Chapter 17: Parting Ways
The spacecraft kept dodging more and more airdrops of Zego's troops in the air, and Renault still didn't give up and let the pilot explore the nearby area for a long time. Twenty minutes later, under the repeated urging of the pilot, the spacecraft rose higher and higher, and finally, left the planet.
From time to time, there were still images of battles from below the spaceship, the Protos were completely defeated, the Zeg tried their best to intercept them, and the Zeg buildings on the ground were in full swing.
Mengsk began to speak in unison about the ships in the area, a victor's smile on his face, and his tone was full of pride and greed, "Warriors, because of your bravery and dedication, we have successfully overthrown the corrupt rule of the Tyranid Federation, and a new empire has sprouted from the ruins, and will eventually grow into γγγγγ β
"You're shit, hell," Renault roared in front of the station
The interrupted Mengsk had a look of dismay, he put away his smile and looked at Renault, "Captain, I can forgive you for your impulsiveness, you don't continue to provoke my patience limit, don't oppose me, no, you don't even have the qualifications to oppose me, I don't care about sacrifice in order to achieve the final goal", a naked threat came out of his mouth.
Mike looked at the angry Monsk, how long had it been since he had seen him like this.
"Like you sent Kerrigan to death?" Renault shot back
Mengsk couldn't help but retreat, as if he had been hit hard, and then his face turned red, it seems that Renault successfully poked him in the sore spot, he really deserved it, Mike thought to himself, he couldn't help but cheer for Renault, let everyone recognize your hateful face.
"I'm not going to stop," Monsk said angrily, "I'm not going to stop, you, the Federation, the Protos, the Zeg, don't try to stop me, I'll either get it all, or, I'll be destroyed, if you γγγγγ β
Renault decisively turned off the volume, and all that was left was Mengsk's mouth opening and closing and angry images.
"Look, he's doing a good job," Mike joked, "uh... Man, I mean, you're doing a good job."
Renault glanced at him and smiled more ugly than crying.
"At the very least, you've pierced his disguise and let everyone see his true face...
"But it's too late, isn't it, the Federation has been destroyed, the Protos have been defeated, and the Zeg are about to usher in the revenge of the Protos, and everything has been played by him, we... Renault said a little frustrated, "As he said, we don't even have the capital to rebel against him... I still want to do something big with him, and he made me see that all politicians have a ridiculous face, and their goals are no different."
"Man, you've finally figured it out... Mike's teasing provokes Renault's annoyance.
"It's not that you don't have nothing, you and me, and the Rangers, and the people rescued in Sarah, and the vast number of people who are dissatisfied with Mengsk, as long as you are united...
"Don't say it again, let me have a good rest, my heart is messed up enough" Renault has been hit by this series of blows, and now he is physically and mentally exhausted, he just wants to sleep happily, even if he knows that this is a luxury, now he just closes his eyes, and what flashes in his mind is Kerrigan's last desperate cry for help, damn it...
"The long war has deprived each of us of something precious, it forces us to look at scenes that we don't want to see, and it keeps repeating them in our minds, and it is difficult to put the dead to sleep. Someone once said that when the war is over, the people who survive will feel guilty about their dead comrades, thinking that they should be the ones who died, but you must know that it is not the fault of the living. What we need to do now is to let the dead sleep in peace, instead of still remembering us under the Nine Springs."
Mike's words were clear, but they were still clearly visible in the quiet transport plane, and all the people lying down or leaning against the bulkhead listened intently, with a look of sadness, pain, relief, or relief on their faces.
"Looks like I can be a psychiatrist," Mike thought as he looked around for a week.
"That's right, that's how it feels," Reynolds said, "but the war is not over yet, and we must take our comrades' share and persevere together to the end, and see the tomorrow they want to see when they are alive." β
"The Tyranid Federation has perished, and now is the time of the Monsk, and the Protos and Zeg don't care about that, they are waging wars everywhere in human territory, and they have broken our territory without a trace of guilt...
