The spinning, whirling heads mounted on top of layer after layer of thick, titanium alloy reinforced by the crystalline mineral developments protecting sophisticated anti-stealth, detection, and lock on technologies made up the primary defense visible around the huge, crash-landed behemoth battlecruiser.
The monstrous capital ship, the Iron Rock, had crashed several days ago after a skirmish with the Zerg. And in the four days, the crash-site had been shifted into one of the most impressive fortresses in the Koprulu Sector. The "hammerhead" of the ship had plowed right through the mountain, leaving the "neck" of the ship, as well as the entire engine housing, and half of the hanger bay buried under the mineral-rich mountainside.
The area itself was located in a narrow, narrow valley, barely holding the irreparable Yamato Battlecruiser. The wings of the ship were only twenty feet on either side from the walls of the red-rock canyon on the ruined homeworld of Auir.
Lining the edges of the cliffs on either side were the huge missile turrets. Normal, to the visible eye, but the missile firing platform had been replaced, taking away the longbolt missiles, and furnishing the new Hell-Fire Anti-Air Missile pack that was outfitted on all of the Goliath class battlesuits. The automated systems kept the housing platform whirling around, constantly searching for an enemy unit to be taken out of the sky.
Protruding from the wall that the battlecruiser had plowed through, the very tip of the bridge of the cruiser could be seen, with scaffolding around the nozzle that fired that Yamato Cannon, the namesake of the cruiser. The Yamato Cannon was the brainchild of Confederate Scientists on Tarsonis before its untimely demise at the hands of the voracious Zerg species. Using an intense magnifying field to focus small nuclear explosions into a cohesive beam of energy, it is a most impressive weapon, to say the least.
The Cruiser itself seemed unaffected, but if one checked their radar equipment closely, one would notice a slight difference between the Iron Rock and other Yamato Battlecruisers; an energy field. It was identical to the Protoss Psionic Fields that surrounded their ships and ground troops. It kept the rock from actually touching the hull of the Terran ship, and for this, the one-man crew was most thankful.
The open area of the cul-de-sac the cruiser had crash-landed into was a narrow valley that opened up into a huge, barren desert, obviously the place of a barrage of mini-nukes dropped by the Confederacy decades ago. That field was dotted with radar blips, but nothing was visible to the eye.
These were the effect of three days of constant replenishing of Vulture Hovercycles with Spider Mines. The four legged kamikaze mines were nothing more than advanced magnitized mines with a computer system allowing the mechanical monsters to scuttle towards an enemy that got too close on the ground.
The most narrow point to the valley, which had recently been dubbed "Yamato Canyon" because of the battlecruiser was lined along the walls with 20mm autocannons that popped from the walls as an enemy stopped by, and unloaded the cartridges of spikes into an opponent before sliding back into the wall to wait for the nanite factory in the bowels of the machine to create a new cartridge which would be fired as soon as another opponent got careless.
Along the ground in the choke-point were plasma based perdition flame-throwers that were considered "Floor traps" that flipped out of the ground, and fired twin sprays of liquid fire onto an enemy, only to disappear and allow for the firing nozzles to cool down enough to be fired once more without risk of malfunction.
On the upper walls of the cliffs past the choke point were Arclite 120mm cannons, obviously removed from the Siege Tanks that accompanied so many squads of marines on skirmishes on the ground.
Lining the west wing of the Iron Rock were twenty Scavenger hovercycles, AKA Vultures. They were lifeless at the moment, resting on their metallic stomachs, dust covering the usually shining exterior. The pilots of the machines obviously hadn't been around for a while, because Vulture pilots were infamous for caring more for their bikes than for their friends.
One could hardly blame them. Vulture pilots spent more time above the ground than on it, and the ion thrusters had more than likely saved the lives more times than they would care to remember.
The hanger bay doors hung open like the jaw of some great, toothless monster, threatening swallow anything into its blackened maw. Towards the back of the wall sat nearly an entire fleet of Wraiths, Valkyries, and amazingly, 5 Protoss Scouts. They were unusable to Terran, who hadn't the knowledge of the Protoss' advanced technologies, or the Psionic emanations to start up the pylon-based machinery. And lining another wall, sat two squads, 24 shining, perfect Condition Kel-Morian Goliath Heavy Assault Battlesuits.
