computers.
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Wade watched
the main viewscreen on the Constellation and saw four drop ships rapidly
approaching the ship. Captain Williams had indicated the mission had been a success
with only one casualty and several more marines injured. He felt pain at
knowing they had lost another marine. The Human race was much smaller now than
it had once been and every loss was felt.
He knew that
down on the planet, the communications facility and the nearby barracks and
port facility had been evacuated. Captain Williams had informed the alien races
present that the entire area would shortly be destroyed and that they needed to
get to a safe distance. She had allowed them to take some supplies with them so
they could survive until the next supply ship arrived. Wade knew that there was
a good chance that the Kleese, when they found out what had happened, would eliminate
the survivors. They wouldn’t want anyone left alive that had witnessed Kleese
being killed in the attack. With a heavy sigh, Wade wished there was someway to
save those fleeing the facility below, but there wasn’t. They were on their
own.
“Facility is
targeted,” Colonel Adamson informed Wade. The colonel was standing next to Tactical
waiting for Wade to give the order.
“Fire,” Wade ordered
in a hollow voice, knowing they were about to rain hell down upon the planet.
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From the
Constellation, six of its secondary railguns fired. Brilliant flashes of light
lit up the atmosphere of the planet as the tungsten rounds hurtled toward their
target. The railguns fired twice, sending twelve of their deadly rounds toward
the Kleese facility.
On the planet,
the rounds struck. The communications facility vanished as six fireballs blew
the building apart, even penetrating and destroying the hidden floors beneath.
The same occurred to the barracks and port facility. The ground shook and debris
rained down from the sky. The air was full of smoke, and fire raged where the two
buildings had once stood.
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The surviving aliens
watched from a safe distance. There were nearly two hundred of them, with
twelve of their number in Type Two battle suits. They had enough supplies to
last several months and this planet was hospitable enough that they could survive
on it if necessary. They knew it would be best if the Kleese never found them.
The two leaders of the survivors turned and began walking away. As far as the
Kleese would be concerned, everyone had died in the attack upon the facility.
-
With a sigh of
relief, Wade felt the ship jump into Fold Space. The ship generated an energy
field directly in front of it which warped space and shortened the distance
between two points. The more powerful the energy field, the more space was
warped, allowing the ship to attain even higher speeds. They were now safe from
attack and on their way back home.
Wade heard the
hatch to the Command Center open and turning saw Beth enter. She had removed
her battle suit, taken a shower, and put on her regular marine uniform. “How
was it?” he asked as she walked over to stand next to him. Since their time as
prisoners on the Kleese space station, they'd become very close friends.
“About as
expected,” she replied her eyes focusing on Wade. “We got the information and
the facility is destroyed. The two alien races the Kleese were using as
conscripts are going into the mountains to hide. The Kleese may never know it
was us that did this.”
“That’s good,”
Wade responded pleased with that information. “The longer we can keep the
Kleese from realizing that we’re actively working against them, the better.”
General
Mitchell had informed him that in the coming months more raids were planned. The
Human race had recovered to the point that they could start taking an active role
against the Kleese and their Empire. With a sigh, Wade knew that when he got
back to Vesta he had another important decision to make. His younger brother
wanted to join the military and become a space