Battle Earth XII (Book 12) by Nick S. Thomas

Author:Nick S. Thomas
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Swordworks & Miro Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Taylor stood outside the prison entrance as the thousands of free prisoners passed over the downed fences. He could see a number of them were starting to ask where the transports were, and that only brought a smile to his face.

A flash of light erupted above them. One second there was nothing but a bleak open sky, and the next there were dozens of transport ships. He could see the look of utter confusion on many of their faces, and some even started to question if it was all a trick, but they were too desperate to not risk giving it the benefit of the doubt. Rains’ copter came in to land nearby, and he rushed to the door. His mouth was wide open with shock.

“Jackpot,” he shouted as Taylor approached.

“How much time do we have, Eddie?”

“Mmmm….uh….” he muttered, as he looked on at the thousands of people piling aboard the transports.

“Eddie! How long?’” Taylor raised his voice.

“I don’t know. I just fly this thing.”

“What do your scanners say?”

“Right, got you,” he rushed to the cockpit, and Taylor climbed aboard to look for himself.

“Our fighters are a little busy to the south. The Baron has come in to orbit to support us from the west. She’s taking a bit of fire but doing fine.”

“So how long do we have?”

“Right now, I’d say we’re about holding. Longer we’re here, the more pissed off Erdogan is gonna get.”

“How long, Eddie?”

“Notifications from the Diderot say we have incoming in fifteen minutes.”

“Fifteen?”

“Hell, we expected a few hundred, maybe a thousand or so; look at what we got! Between all the sites we must have picked up well over fifty thousand souls. That ain’t no lightweight operation.”

Taylor looked out through the cockpit. The first two transports were full and shutting their doors, but over a dozen more were still loading.”

“What can we do?”

“Nothing. Everyone knows what they must do and what the stakes are. We load until we’re full or we run out of time.”

He watched every second countdown on his watch. When they reached the deadline, they still had more than a thousand people on the ground. Everyone knew they had met the deadline, but their was no sign of the enemy, so nobody mentioned it. As the last few vessels were loaded, Taylor finally gave out a breath of relief.

“Signal Lasure, and tell him we’re getting the hell out of here. And be sure to let the Baron know, too. I don’t wanna be left here.”

“You got it,” said Rains.

Silva was standing just outside the copter alongside Jafar.

“We got away with it, and still no major response after all this time. You think Erdogan is finished?”

“No, but he’s spread thin, I should imagine,” replied Taylor.

“What will he do now?” Silva asked Jafar.

“Try and rally support with the underlords, those who serve him and used to serve Karadag, Demiran, and the other High Lords of the Krys.”

“Sure gonna take him some time,” said Silva.

“The Fatihi, where is it?” Taylor asked, “The only ship we know that has jump capacity, and we haven’t seen it in a long, long time.

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