The right hanger bay was closed up tightly, locking out any natural light, leaving the stadium-like room lit by only the luminescent lights from the high ceiling. The makings of a ComSat station were already in progress.
Then, what no one could see, and probably the most technologically advanced research facility in the entire Koprulu Sector, was being built deep underneath the ground where the Battlecruiser had landed. After two days of construction, the marvel of science was nearly completed. It had the researching capabilities of a Science Facility, with both attached Physics Lab and Cover Ops centers, that of an Engineering Bay, an Academy, an Armory, a Star Port's Control Tower, a Machine Shop, and a Nuclear/Biological research facility.
It took up nearly fifty times the Behemoth Battlecruiser's size and half of the work for the crew of SCVs was already completed. All they had to do was layer the massive cavern with thick walls of titanium to keep the ground from collapsing in on the cavern. The areas were separated like warehouses, one dedicated to the Science Facility, another for the Physics Lab, yet another for the Covert Ops (This area required special clearance from the automated defense system covering the only entrance to the sector), still more for each of the other areas: The Engineering Bay, the Academy, the Armory, the Control Tower, the Machine Shop, and the Nuclear/Biological research facility.
The area itself was thee floors thick, and three battlecruisers in diameter at any given point in the cylindrical shaped base. It was a safe-haven, a defensive parameter, a city, and a government installation all at once, and it all belonged to one man: James Rialak, the last in the ruling "Empire" of the Terran factions, also the Prince of Moria.
He had taken a precaution against Protoss and Zerg Cerebrates. There was a net just under the surface of the dust-layered ground. A Psi dampening field, blocking out the psionic waves the Protoss fed off of, and denying the Zerg Cerebrates the ability to control their broods. Protoss entering the netted area, covering the entire canyon, and far beyond it, feel a loss of the link with the Kahla, making them feel afraid, lost, and confused. The Dark Templar, those who never accepted the Kahla feel somewhat sick, physically ill and their bending of the shadows is rendered useless.
And this was his base, and soon, it would be far greater...
The monstrous capital ship, the Iron Rock, had crashed several days ago after a skirmish with the Zerg. And in the four days, the crash-site had been shifted into one of the most impressive fortresses in the Koprulu Sector. The "hammerhead" of the ship had plowed right through the mountain, leaving the "neck" of the ship, as well as the entire engine housing, and half of the hanger bay buried under the mineral-rich mountainside.
The area itself was located in a narrow, narrow valley, barely holding the irreparable Yamato Battlecruiser. The wings of the ship were only twenty feet on either side from the walls of the red-rock canyon on the ruined homeworld of Auir.
Lining the edges of the cliffs on either side were the huge missile turrets. Normal, to the visible eye, but the missile firing platform had been replaced, taking away the longbolt missiles, and furnishing the new Hell-Fire Anti-Air Missile pack that was outfitted on all of the Goliath class battlesuits. The automated systems kept the housing platform whirling around, constantly searching for an enemy unit to be taken out of the sky.
Protruding from the wall that the battlecruiser had plowed through, the very tip of the bridge of the cruiser could be seen, with scaffolding around the nozzle that fired that Yamato Cannon, the namesake of the cruiser. The Yamato Cannon was the brainchild of Confederate Scientists on Tarsonis before its untimely demise at the hands of the voracious Zerg species. Using an intense magnifying field to focus small nuclear explosions into a cohesive beam of energy, it is a most impressive weapon, to say the least.
The Cruiser itself seemed unaffected, but if one checked their radar equipment closely, one would notice a slight difference between the Iron Rock and other Yamato Battlecruisers; an energy field. It was identical to the Protoss Psionic Fields that surrounded their ships and ground troops. It kept the rock from actually touching the hull of the Terran ship, and for this, the one-man crew was most thankful.
The open area of the cul-de-sac the cruiser had crash-landed into was a narrow valley that opened up into a huge, barren desert, obviously the place of a barrage of mini-nukes dropped by the Confederacy decades ago. That field was dotted with radar blips, but nothing was visible to the eye.
