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Time War: Invasion
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Author: Nick S. Thomas
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now, it will be where that machine is."
    "Sarge, you don't really believe this shit?"
    "It's not for me to believe it or not, Porter. If there is the faintest chance Beyett is right, we have to act, now."
    "Vi, come in, Frasi, Chas?" Corwin called over the comms, but there was nothing.
    "Signal's being jammed, and I'm getting some weird energy readings," said Hunter.
    Corwin looked down at his own pad and saw the energy signature for himself.
    "I've never seen anything like it."
    He brought up the map. Data had been automatically input from all members of the team until they lost signal. He could see Beyett’s last recorded position.
    "Come on, let's move it!"
    They got up to a running pace as he followed in Beyett’s footsteps. They took a bend at a crossroads and found four soldiers approaching them. Two were carrying a heavy support weapon and tripod, but Corwin did not even break strike. He opened fire with a burst into the first. His shots were absorbed by the soldier’s body armour, but the impacts were enough to make him stumble into the woman behind him. Before the two could recover, Corwin took better aim, putting two shots into the first soldier’s legs so that he dropped to the ground, and then fired another two into the woman's face.
    The gun crew were riddled with bullets from Harland and Porter who had kept close by Corwin's side, and then Porter quickly fired a burst into the wounded soldier as he lay writhing in pain. They carried onwards in a cautious but efficient manner, but Rane stopped beside the heavy weapon the enemy had been carrying. He slid his rifle around onto his back and unclipped the hulking weapon from its mounts.
    "Come on, you don't need it!"
    But he ignored the Sergeant completely.
    "Mine," he stated with a grin.
    His arms shook a little with the strain of the weight, but he managed and refused to put it down. It was a triple-barrelled sustain fire support weapon a metre and a half long, with a huge box magazine protruding from one side and looked no lighter than the weight of an average man. He ran on after the rest of them looking rather pleased with himself.
    They made their way through several more corridors and rooms that were empty and quiet before reaching Beyett's last known position. They were in a large dome shape room, but it wasn't at all clear what purpose it served. Then out of the corner of Corwin's eye he noticed a doorway crack open just a few millimetres. He spun around quickly and took aim.
    "Wait!"
    They heard Beyett scream from inside as the door swung open, and he stepped out. He looked scared, as if he had been hiding in there, and he was alone.
    "Where the fuck is Nylund and Tano?"
    "We...we got separated. There was some big monstrous thing."
    His voice was shaky, and his face had a deep cut from jaw to ear. His rifle was nowhere to be seen, and he clutched his side arm tightly with both hands.
    "What are we dealing with here?"
    "Something...big."
    It was a surprise to them all to hear the most intelligent among them be so unable to express himself, but he simply pointed behind them. Corwin turned quickly to see a three-metre tall humanoid form armoured mechanical suit striding towards them. It was crude in design, but thickly armoured and looked immensely powerful.
    "Cover!"
    It was just twenty metres away down a long corridor when lights flashed, and its weapon systems opened fire. Corwin jumped and rolled into cover as shots slammed into the group where he’d just been standing. He hit the wall hard near the opening to the corridor and quickly leaned around to take a few shots, but all glanced off the monstrous armoured suit. He looked back. Rane was flat on his back with scorch marks burnt into his right arm and face. He was struggling to get back up. Harland was firing on full auto as the monster approached, but his efforts seemed to do little to slow its advance.
    Corwin drew out a grenade, primed it, and rolled it into the corridor. He fell back into cover
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