Chapter 2: Blood and Confusion

February 23, 2500.

Today is destined to be an extremely important day for the life of the entire star region, and an earth-shattering event happened today, which will also have a huge impact on all life in the entire star region.

On this day, the home planet of the Protoss, El, was declared to have fallen. For their part, the Zerg have crossed multiple galaxies in search of enemies for centuries before finally landing on their beloved land as victors.

Humanity was shocked when it learned about it.

However, it was an unprecedented disaster for every Protoss people, and the cry of the heart spread to every Protoss child relying on Kara, and the grief of losing their homes was carried to the place where they were located with their migration.

On the eve of the evacuation of the Hyperion.

"Deck 13 is damaged!"

"Send the SCV driver to fix the broken area!"

"Engine 2 has been successfully fixed!"

"Word came from the 'Reagan II' that the main engine was damaged, and the battlecruiser began to sink to the surface!"

The voices on the bridge were mixed, and every message that came out of the mouths of the various personnel was almost one bad news after another, and the news from the Reagan II was undoubtedly the worst news of the bad news.

The swarm was also attacking the Hyperion, almost half of the defensive crews were destroyed, and the bridge shook strongly every ten seconds on average, and every five seconds there was a slight tremor, and even if you were not careful, you could fall to the ground.

"Jump engine to be ready! Sir! ”

The hull of the ship suddenly trembled violently, if it weren't for the adjutant who held the command platform in time, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground, and he almost used all his strength to shout this sentence, for fear that the commander of the ship, Maite. Horner couldn't hear it.

"Sir!!"

He tried to speak again, almost pleadingly, but Horner remained silent.

Hesitation is more of pain. Fallen sir? That would be certain death, he couldn't do it, he really couldn't do it, he knew that as long as he said a word, or even lightly pointed his head down on his head by a centimeter, the leap would start immediately. However, he was never able to give this order.

Looking through the glass of the bridge, the bow of the Sky Behemoth "Reagan II", which was 700 meters away, had dropped to a horizontal inclination of more than 30 degrees, and the huge battle cruiser was crashing to the ground, and after the main engine was seriously damaged, it could not support the huge hull weighing 1.5 million tons. Black smoke billowed out of the engines, and escape pods ejected from all sides of the ship, and unfortunately, half of the escape pods were destroyed by the swarm of insects in the sky before they reached the ground.

"Deck 4 caught fire, and the energy circuit was burned off by acid corrosion!"

"Further calculations are underway to calculate the overall damage to the ship!"

"Engine 2 is under attack!"

The sound of the bridge flooded into Matt's ears like a torrent. The sound was like a plastic needle stained with corrosive fluid, and the sounds were like tubes inserted into his flesh and blood, and what he heard, saw, and thought about was endless torture for him, all of which seemed to be a blockage that completely blocked his airway, unable to breathe, almost suffocating

"Start the jump engine" Horner struggled to turn his head to look at the already desperate adjutant, he finally closed his eyes, and his lips squirmed slightly. The sound is almost inaudible.

The desperate adjutant heard it, and saw what Horner meant as his lips quivered. He swore that there was nothing more beautiful in the universe than this sound, and nothing more beautiful than what he saw now

"Sir!!"

Horner's eyes snapped open, their eyes wide and almost infinitely round, his body standing upright from the head of the bed like a spring, and a large amount of visible sweat was already rising from his forehead. His chest rose and fell, and his eyes scanned back and forth.

This is not the bridge, this is his bedroom. No one is unfamiliar with their own nest, Matt shook his head, trying to clear his mind. He struggled to remember, the memory in his mind reminded him of something, and when he gave that command, he passed out, and there was no thought of what had happened after that.

"Commander"

The butler of private life floating in the air spoke with the voice of artificial intelligence, and Horner didn't have time to pay attention to the robot, he didn't even have time to clean up the sweat on his body, hurriedly put on his uniform and went straight to the bridge.

"Sir!"

On the bridge, the adjutant saw Horner's arrival at first sight, put down his work and went to the door to greet him as soon as possible.

"Take a break!" Horner walked into the bridge, and everyone immediately stood up and saluted. "How's it going? How long have I been in a coma? "Scanning the bridge, everyone here was stationed at their posts in an orderly manner, as if there was no tension after the war.

"Sir! You've been in a coma for about 17 hours, and everything is running smoothly on the Hyperion. The adjutant said, "Also"

"What else?" Horner looked into the adjutant's hesitant eyes.

