Siege of Terra (The Mavrik Woods Series, Book 1) Read Online Free

old enough to have lived on Earth at some point.
    “I’m not sure how you young people deal with these cycles, why can't we have good old weeks and months?”
    “Still not used to the forty-two day cycle Sir?” Major Lorid asks.
    He shakes his head, “I don’t think I ever will be.”
    I return my attention back to the table and quickly scan through the mission details. I’ve worked with this unit before, hopefully that made the mission easier. Unlikely though.
    I break the silence.
    “Alright. Now, I will move in through the eastern part of the building, Captain Ravenson, you will go west. Major Lorid will go northern along with Sargent Terein. We received word that the southern entrance is blocked off, so you have nothing to worry about there. Alright, head to the barracks, get prepped and get to the building. Double time it people! Recon team moving out! Let’s knock some heads!” I bark at my unit.
     “Hoorah!” They all yell back at me.
    One by one, we file from the room down the corridor and into one of the lifts.
    “Armoury floorm” I say, the lift chimes in response.
    “Well, that was pleasant, how long has he been in command for?” Ravenson asks.
    “That’s not our concern at the moment Captain, focus on the task at hand, understood?” I say.
    “Yes Sir, sorry Sir.”
    “Alright, prep up with all the latest gear. We don’t know what we are walking into and what these things are capable of. We might be outgunned and outmatched, or we might be able to just pop them out of the sky like flies.”
    “Looking forward to it Sir,” Sargent Terein barks out, hatred radiating from his eyes.
    “Something wrong Sargent?” I ask.
    “Thousands of people just died Colonel, what do you think is wrong? We don’t even know why any of this happened.”
    “I know how you must be feeling, but the mission objective comes first, if we come across any of them don’t go trigger happy and don’t compromise the mission, got it?”
    “Yes Sir.”
    “Good, now let’s go get geared up,” I say, walking through the lift doors into one of the smaller hallways, leading my men I take the first turn to the right, into a hallway marked with AMY.1-12.
    I stop in front of the door marked AMY.1, pressing my thumb against the scanner, I wait patiently for the scanner to recognize my print. I hear the hiss as the door opens.
    “Wow, that’s a lot of tech,” Major Lorid says.
    “What, you’ve never been in an armoury before?” I ask.
    “Nope, my missions were always undercover, none of this fancy stuff.”
    “Well then, this should be fun for you,” Ravenson adds.
    “Gentlemen,” a voice says behind me, “I assume you are here for mission departure?”
    I spin around to see a young man. Pure raven black hair flows down to his shoulders, tucked behind his ear though was a pure white stripe. The white hair really threw me off for a second. Similar to a birthmark, instead of the discoloration of the skin it was discoloration of the hair. His facial hair made him look older than he probably is; it looked like he hadn’t shaved in days either.
    “Who are you?” I ask.
    “I’m the one that your military has to thank for all these weapons. The name is Jayon Cofield; I’m the one that has been transportin’ all of these goods from base to base on a ‘need to’ basis.”
    “Then why are you here? If your job is only to transport this gear, why haven’t you left?” Sargent Terein asks.
    “Well, I’m the one that the General assigned to show you the entire collection of fancy new tech we just received. You see, after transportin’ all of it around for years, travelin’ from place to place, you tend to pick up a few things about your cargo.”
    “Well, enlighten us then.”
    “Alright, the latest assault armour we have over here is called s.m.a.r.t armour. I know it might seem kinda cheesy. It stands for Sophisticated Manned Armoured Receptacle Technology. Very handy in a tight spot, it’s designed to