"For me, the war is over," Mike said suddenly, "I was originally a reporter stationed in the Alpha Fleet, and I got on the ship of Mengsk by mistake, and then I helped do something in a daze, and I got to know you, Kerrigan, and so many people who died and are still alive, which is enough for me to brag about for a lifetime", Mike looked at Renault, and the meaning of parting was already obvious.
"Times have changed, what are you going to do?"
"I'm not a warrior, for me, keyboards and scripts are my destination, of course, I'm not ready to give up, I'm going to go to another battlefield, my battlefield, to expose all this, let the people know about it...
"Well, good luck" Renault smiled as he looked at his journalist friend, who was full of responsibility and conscience.
Two hours later, they met the large ship of the Federation, the Penguin, which had been part of the Federation Tasanis Frigate half a day ago, and now it belonged to Mengsk, and all the personnel of the transport ship were finally transferred to it and left the planet.
In fact, now all of the Federation's surviving ships have been at the disposal of Mengsk, who has finally taken over everything in the Federation. And his first order was to leave Tasanis and march towards the Keha system, and as for the fools who hid in bunkers and thought they were safe and didn't accept the rescue, Mengsk said that he would leave the Zeg for them as a self-righteous reward, although it didn't look so good.
Mike and Renault met the communications officer sent by Monsk in the passage of the Penguin, "Mr. Aktulos Monsk wants to talk to you, sir"
"Hell, I'm not going to say even half a word to him... Renault preemptively said
"Uhhhh It's a bit rude, but it's not you he's calling, sir, reporter Mike Liberty, he wants to talk to you."
Mike was a little surprised, what else did they have to talk about, didn't the last unhappy break up prove anything, or did Mengsk simply want to boast to himself about his great ambitions? Well, here he congratulated him first.
Renault raised his thick black eyebrows and turned to the side, he wasn't interested in the call. Mike was taken to the communications room, and as soon as he entered, he saw Mengsk's face appear on the screen, and everything was just right.
"Hello, Mike" his expression began to brew, as if he was thinking about words, Mike admitted that he had been moved, but now...
"I'm sad about Sarah's misfortune, it's hard for me to express my feelings, I don't know what to say."
"Didn't you already tell Renault? You are not afraid of sacrifice, anyone who stands in your way you will make them sacrifice, put away your rhetoric, Mengsk! Mike roared, once again fully feeling Mengsk's shamelessness and bottomlessness.
Mengsk was a little stunned, and then his cheeks tightened, his face was a little ugly, or a little disappointed, "I didn't expect it, I thought you would understand me, and you would have a more shining stage and a more important position in my empire... β
Mike decisively turned off the audio, which he learned from Reynolds, and he just stared at him, at the mouth of the river, and at his contrived gestures.
By the time Mengsk realized that the other party hadn't listened to him, Renault had already appeared in the room.
"Looks like he understands that you didn't listen to what he said?"
"Hehe, we should have seen all this clearly, but we always had illusions, now, let's break it all" Mike said helplessly
"However, the consequences are unpredictable"
"Hehe, the rift has been buried, he will do it sooner or later, it's time to make a plan, man" After speaking, Mike didn't pay any attention to Mengsk's already blue face on the screen, and left here first, while Renaud helped him close the communication.
"It's time to be ready," Renault muttered, glancing at Monsk's frozen face again, "Phew", as Mike left.
At this time, in a hive on the surface of the planet Tasanis, several insect mothers were staring at a large spore culture cocoon, in which a human woman could be faintly seen curled up in pain.
"Juggernaut, we've captured the human, and we're transforming it into an alien worm."
"Very good," the Lord of Char praised, "Below, transport to me, I will observe her for myself"
"Obedience"
At the command of the Juggernaut, the porterage began, and the Cocoon was eventually moved into the Leviathan, making its way to distant Charγγγγγγ