Chapter 12: Contacts of the Third Kind

It turned out that Renault's choice of Capey was correct, he perfectly followed the instructions of the command to pass on, in less than an hour he divided nearly 2,000 people into small detachments, they were fully armed, and half of the squad had set off, the total number of people in the base was about 6,000, of which nearly 2,000 were wounded, and the rest of the people were only about 3,000 people who could really form considerable combat effectiveness, and the base left a thousand people for defense, and the others were assigned to carry out tasks outside the trench.

All the members of the Rangers who carried out the mission outside the trench were the rangers, they were the most experienced and brave group of elites, as for the base, with Frank and Renault in charge, Duke's people gave them five guts and couldn't make waves, not to mention that the rangers saved them, they at least knew how grim the current situation was.

The soldiers divided the "grid" into several parts, and they assigned each squad an area in which the squad leader made detailed assignments. They were all evacuated and strictly organized, and more than 2,000 people were scattered into pieces, and they were like a huge invisible spider web covering the perimeter of the bone trench, and any potential threat or other abnormal movement would touch this huge web, and thus be exposed and detected.

"I'm ready to leave work, man!" Frank stretched his lazy body, the specific deployment and plan had been finalized and implemented, and the next thing was to wait for the results.

"No problem!" Renault kept staring at the main console and didn't look at him.

Just as Frank lazily walked out of the command center, he was shrouded in a huge shadow, which covered his whole body and the area around him, as if he had fallen into the middle of the night in an instant, he didn't look up, and his whole body froze instantly. As if frozen, he heard unheard of vocal music, a roar like music echoing through the sky overhead.

Tai looked up, and what he saw in the sky made him hold his breath, "This is the Gancui lock number?" It's too big! He said to himself. Renoyer in the command center felt something strange outside, and when he came out of the command center, his face was no better than Frank's, if not even better. It wasn't that he hadn't seen the ships of the Protoss, he had seen them before, in Mar. Sara and Tasanis on. But he never saw it himself. And to observe them so closely.

The ship's first impression on him was more of a work of art alluding to the allusion of war than a terrifying starship. It is a huge, deadly sculpture of a golden spiral, full of curvilinear art, and a spend-of-the-point composition. The hull is clearly layered and streamlined, it is integrated, elegant, gorgeous and deadly. The roar he heard must have been its engine. The ship hung silently in the sky, the giant ship did not stop directly above their base, hesitating to enter dusk in an hour, and its shadow was just projected onto the base. Frank didn't know if they had done it unintentionally or intentionally, but if it was Renault, he would have believed it was intentional.

The Protoss aircraft carrier cast an energy field directly below it, and the energy field formed a circle up to 100 feet in diameter, and it could be faintly seen that the energy field was formed by the merging of countless hexagons. Electricity then began to flash within the energy field, and silvery-white flashes of light were layered on top of each other as time passed. Striking silhouettes begin to appear.

There was no doubt that it was the Protoss, and they landed.

Frank knew something big was coming, so he retracted his distraction and ran back to the headquarters as fast as he could, "This is the headquarters!" Attention all personnel, attention to all personnel, do not fire at the Protoss, do not fire at the Protoss, repeat! Don't fire on the Protoss! He kept repeating his commands, and he quickly danced his fingers on the main panel of the control platform, "Cade! Here is Frank from Command. Heath! ”

Cade: "Roger! Sir! ”

Frank: "Listen! Cade, this is the latest directive, no one is allowed to engage in firefights with the Protoss, I repeat! ”

Cade: "Roger! Sir! ”

It wasn't until after giving these orders that Frank hurriedly walked out of the headquarters, and Renault didn't seem to recover from the shock, Frank knocked on him, "Go!" Go to the entrance of the trench, it is impossible for the Protoss to come to our base for no reason, there must be something! ”

The two of them hurried towards the outside of the bone trench.

Renault finally saw the real Protoss with his own eyes, they appeared out of thin air as if they were magic, and Frank knew that this was the Protoss's psionic matrix and the bending mechanism to make the individual jump anywhere. The Protoss who appeared on the ground were obviously warriors, each of them was wearing combat armor, but compared with the human land armor standard painting, the Protoss' combat armor was more like a natural outline, Renault looked at these Protoss carefully, as for Frank, at this moment, the arm guard given to him by Zeratul on his right hand had been removed by him, and he didn't want to cause some unnecessary trouble.

