action on my display as they were happening, heck I can even rewind and watch any aspect of it I want for a second time! But there is no substitute for the thrill of boots on the ground."
"I did some hard action back in the last war. My unit charged more than a dozen ships back then and blasters were all that was used. When the fight was over you would come back without half of your team and with their blood and guts soaking the outside of your battle suit. But there is nothing like that feeling that comes from victory when you feel that victory was partially earned by you. It’s an adrenaline addiction."
I sat back in my chair and sighed, "It’s an addiction alright. To me there is almost nothing worse than sitting around watching while others risk their lives. It just doesn’t sit right with me. I want to be right in the mix, right where I can make a difference." Jarrod looked at me silently for several seconds, "That’s what separates you from most leaders Don. You are willing to get in there and fight side by side with these men, no matter the odds."
"Anyone can sit back and bark orders from a console. If you studied our history, you would see that happen time and again. Take Colonel Hammond from the 22nd war or Mouser from the 8th. They are regarded as great leaders, not because they died fighting for the Grid, but because they spent a lot of their time on the front lines. And don’t think the men don’t see that. Heck, look at the organization you have put together here. Everyone respects you because you are willing to give it your all. And when that will, that determination and that attitude happens at the top, great things can happen!"
The ground assault of the garrison lasted for nearly an hour. Twelve Teldaki prisoners were freed from the small prison block within the compound. They were half starved and had been severely beaten. The medical bay of the Helix was put into service to offer immediate care. The 12 would make it, but their minds and bodies would show the scars of their captivity for the rest of their lives.
Our 40 Marines had taken out a compound of 300 Milgari. With our weapons advantage it was not a fair fight. The Helix lifted off towards our next target. It was a complex of buildings sitting on top of an Emerald mine shaft. The buildings would have to be cleared before the miners could be liberated from the below.
When the Helix set down, I jumped from my chair before Jarrod could lay hold to my arm. I was going in, "Sorry Jarrod, but I need to be in there mixing it up. I’ll follow Timmons and try to stay out of trouble, but I can’t promise anything. The sooner we get all these mines cleared the sooner this is over."
"There are over 1,500 mines on this planet and until they are all cleaned out I can’t meet with the Dakar. We need to be thorough and complete as impression to them means everything. If we want the Dakar to fight beside us against the Milgari and Torrians we have to show them how good we are!"
I turned and hurried down the hall to my quarters. I pulled a case from under my bunk and opened it to reveal the AK-47 that lay within. Jeb had seen to it that the wooden stock had an engraving burned into it. "Point other end and pull trigger!" It was an instruction that I was not in need of, but the sarcastic humor that it suggested always made me smile.
I joined Timmons’ squad when I hit the ground. "We have 16 buildings to clear! Rollins! This time take your squad to designate one, I’ll be with Bagwell in designate four. If resistance gets heavy then by all means pull back and re-evaluate. Time is a factor, but it is not critical. I want everyone coming back alive. Now keep your asses down and clear every space where one of those tri-heads could be hiding, we don’t want any ambushes!"
The negative ion bomb detonated and the green indicators on our helmet displays gave the go ahead. Before reaching the first building three Milgari soldiers appeared. They charged at