Armageddon's Pall by S.F. Edwards

Author:S.F. Edwards [Edwards, S.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: space fleet, Science Fiction, space opera, Cosmic Horror
Publisher: Noble Storm Books
Published: 2017-12-08T22:00:00+00:00

UCSB Date 1003.282

Simulator Bay, UCSBSB-162, Veglid System

The Explosions stormed the passageway of the Gorvian Cruiser. Suppressive fire rained from both directions as Porc’s MeG-CE rushed the Gorvian line. A single Gorvian leapt out to engage him and Porc raised his arm to strike. There was a moment’s hesitation and Porc looked at his forearm. That was all the Gorvian needed and it attacked, plunging a sword into the chest of Porc’s mech suit.

Blazer winced at the scene. This was the fifth round of simulator combat he’d overseen for the Explosions. He tapped the side of his head to activate his micomm. <What happened Porc?>

<Mother Fragging garbage. I tried to extend my blade claws.>

Blazer shook his head and laid a hand on Acknit’s shoulder as he worked the console. “Can you reprogram the system to trigger his monomolecular cutter to his natural blade claw commands?”

Acknit navigated several menus, tapped a few keys then looked back up. The simulated form of the Explosions stood there awaiting their next attempt. “Try it now Porc.”

Porc did as commanded, extending and retracting his monomolecular blade several times. “It’ll do. I don’t know how you all manage this.”

Blazer cocked an eyebrow at that. “Trevis are all of you having these issues?”

“Aye. We all be having trouble adjusting.”

“Why?”

“We be used to each other's differences. Our tactics be relying on them.”

Blazer hadn’t considered that. While most of the Blade Force was Anulian, Gokhead’s MeG-CE featuring Drashig knees, the Explosions were a mix of Tomeris and Nerzain. The Tomeris towered over the smaller Nerzain. Strength versus agility. The MeG-CEs balanced the field. “All right then, it’s back to basics. Remember Tadeh Qudas’ earliest instructions to us all. Acknit, Mikle. Let’s reset and get them ready to go again.”

“Sounds good boss. Give me about twenty pulses,” Acknit replied.

“So why are we pushing the Explosions so hard here Blazer?” Mikle asked from his seat beside Acknit.

“The prison ships mostly. If we get to go after one there’ll be no way to move that many people without taking the ship. We’ll need a ship capture team, and I’d rather have the Explosions with us than a team we don’t know.”

Mikle nodded. “And what about Marda? Are we thinking of borrowing one of their medics.?”

Blazer looked at the Explosions as they awaited the system reset. Each of their three fire teams had a field medic; Telsh the most experienced and skilled of any of them. “We’ll start integration training with Telsh soon. It shouldn’t be that hard a transition. She knows our style.”

Macomm in hand, Marda strode through the door, a bump beginning to show on her abdomen. She took one look around, set her macomm aside, and marched right up to the console. “I don’t think so. They’ve been in there all cycle and need a rest,” she ordered. “You know how the system keeps you pumped up the whole time. They’ll burn out.”

What was it the admiral used to say? ‘Don’t upset the pregnant lady.’ Blazer conceded and turned to Acknit. “You heard the lady.

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