I'm going to call her: Hyperion

When the ramp was lowered, strong winds mixed with gravel slapped Augustus Power Armor's face mask. This is a planet with an orange-yellow atmosphere and sandy soil. The endless strong winds have permanently changed the landscape of this planet.

Augustus looked up and saw a huge, nearly torn apart steel behemoth crawling in front of him. Amidst the heavy wind and sand, dozens of giant cranes and towers flashed red and green lights, and thousands of Umojan Protectorate engineers and workers stood on the scaffolding that erected it on the bow, stern and sides of the ship.

"An old Behemoth-class Battlecruiser. Even among her siblings of the same class, she is not young."

Eileen Bastide, who had just rushed back to Umojan, walked down the ramp of Augustus. He was wearing a heavy space environment suit instead of Power Armor, so he walked slowly. He was supported by another Umojan Protectorate soldier wearing white Power Armor.

"She appeared at the right time." Augustus said, "This is really a timely help."

"But she still needs repairs, and they are major repairs." Ailin looked at the busy workers and the wreckage of the battlecruiser less than a mile away from him, and smiled.

"Fortunately, we have the most outstanding engineers and the best workers in Koprulu Sector. She will soon return to combat order... Of course, it is ours."

At this time, a Umojan tank that was like an air-cushion yacht and speeding like a ship on the desert came from the direction of the battlecruiser and stopped next to Augustus and Ailin. A Lieutenant General Umojan Protectorate in a gray-white leather military uniform stepped out.

Although Umojan Protectorate was only announced to be established after Guild Wars, its predecessor Umojan Militia was actually a highly professional armed organization that obeyed the Umojan democratically elected parliament.

After Terran Confederacy revealed its ambitions, Umojan Militia received far greater military support than before, and the development direction of cutting-edge technology began to focus on military technology.

"Congressman Pasteur, please forgive me, you must be brought into the security area by a dedicated person. This is top secret. Terrans still doesn't know where the missing battlecruiser has gone." The Umojan general had a serious expression, and he was particularly concerned about Augustus.

"I know that if you are not careful, this will trigger a war." Ailin nodded. "This is very likely to be an excuse for Terran Confederacy to declare war on Umojan in the next step, but the location of the crash Outside the signal coverage of Confederacy, Confederate Congress and Dominion Fleet Command knew nothing about it. By the time they investigated clearly, we had already cracked the battlecruiser construction technology."

Ailin climbed into the car and sat in the back seat with the help of Augustus and the guards. After everyone was seated firmly, a raised light tank shield not only isolated the wind and sand from the outside world, but also provided a good view.

"General, your soldiers are very brave. I heard that you captured this battleship in less than two hours." He said a few words of praise when the chariot was launched.

"In fact, it is better to say that the Confederacy soldiers in this battlecruiser surrendered very quickly." The general was not happy with the compliment. "First, one of our Fleetss received their distress signal. So this unexpected invasion did not evolve into a border dispute or a deportation war, but instead became a humanitarian rescue operation."

"We also received a warm welcome from many people when our rescuers entered the warship to search for the wounded and provided food and medical support to the isolated crew members..."

"This is the best result." Ailin said happily, "I rushed back as soon as I got this exciting news."

"The more exciting news is that there are several space construction engineering vehicles and Arclite Siege Tank in the cargo bay of this battleship, and there is also a squadron of CF/A17G Wraith in the launch bay." The general said as he walked, "These can be put into use immediately."

Augustus did not interrupt, just listened quietly. As the Umojan tank drove towards the fallen battlecruiser, his heart became more and more excited. Even though many parts of the battleship's armor had been damaged after falling from the synchronous orbit to the surface, the shocking cracks and fractures showed the trauma suffered by the battleship, and the light from the welding guns in the hands of workers and intelligent robots was clearly visible.

As Augustus got closer to the battlecruiser, the more he realized the greatness of this battleship. It was about one-third of a mile long and twenty stories high. It looked like a steel city standing in the wind and sand, and Umojan's engineers were about to transport it back to the Umojan Protectorate shipyard closest to here.

The tank stopped at the entrance of the battlecruiser's dock near the ground, and several Umojan Protectorate soldiers holding Electromagnetic Rifle guarded the place.

The Power Armor on Umojan Protectorate is undoubtedly an imitation of Confederacy CMC Power Armor, but its sophistication is far superior to the armor made of Kel-Morian Combine's armor-piercing plates. In Augustus's opinion, the performance of these armors is even better than that of CMC-300.

Passing through the dim corridor inside the ship, Augustus and others arrived at the lower deck connected to the shipyard. About a hundred Umojan workers were here repairing the deck and replacing cables and electronic equipment.

"We removed all positioning devices and tracking transmitters, rehired almost all the crew members of this battlecruiser, including the captain, engineers, technicians, and jump engine technicians, and hired them as technical instructors or instructors at several times or even dozens of times the salary." The general looked at these people and said.

"Umojan will soon have his own Behemoth-class Battlecruiser..." Ailin said excitedly, looking at the busy workers and the renovated console.

"And, Augustus, you happen to need a battlecruiser as your flagship Fleets." He looked at Augustus.

"I thought you would classify this battlecruiser as Umojan Fleets." Augustus's eyes lit up.

"Korhal now needs a battlecruiser far more than we do, but Umojan Protectorate is not so urgent. The technical difficulties related to building this class of battleships will soon be overcome one by one, and after that we will Behemoth-class Battlecruiser, which has been completely repaired and has undergone certain modifications and weapon upgrades using Umojan Protectorate technology, will be handed over to Korhal." General Umojan Protectorate added.

"This is the decision of both the parliament and Umojan Protectorate, and is a reflection of Umojan's full support for the Korhal revolution."

"I swear that I will remember your kindness." Augustus said solemnly, "This battlecruiser will become a symbol of the friendship between the people of Korhal and Umojan."

"The old number and name can no longer be used. You need to give this battleship a new name before towing it back to the dock." Ailin said with a smile, "You can spend some time thinking about it and then tell me."

"I think... the answer is already there." Augustus smiled.

"I want to call her: Hyperion."

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