick to death.

Some worshiped Amon, but many hated him because the dark god did not bother to demonstrate his true purpose to what he considered a defective creature. Aamon declared to everyone that he had come to bring death and pain.

"This is really a noble cause, serving all mankind. I am grateful." After the UNN program team and Imperial Security Bureau agents in the background reminded and hinted all over the place, Tychus, who had already digressed, finally got back to the topic. Come up:

"Real men should fuck men."

Unexpectedly, before Tychus could utter the last word, UNN immediately cut to the scene of Augustus's special plane.

Amidst the rumbling engine of the Royal Arbitration Machine, the real master of this empire arrived.

In the central stand of the Imperial Plaza, Emperor Augustus Mengsk, who was wearing an imperial military dress, a dark brown coat with gold thread, and the Mengsk family's Sword of a Dynasty (Sword of a dynasty) hanging from his waist, slowly walked out of the gangway.

Coming down behind the emperor was his brother Arcturus Mengsk. He had a stern look on his face and was wearing a full set of gold and red attire. Two gorgeous golden wolf emblems stretched across his chest in the most conspicuous position. Every part of his body reflects his connection to the royal family.

As soon as they appeared on the stage, the royal orchestra began to play music and sing magnificent hymns. The imperial family of the empire does not care about pomp and circumstance, but it must not be shabby on major occasions that show the empire's strong power.

Tychus Finley was quickly forgotten by the people. Whether it was Augustgrad or other parts of the empire, everywhere was in a boiling state. The crowd in the Imperial Square was even more in a carnival. If it were not for the armored imperial soldiers blocking them, they would immediately flood the entire square.

Doni Vermillion, an absolute die-hard fan of the emperor, suddenly raised his voice by several decibels, and all kinds of praises came to his mind, such as "Augustus the Great is the symbol of the empire, his voice is the proposition of the empire, and his orders are the will of the empire."

In short, he is the empire.

When Augustus came, all the imperial dignitaries who came to attend the ceremony had arrived, and almost all the generals who were in Augustgrad were also present.

In addition, there are other faces outside the Empire, including Kel-Morian and Umojan diplomats stationed in Khar, representatives of some autonomous planets of the Empire, and even Protoss.

Strictly speaking, the Protoss envoy of the Daram Protoss is already an old acquaintance of Augustus, Arbitrator Aldaris.

According to the Dawu doctrine, the Protoss Empire will neither send nor have the need to send diplomats to other civilizations, because they have always been protectors rather than equals. But obviously, the Daram Protoss now regards the Terran Empire as an equal civilization.

The "diplomat" of the Ihanli Empire is a council elder who has awakened from stasis, like a Protoss mummy sealed by organic meteorite head ornaments and void crystals. He is as old as their empire, dating back to the era of separation when the Ihanli parted ways with their Protoss brothers.

Now, after a long negotiation, accompanied by a series of mutual compromises and a large number of clearly written agreements, the Terran Empire and the Ihanli Protoss have redrawn the line on territorial issues.

The Ihanli Protoss have returned to their former home, Tyrador IX, and re-established their territory on the sparsely populated Antarctic world and mined the void crystal resources that are vital to them.

At this point, Tyrador has become a world jointly owned by a few humans and Protoss.

In this matter, Augustus's imperial government has been severely criticized and accused of being weak and bullied.

Tyrador is an important world with a dense population, and the people there have never known any Protoss since their ancestors, let alone coexisting peacefully with these aliens.

But since the Ihanli Protoss began to open up trade and cultural exchanges with humans, and even allowed tourists to visit their temple cities built with unique organic meteorites and Xel'Naga kinetic energy engines on a limited basis, Tyrador's already prosperous tourism industry has immediately reached a new level.

The Ihanli fanatically worship the Xel'Naga, so they will also purchase ancient alien relics from humans.

At the same time, Tyrador has since been protected by a large neutral fleet, and has become one of the safest worlds in the Terran Empire.

However, although the Ihanli Protoss are much easier to talk to than their own Tal'darim Protoss, the contradictions between them and humans still exist. For example, they regard Tyrador, their former home planet, as a holy place, and its status is almost equivalent to that of Aiur to the Daram Protoss, while human colonization has greatly damaged the ecology of Tyrador, causing many species they were familiar with to become extinct.

To this day, the Ihanli Protoss is still a powerful Protoss force, and has retained the martial virtues engraved in the genes of this race. While they continue to send fleets to launch a holy war against Amon, they are also recalling the stasis fleets that have been scattered in deep space for thousands of years.

Although this envoy of Ihanli once claimed to grind Amon, who slaughtered the gods, to ashes and exterminate any race that blasphemed the sacred relics of the Xel'Naga, he claimed that he was the kindest person in the Ihanli Council.

However, the Ihanli Council would send such a person to maintain the relationship between the two empires, probably because he is really the friendliest and most conservative one among them.

In general, the relationship between the Ihanli Protoss and the Terran Empire is pretty good. Although they are all living antiques, they are still open-minded. The Ihanli even have their own squash team. These tall and long-legged aliens just beat the Telador North Beach Horn Whale team last week.

