(eng) Michael Chatfield - Harmony War 04 by Fernix

Author:Fernix [Fernix]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 35

Factory Complex Three

Blue Moon, Fernix System

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General Ando stood from his bunker. His people had tried to stop him from walking the lines and talking to his people. They had tried and failed. He needed to keep his people’s hopes up. Having them out there and him cowering behind defenses while they had the numerical superiority wouldn’t work for him. They knew the land better than any of these Troopers, and he needed to show his faith in them.

They had been working their way into the Chosen’s lines. He didn’t know how they were doing, but artillery strikes were more accurate than ever and his people were dying all across Blue Moon. They couldn’t sleep, and they couldn’t get out of their armor to get some sleep without being scared that they were going to get bombed. The Troopers might just have mortars, but their Carriers had heavy rail-cannon that could punch through any defenses.

I wish I had been able to help Admiral Zeichner more, he thought. They had butted heads and he had pulled funding from her. It had been short-sighted. Now his people were paying for it in the worst way.

It was the least he could do to walk the lines.

“Alright Clarence, let’s go and say hi to our people,” Ando said rolling his shoulders and stepping into his powered armor.

It was the least he could do to try and comfort the Chosen that fought for Harmony’s cause.

****

Tyler hadn’t seen Mark in a while. After they had got a few days’ rest, they had been working on getting together people who were capable of going into what was no-man’s land to hit the Chosen.

That was still ongoing, but Ortiz had come up with a mission for Mark and Tyler.

There was some kind of commander checking out defenses in an area. Ortiz wanted him taken out; Tyler was the best shot and Mark was the best at close quarters.

He’d been hesitant, but the brothers had caught wind of the operation and he’d given it to them.

Now they were moving across catwalks as the lines raged below. Heavy machine guns sounded like they were miles away instead of right below as they stepped over broken Sections of the walkway.

Mark slung his rifle and grabbed the catwalk’s railing and ambled over to the other side of the walkway. He pulled himself up and brought his rifle around.

“Seems that our times fucking about trying to get recon on gangs’ strongholds are coming in useful,” Tyler said, using the catwalk railing hand over hand to get to the other side. If he let go, it was a hundred-and-fifty-foot drop to the war-torn landscape below. Explosions showered dirt that hadn’t been seen in decades underneath the factories, sending cermite ships everywhere.

“Just a bigger game,” Mark said moving forward. He was silent and watchful, looking out for anything and everything that might be a threat.

“Do you ever wish we stayed?” Tyler asked as they entered a broken pipe and Mark picked up his pace. His AMR was up and ready, but still silent.

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