Chimera Company: Deep Cover. Issue 7: A sci-fi adventure serial. (Chimera Company Season 2) by Tim C. Taylor

Author:Tim C. Taylor [Taylor, Tim C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Human Legion Publications
Published: 2019-11-18T22:00:00+00:00

VETCH ARUNSEN

Hugging cover all the way, they crept up on the rebel convoy. The soldiers had unassed the trucks, and were about to spread out and search the village when a lone figure strode out from the storehouses to meet them.

“Returned to the scene of your crime, have you?” It was a Zhoogene dressed in the same Panhandler neckerchief as the two they’d seen disappear into the burning village. He seemed familiar, but Vetch couldn’t place him. “You’ve got a nerve coming back here.”

“This?” The RevRec leader gestured at the devastation. “You think we did this? Are you mad? Explain yourself and you’d better make it fucking good.” He made a show of charging his blaster. “I’m not in a good mood.”

“Keep moving,” Vetch urged Darant.

They filtered along a row of blazing retail stores, keeping low beneath the walled-off loading yards at the back.

“You shot these defenseless civilians,” thundered the Zhoogene, hidden from Vetch and Darants’ view but his voice ringing clear. “Massacred those who looked to you for protection. The people of this world will hold the Revolutionary Forces of Reconciliation responsible, and they will turn upon you and destroy you.”

“Why are you saying that shit?”

Darant had pushed on ahead, making for the end of the shops from which they could drop around behind the convoy.

“Because we have footage of you committing the massacre,” the Zhoogene said.

Under cover of the stunned silence, Vetch checked Fitz and Enthree were in position a short distance behind them. Then he hurried off to join up with Darant who suddenly shouldered his blaster and took aim.

Vetch pulled alongside and saw one of the apparent Panhandlers walk out of the burning store on the end of the row, and get ready to sneak behind the rear of the RevRec rebels. The Pryxian looked disoriented for a moment as he exited the blaze but otherwise unscathed. How did his clothes not even smolder?

“Sorry, Lucerne,” Vetch told his war hammer as he slung her over his back and cradled his light blaster in his hands. “You’ll taste some skulls soon. I promise.”

Once again, he checked Fitz and Enthree. They were holding position, Fitz waving at Vetch to hold fire. When he saw he’d gotten Vetch’s attention, Fitz pointed back at the storehouse trying to convey with gestures what was coming.

Vetch was no good at these party games. But he got the message that what was headed his way was big. And bad.

“Darant,” he whispered. “We’ve got trouble inbound. Eight o’clock.”

“Do I take the shot?”

Vetch sucked in a deep breath, and almost choked on the smoke and stink of overcooked meat. What was he leading the remnants of Raven Company into? Fitz complicated everything. Vetch had wanted to thrash it out when they got downtime, but it couldn’t wait. Soon as this action was over, Fitz would have some talking to do.

Meanwhile, Vetch didn’t feel like taking orders. He felt much more like taking revenge.

“Wait for my signal,” he whispered to Darant. “But, yes. Waste the Pryxian.”

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