In any case, Augustus finally established diplomatic relations with the Ihanli Protoss, trying to make these arrogant Protoss follow the Empire's fleet in joint operations and obey unified command.

This is crucial to Augustus's future plan to attack the void.

Of course, the most important person here is Jinara, the first person to be promoted in the Tal'darim. It is reported that she almost lost in a Rak'sir ceremony initiated by Amon's followers some time ago, and the high-level lord Alarak was watching the whole process.

This time, Jinara came to the Empire's territory not to see any new weapons, but was brought by Augustus to attend the ceremony to show her the Empire's powerful military force.

Of course, no matter how powerful the weapons are, they can only get a fair evaluation from the Tal'darim. The arrogance of the Protoss is fully demonstrated in the Tal'darim. Even if they are still plagiarizing Daram's technology, they will never admit that the opponent's weapons are powerful.

Augustus greeted the officials, generals and diplomats one by one, and asked them what they thought of Xantos.

Even before Xanthos showed its terrible firepower, the Kemorians were already outspoken about its power, and they would soon produce similar pirated weapons. The diplomats of Umojan also said the same thing, and there was nothing wrong with it, but Augustus could see that he was not happy at all.

As for the officials of the autonomous territories, they would not dare to rebel, even if any Imperial Navy fleet could easily destroy their world.

However, when it came to the Protoss, they were much more objective. Aldaris's attitude was very good. He was now very different from the past and had a lot of open-mindedness. It was not a big deal to praise Augustus.

The Ihanli Protoss saw that the Empire used the Xel'Naga constructs and the technology of Urna on Xanthos, which only enabled them to build machines even larger than Xanthos.

In Augustus' words, Swan's people had gone crazy, and they even wanted to build Gundams now.

This Xantos is not even a prototype. This type of weapon has been mass-produced by the Seros Shipyard, and more worlds will begin to produce war weapons in the future.

Just one Xantos is enough to turn the tide of the war.

However, when it came to Jinara, she only got a comment that was irrelevant to the question: "These imperial humans are so noisy."

Augustus called her Leng Jiao, and Arcturus thought she was tired of living.

"This is human, the first ascender, and creatures with long mouths are like this." Augustus said: "You can't appreciate the benefits of mouths."

"You indulge them too much." Jinara's attitude towards Augustus is still impeccable. She only submits to the strong: "In Slayn, kindness to slaves is useless. If the master is weak, they will only think of replacing him."

When facing other humans, Jinara's attitude is much worse. When she meets a person like Arcturus or a marshal general who has beaten the Tal'darim, she can still nod and greet him. In her eyes, other people are not much different from livestock slaves.

These humans don't even have the courage to initiate the Rakshir ritual to their superiors, so they don't deserve respect.

Before Augustus could say anything, the crowd cheered again. Tychus had entered the cockpit of the battleship Xantos, and a large number of crew members took their posts. If someone could see the multiple decks inside Xantos separated by huge grilles, pipes and steel kits, and enter its huge ammunition depot, they would be dumbfounded by the accumulated ammunition racks.

In the troop transport cabin that was large enough to serve as a battlefield, a large number of imperial soldiers were gathering on thick steel plates. When this huge war machine started, its interior was even as stable as the ground.

Xantos was a terrible steel monster. The blue light projected from the cockpit was like a giant's single eye. Its tightly fitted armor flashed a metallic cold light, and the flames released by the pusher were like dazzling diamonds.

Its demonic, conceited, and invincible huge railgun pointed ruthlessly at the sky. The fighter plane whizzing by was at least seven or eight stories high, but it looked like a slightly larger mosquito.

Even Augustus was amazed. It was really shocking to see this incomparable giant soaring into the sky.

However, seeing all this, the Tal'darim who was promoted to the first person couldn't help but snorted coldly. It's not that he was dissatisfied with Xantos, but he was purely dissatisfied with Tychus.

This is not surprising. Almost everyone has a problem with Tychus. He is not a likable guy. After all, this guy is in his forties or fifties. When he caused trouble, he could be grabbed and beaten by the emperor himself. It was shameless.

When Jinara first came to Augustgrad, she met Tychus. Both of them were unforgiving and quarreled immediately.

Not to mention, the Korhal people had a grudge against the Tal'darim during the Revolutionary Army. Although the Naion faction of Bysher has nothing to do with Jinara, Tychus still misses his comrades who were killed by the Tal'darim.

He is narrow-minded and holds grudges.

Jinara is fierce in her words, and she always calls people "primitive creatures, inferior species, pests, scum", but she can't choose Tychus. In the words of the other party, you are cursing like a spoiled child.

But Tychus is an old rogue. He asked Jinara if you Protoss can also make love? If so, why he has never seen it. Do you Protoss have a surname? Will you let your slaves serve you? Is one enough? What is your relationship with Alarak? Did you get your position by ** trading?

When Jinara was angry and wanted to challenge Tychus, the latter said that he would wait for her in bed. He had not tasted the taste of Protoss yet. (End of this chapter)