These were the effect of three days of constant replenishing of Vulture Hovercycles with Spider Mines. The four legged kamikaze mines were nothing more than advanced magnitized mines with a computer system allowing the mechanical monsters to scuttle towards an enemy that got too close on the ground.
The most narrow point to the valley, which had recently been dubbed "Yamato Canyon" because of the battlecruiser was lined along the walls with 20mm autocannons that popped from the walls as an enemy stopped by, and unloaded the cartridges of spikes into an opponent before sliding back into the wall to wait for the nanite factory in the bowels of the machine to create a new cartridge which would be fired as soon as another opponent got careless.
Along the ground in the choke-point were plasma based perdition flame-throwers that were considered "Floor traps" that flipped out of the ground, and fired twin sprays of liquid fire onto an enemy, only to disappear and allow for the firing nozzles to cool down enough to be fired once more without risk of malfunction.
On the upper walls of the cliffs past the choke point were Arclite 120mm cannons, obviously removed from the Siege Tanks that accompanied so many squads of marines on skirmishes on the ground.
Lining the west wing of the Iron Rock were twenty Scavenger hovercycles, AKA Vultures. They were lifeless at the moment, resting on their metallic stomachs, dust covering the usually shining exterior. The pilots of the machines obviously hadn't been around for a while, because Vulture pilots were infamous for caring more for their bikes than for their friends.
One could hardly blame them. Vulture pilots spent more time above the ground than on it, and the ion thrusters had more than likely saved the lives more times than they would care to remember.
The hanger bay doors hung open like the jaw of some great, toothless monster, threatening swallow anything into its blackened maw. Towards the back of the wall sat nearly an entire fleet of Wraiths, Valkyries, and amazingly, 5 Protoss Scouts. They were unusable to Terran, who hadn't the knowledge of the Protoss' advanced technologies, or the Psionic emanations to start up the pylon-based machinery. And lining another wall, sat two squads, 24 shining, perfect Condition Kel-Morian Goliath Heavy Assault Battlesuits.
The right hanger bay was closed up tightly, locking out any natural light, leaving the stadium-like room lit by only the luminescent lights from the high ceiling. The makings of a ComSat station were already in progress.
Then, what no one could see, and probably the most technologically advanced research facility in the entire Koprulu Sector, was being built deep underneath the ground where the Battlecruiser had landed. After two days of construction, the marvel of science was nearly completed. It had the researching capabilities of a Science Facility, with both attached Physics Lab and Cover Ops centers, that of an Engineering Bay, an Academy, an Armory, a Star Port's Control Tower, a Machine Shop, and a Nuclear/Biological research facility.
It took up nearly fifty times the Behemoth Battlecruiser's size and half of the work for the crew of SCVs was already completed. All they had to do was layer the massive cavern with thick walls of titanium to keep the ground from collapsing in on the cavern. The areas were separated like warehouses, one dedicated to the Science Facility, another for the Physics Lab, yet another for the Covert Ops (This area required special clearance from the automated defense system covering the only entrance to the sector), still more for each of the other areas: The Engineering Bay, the Academy, the Armory, the Control Tower, the Machine Shop, and the Nuclear/Biological research facility.
The area itself was thee floors thick, and three battlecruisers in diameter at any given point in the cylindrical shaped base. It was a safe-haven, a defensive parameter, a city, and a government installation all at once, and it all belonged to one man: James Rialak, the last in the ruling "Empire" of the Terran factions, also the Prince of Moria.
He had taken a precaution against Protoss and Zerg Cerebrates. There was a net just under the surface of the dust-layered ground. A Psi dampening field, blocking out the psionic waves the Protoss fed off of, and denying the Zerg Cerebrates the ability to control their broods. Protoss entering the netted area, covering the entire canyon, and far beyond it, feel a loss of the link with the Kahla, making them feel afraid, lost, and confused. The Dark Templar, those who never accepted the Kahla feel somewhat sick, physically ill and their bending of the shadows is rendered useless.
And this was his base, and soon, it would be far greater...