The Protoss were tall, their average height was 7 feet, they were protected by sleek and shiny armor, their armor perfectly stacked on top of each other, making it very easy for them to move, maintaining great flexibility without losing their protection, part of their armor was spread out at the chest, and high above the sides of their shoulders, falling behind them in a symmetrical parabola, a dazzling glow resembling some kind of energy crystal in the center of their chestRenault didn't know what it had or whether it was just an ornament for the sake of glamour, or both, but he preferred to believe the latter.

Like Frank, the Protoss' bodies were exposed to Charl's air, and they didn't wear helmets, and the two high parabolic collars behind their armor protected their necks and the sides of their bodies, as well as the back

They had no mouth or nose, long chins and emaciated heads inlaid with brilliant protective metal gold, they had rough gray skin, and their faces without noses and mouths had only a pair of glowing eyeballs, and no pupils. These Protoss were obviously warriors, and Renault didn't see them carrying any weapons such as rifles or artillery, but each warrior had a thick wrist armor arm hidden on the back of his forearm, and Renault couldn't help but look at Frank beside him, "I remember you seem to have that kind of thing on your arm." It's just a different color. ”

"You'd better forget about it, man!" Frank responded to him.

"Got it!" Renault replied immediately.

These Protoss warriors had a bulging part with a glowing dome on the back of each wrist armour, but in fact, inside the seemingly small armour was a rather complex psionic matrix engraved by them.

These Protoss warriors spread out in a semi-circular arc, Renault glanced at it roughly, there should be nearly a hundred people, at this time, a white lightning flashed in the center of these Protoss warriors, judging from the standing, the next Protoss should be their leader. After a while, Renault and the others saw clearly that the alien they thought was the commander of the Protoss, his combat armor was simpler but more refined than the other Protoss warriors, his wrist armor arms were small and elegant, and there were no triggers to be seen, his shoulder pads were wider, and his breastplate was covered by a gorgeous heavy shoulder pad, with a shiny gem outline in the center and a prismatic shape. The painter in him shines like platinum. And it also emits a brilliant golden light. He wore an open robe, which was said to be a cloak alive.

The Protoss leader fell to the ground, his feet in the thick of ashes,

Although there is a certain distance between them. Despite the fact that they are a powerful alien race, it is still something that makes Renault angry. These people had just destroyed two of his capital ships and killed his soldiers just a day earlier, and just a few months ago they could have been called allies among themselves! I think about this writing. Renault felt his anger burning in his chest, and he wanted to rush up and beat the Protoss leader, but there was also a Frank beside him who had not lost his mind.

Frank knew who the Protoss leader was. It was Tasada, and even though he hadn't seen this person before, he had ten thousand points of certainty in his heart.

Reynolds stared intently at the proud, elegant aliens in the 7-foot-tall, ornate battle armor in front of him, and he realized something he hadn't realized before.

Awe.

These graceful aliens gave him the impression that they were something above something, but that didn't mean they were afraid of the Protoss, he wasn't afraid of them, even if they were too strong to be defeated. Renault's past hardships have taught him to be confident that he and his abilities will allow him to lead his men to life. He considered himself a qualified fighter and a good commander. He is also confident that he can lead everyone to victory in a close battle. But now, when he was confronted with these aliens from different weeks, different races, and different cultures, he was like a child clutching his mother's skirt, almost helpless. Humans are like a bunch of ignorant children in front of them, and he has this feeling.

Tasada's blue eyes were looking for something, and he quickly locked on to the two of them, and Renaud felt the other's gaze penetrate him, he felt like a live target, nailed to the wall, and the other party penetrated him, and glassed his soul. Frank's face on the side changed slightly, and he secretly screamed in his heart, obviously, Tasada was probing Renault's deep memories, and there was no doubt that Frank made the last move. Invisibly, there was a collision between psionic energy and energy in this space.

The eyes of the Protoss warriors seemed to burn even more dazzlingly, and it was clear that they also felt the collision of two powerful forces, and they locked on to Frank, and if Tasada gave the order, they would wield the energy blades in their hands and kill their enemies without hesitation.

Frank's face was solemn, although he was motionless, in fact he was using all his forces against this force, and he felt an unprecedented pressure, which even Kellygen had not given him. Tasada retracted his power with ease, and Frank let out a sigh of relief, as he had to intervene, as he must not let the other party know that he had been in contact with the Dark Templar, at least not for now, otherwise things would become more and more responsible and non-negotiable.

