Laser
that.”
    Lee didn’t know what he meant, but when he filled her in on their next assignment, she didn’t really care. It was time to work.
     
    Sixteen hours later, she was back in her exoskeleton and they were rocking toward the surface of another world. This situation was going to be a little more involved than the previous one. Sixteen people were being held hostage and they were being held underground. If the negotiator didn’t like how things were going, the tunnel they were in would collapse on them.
    Facing reporters was a new experience for her. Lee remained slightly behind him and followed Sting out of the ship and toward the cluster of folk who were waiting for them to arrive.
    Laser kept her face calm and sober, her makeup had been retouched, and she did indeed look particularly creepy with the dark circles around her eyes.
    Her gaze swept over the gathered grouping, and she tried not to show her surprise. The locals were short and cuddly, with vicious fangs and hostile gazes.
    Vid crews were standing by, and cameras were aiming at them as they approached.
    Sting moved toward the group, and he began speaking in a low rolling tone.
    The implants in her skull began to assist in the translation, and she watched as he asked what he could do to smooth things over.
    The worried contingent was surprisingly aggressive. They refused to give in to the demands of the kidnappers. It was a matter of family honour.
    The G’bar had tribal issues, and they were taking it out in an Imperium territory.
    Sting gave Laser an education as to what they were there for. “We don’t care where you hold your battles, unless it is on Imperium territory. Your government leased this area to the Imperium and we are defending that lease. Leave and allow us to evacuate those captured.”
    She blinked but kept her face impassive. She had found the entry point to the underground spot where the victims were being kept. Heat vision was very handy.
    As she watched, Sting’s spikes extended beyond his skin. Apparently, he was fixing to fight.
    The G’bar united and attacked.
    Laser started firing stun rounds into the crowd and Sting shouted, “Get them out!”
    She sprinted to the underground passage, stunning the G’bar holding the detonator. Sting was dealing with the twenty G’bar attacking, and he seemed to be holding his own. Only three could reach him at a time.
    Five of the locals were coming after her, but when she dropped the monitor pod, she could fire and run at the same time, so she did.
    The doorway was in a cellar-type construction with three G’bar guarding it. She fired and they dropped.
    Laser was really hoping that there were not any explosives on the other side of the door when she grabbed the entire framework and ripped it away.
    She threw the door to one side and shrugged. “Huh. It was rigged to blow.”
    With the doorway free, she started down the steps as fast as she could move. The G’bar with weapons were flattened to the wall as she passed. The ball of heat was in front of her. About a hundred meters down the hall; she found her targets.
    She beckoned to the huddled aliens and waved them out and toward the exit. They moved slowly at first and then picked up speed when no one stopped them from leaving.
    Once she had confirmed that all the victims were moving, she turned her back on the room where they had been held and she herded them back toward daylight.
    Occasionally, she had to use a stun blast at an incoming G’bar. There were only three left in the hall with her when the thunder of the blast ripped through the stone. Laser coughed and did what she had to do. Why is it always explosions?
     
    * * * *
     
    Sting watched the bomber strike the detonator, and he turned to the doorway in time to see running G’bar and clouds of dust billowing out. “Laser!”
    He used his spikes to claw his way through the crowd, bodies dropped everywhere as the venom released on contact. He forgot about trying to keep some of
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