reproducing the Torrian drug being used to control the Milgari. Several compounds had been created in an attempt to block the effects of the drug; none had been successful during the trials on the Milgari captives that we held. George wondered if we were dealing with an altered DNA, a problem for which there would be no easy cure.
With my morning tasks out of the way I called the Colonel into my office to plan for our ground assault on Mortel. Our converted Milgari cruisers and frigates would perform clumsily in the thick atmosphere of Mortel. The initial assault from the air would be done with our Raiders followed closely behind with boots on the ground. Four assault transports and their shuttles would be parked in low orbit and the Teldaki Marines would be deployed.
I would be riding aboard the Helix with the Swift being in her cargo hold. When the ground assault came to a conclusion I would then take the Swift out to meet with the designated Dakar officer. I had seen to it that the officer in question would be Feta Lunge.
Chapter 3
We arrived on the outskirts of the Mortel system with three troop transports carrying 55,000 ground assault troops, 22 Raiders along with their 880 Marines and four Defenders. Contact with the Dakar was made and an attack time coordinated. The Milgari had 4 cruisers, 7 destroyers and 12 frigates parked in orbit around Mortel. They were not in a good state of readiness.
When the time came it was complete chaos for the Milgari. I was riding with Jarrod in the Helix as the attack began. "Fletcher! Target those towers and let’s take this compound down! Scans show 8,312 Milgari down there with various vehicles and weapons. That square building to the left should be the armory, target it next!"
The Helix swooped down from the skies. Light ion fire could be seen impacting our hull. The Tantric armor along with the ion dissipaters easily handled the small weapons fire. The four guard towers surrounding the garrison were quickly vaporized. The Helix swooped outward, performed an inverted roll and came back towards the armory building. In a flash the building exploded with a bright fury.
The Helix set down just outside the compound and the 40 Marines on-board piled out. "Bagwell! Take left flank. I want those barracks cleaned out! Rollins! Bring your team with me. We are hitting that storehouse to the right followed up by the officer’s quarters. Check you conventionals as that ion bomb should go off in three… two… one…" A bright yet brief flash suppressed any ion activity in the area.
As the action began I stood and turned to Jarrod, "I’m going out there. Those men need…" Jarrod grabbed my arm, "Ho there Chief, you just sit your butt back down here. Timmons and his men do not need your support. What they need is for you to sit tight and then meet up with your Dakar counterpart when this is all done. Sorry Sir, but you will be sitting this one out!"
Jarrod would not release my arm. Despite my larger frame and younger body his grip was like a steel vice. I was soon sitting in my chair switching between various views of the ongoing battles. I tuned into Timmons’ channel, "Blow that door and follow up with a couple nades! Scan is showing eight Milgari in there. As officers, they will be the thinkers, makes them the most deadly while we are running conventional. When that second nade blows, let’s hit that door running!"
Timmons’ video feed momentarily shook as the two grenades exploded within the officer’s quarters. Eight Marines rushed in and gunfire was immediately evident. Ak-ak-ak-ak-ak-ak! Ak-ak! Ak-ak! The quarters were quickly cleared of any threat. I sat gripping the arms of my chair as the action passed me by.
Jarrod then spoke, "It is tough isn’t it Sir, sitting back and watching while the others charge in. When I first converted to being a pilot I thought I would be on top of the world. Sitting in comfort, having the ability to flip through all the screens of
With my morning tasks out of the way I called the Colonel into my office to plan for our ground assault on Mortel. Our converted Milgari cruisers and frigates would perform clumsily in the thick atmosphere of Mortel. The initial assault from the air would be done with our Raiders followed closely behind with boots on the ground. Four assault transports and their shuttles would be parked in low orbit and the Teldaki Marines would be deployed.
I would be riding aboard the Helix with the Swift being in her cargo hold. When the ground assault came to a conclusion I would then take the Swift out to meet with the designated Dakar officer. I had seen to it that the officer in question would be Feta Lunge.
Chapter 3
We arrived on the outskirts of the Mortel system with three troop transports carrying 55,000 ground assault troops, 22 Raiders along with their 880 Marines and four Defenders. Contact with the Dakar was made and an attack time coordinated. The Milgari had 4 cruisers, 7 destroyers and 12 frigates parked in orbit around Mortel. They were not in a good state of readiness.
When the time came it was complete chaos for the Milgari. I was riding with Jarrod in the Helix as the attack began. "Fletcher! Target those towers and let’s take this compound down! Scans show 8,312 Milgari down there with various vehicles and weapons. That square building to the left should be the armory, target it next!"
The Helix swooped down from the skies. Light ion fire could be seen impacting our hull. The Tantric armor along with the ion dissipaters easily handled the small weapons fire. The four guard towers surrounding the garrison were quickly vaporized. The Helix swooped outward, performed an inverted roll and came back towards the armory building. In a flash the building exploded with a bright fury.
The Helix set down just outside the compound and the 40 Marines on-board piled out. "Bagwell! Take left flank. I want those barracks cleaned out! Rollins! Bring your team with me. We are hitting that storehouse to the right followed up by the officer’s quarters. Check you conventionals as that ion bomb should go off in three… two… one…" A bright yet brief flash suppressed any ion activity in the area.
As the action began I stood and turned to Jarrod, "I’m going out there. Those men need…" Jarrod grabbed my arm, "Ho there Chief, you just sit your butt back down here. Timmons and his men do not need your support. What they need is for you to sit tight and then meet up with your Dakar counterpart when this is all done. Sorry Sir, but you will be sitting this one out!"
Jarrod would not release my arm. Despite my larger frame and younger body his grip was like a steel vice. I was soon sitting in my chair switching between various views of the ongoing battles. I tuned into Timmons’ channel, "Blow that door and follow up with a couple nades! Scan is showing eight Milgari in there. As officers, they will be the thinkers, makes them the most deadly while we are running conventional. When that second nade blows, let’s hit that door running!"
Timmons’ video feed momentarily shook as the two grenades exploded within the officer’s quarters. Eight Marines rushed in and gunfire was immediately evident. Ak-ak-ak-ak-ak-ak! Ak-ak! Ak-ak! The quarters were quickly cleared of any threat. I sat gripping the arms of my chair as the action passed me by.
Jarrod then spoke, "It is tough isn’t it Sir, sitting back and watching while the others charge in. When I first converted to being a pilot I thought I would be on top of the world. Sitting in comfort, having the ability to flip through all the screens of
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