"Come here."

These were the words of Executive Officer Tasada, a word that echoed in the minds of both of them at the same time. His voice was deep and soft, churning and echoing in the minds of the two people, like waves in the sea. Franke barely felt okay, he felt an invisible force pulling him in, but he eventually stopped it. Today, Tasada has only one impression on him. Unfathomable, in the face of him, he has no confidence and certainty to defeat him.

As for Renault, he began to take a stride, he felt that he could not control his legs, he felt as if his soul was being pulled by someone, and dragged his sleepwalking body towards Tasada, and he focused his attention on the tall, graceful figure directly opposite.

Tasada's blue eyes stared at him again, and he could feel his burning gaze. "James. Renault. Frank. Heath. Tasada recognized them, and his voice echoed in their heads. You are allies of the forces that fought with us before. Tasada's blue eyes flashed, "You're not with him now?" ”

"Yes!" Frank admitted.

He saw that Tasada seemed to stretch his brow, even though he didn't.

"Yes!" Renault found that the control of his body had returned to him, and he said, "At the Battle of Tassanis, when he transferred his target to you, I decided to leave him because they made the most stupid decision. ”

Executive Tasada nodded, a smile-like expression appearing on his long, pointed chin.

"I feel your loss. And anger! The Protoss leader commented on Reynolds, and he commented to Frank, "You've been resisting, but I still feel something. You are mysterious, and there are too many unknowns in you. His comment made Frank feel a sense of emptiness, and he didn't say a word in response to him, but Renault. After hearing the other party's evaluation, he suddenly regained his previous anger. He glared at Tasada. Just yesterday, these abominable Protoss destroyed his fleet! But he could not utter these condemnations. He believed he could know what he was thinking, but apparently it didn't matter anymore.

The Protoss leader turned his face away from them, "The fleet fleet in orbit is yours?" His voice echoed in the minds of the two of them again, Renault nodded angrily, still glaring at each other, and Tasada also nodded, "Yes, they were shot down by my own hands." He admitted.

When these words echoed in Renaud's mind, he didn't feel a trace of guilt or anything else, he felt a kind of deservedness, which made him angry, "Those people are my people, you killed them all!" ”

Tasada shook his head and retorted, "Their death was not caused by me, but by the alien worms. He turned and stared at him calmly, "Your ship has been infestation, and we have to take action. ”

Renault was angry, but he couldn't give the words to contradict him. "But the bugs have invaded my ship." "But my people are still fighting bugs, and you shouldn't have killed them all and left thousands of us on this planet," Renault admitted. ”

The Protoss leader stared at him, there was no anger in his blue eyes, and he felt deep sympathy for Renault and them, but he still said calmly, "That's not our responsibility!" They're all infected, and it's much better to die the most simply and to want to die on the battlefield one by one than to be the minions of the aliens. ”

Alienated Combat Body!

Thinking of the infected Thunderman on the planet Tasannis, Renault couldn't help but tremble, and he thought of Kelly Gen again, maybe he was right, Renault had such a thought, but he couldn't accept it.

Tasada thought that the talks with them were over, "Search for the Empress of Blades!" He said to the Protoss warriors. It also reached the minds of Renault and Frank, which seemed to be intentional on his part.

"You know her?" Renault asked in surprise.

"Her screams resounded in the void!" Tasada replied, "A reminder that a new terrifying creature has been born in the universe. Her psychic power is getting stronger, and the danger caused by her presence cannot be ignored. He said, "I must confirm her strength, and as long as I am here, the insects cannot threaten my people." Eventually, his voice somehow began to turn cold, and Renault didn't know what kind of feud they had with the bugs, but that was clearly not his concern.

"Find her." Tasada said to his warriors, his voice still audible to Renault and Frank, and he added, "Find her!" But don't get into a confrontation with her head-on anyway, just find her and report her location to me. ”

"You're here to fight him?" Renault asked abruptly,

"She's a serious threat to be reckoned with." "It's not a fight, but I don't rule it out, I have to deal with him directly, and I need to watch her carefully so that I can fully understand what he is capable of," Tasada said. ”

"Then I can sue you for her abilities." Frank, who had not spoken, spoke, and said with a smirk, "She's a messenger from hell!" ”

(To be continued......)

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