"Let's go to the conference room!" The adjutant said respectfully.

Horner stared directly at the adjutant for a long time, trying to figure out some answers. Coming to the ship's conference room, he has the greatest authority of the "Hyperion" at present, and the door of the conference room has no restrictions on him, as soon as the door valve is opened, the sound of noisy arguments comes into his ears, and his rich eyebrows suddenly wrinkle slightly.

Matt's arrival quickly drew several glances, and he glanced at the members of the room.

Engineer Rory. Swan and Miró. Kaczynski, Hovis of the Ghost Fighter Unit, and Dister, the current commander-in-chief of the Infantry Machine, are all here.

"Roar! The main lord is here, so let's listen to what the pony has to say, according to the rules, he is the boss now. Swan's mouth opened and closed, and only the beard on his mouth was moving, which was very funny.

"What's going on?" Horner said.

"In short, the boss is lost, and the younger brother below is messed up." Swan said with open hands.

"Where are we?" Horner asked.

Obviously, Swan's nonchalant tone was a shocking sign to his ears, a dangerous sign that the Rangers must not mess with. That was the first thought he had when he walked into the room. Obviously, the situation in front of him was extremely serious, and he did not dare to imagine what the consequences would be if the Rangers dispersed like this.

Horner struggled to calm himself down and think of a solution, just like Renault or Frank did.

"The realm of humanity, the world under the rule of the Tyranid Dynasty." Miro. Kaczynski crossed his arms and said.

"Listen. The Ranger is the most wanted criminal in the Empire, and the life and death of the boss are unknown, what should we do? Diser said.

"What else can I do? Either we have to come up with a definite plan to deal with the next affairs, the 'Hyperion' has just experienced a fierce battle, the logistics consumption is serious and must be replenished, the logistics department can hardly see a piece of silicon crystal ore, we are now like a group of rats crossing the street, as long as they come up, they will definitely die."

"If you can't get these things done, you'll just be done, and the gang will be scattered. The big guys go their own way, each looking for their own mother, or finding a corner where no one lives~"

"Innocent!"

"So what do you say?"

Everyone in the conference room was talking and entering into an argument again, Horner looked at everyone without saying a word, although he was nominally the current acting supreme leader of the Rangers, but the biggest problem was that young Horner did not have enough authority, and he couldn't suppress this group of people at all.

"Enough!"

A shout made the cacophony disappear one by one, and several eyes fell on the young Horner again. He glanced at each one of them, his gaze swept over everyone's eyes. He seemed to read a layer of meaning in their eyes, and when he looked at them, they looked at him like a spearhead child, and Horner was incredibly sure of that.

Everyone in the room was older than Horner, and some were even two wheels older.

"Sir! What should I do? If so, what should you do? Young Horner stood silently beside the round table, but his heart was shouting, he had never been so confused as he was today. Even in the face of the most dangerous situations.

"Have you forgotten why you're standing here? What makes us sit together? What makes us go from being strangers to fighting side by side, and being able to give our backs to our comrades-in-arms with peace of mind? Horner questioned the crowd, and the young man's characteristic voice resounded in the quiet conference room, but this voice carried a fortitude that ordinary people did not have. Even now, I would choose to endure it. Even if you all choose to leave, even if there is only one person left, the Ranger name will not disappear from the world. I have never given up on my ideals and determination, not even the slightest bit."

No one answered his words, and no one laughed at his so-called ideals.

After a long silence, Horner left the table and walked to the door, the moment the door valve opened again, he stopped moving slowly and evenly, and stood in the doorway, he measured his head slightly. "Fighting for freedom is our lifelong ideal, let's come together for a better future! Rangers never force people to be difficult, let alone force anyone to stay, never! You have the right to choose freely, and you have been, and you will always be. ”

Everyone in the conference room watched as the door closed again, and Horner left, but no one spoke.

"I'm a rough guy who doesn't know how to lead a team, and I can't utter that kind of exhilarating adrenaline-pumping speech, but I'm optimistic about the ponies." Swan got up from his seat, his son was still as tall as he was in his chair even when he stood up, he looked back at Kaczynski, waved his mechanical arm, and said, "Go to work, boy!" Believe it or not, withholding your salary? Dare to be lazy! ”

"Is there anything more terrifying than facing an endless stream of bugs?" With his arms folded, Kaczynski looked at the short uncle who walked out of the conference room, and saw that the door valve was about to close, and Kaczynski hurried to catch up. "What did you say, old driver? Do I still have a salary? ”

(To be continued)

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