Fireteam Delta by J. F. Halpin

Author:J. F. Halpin [Halpin, J. F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-28T22:00:00+00:00

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The group stood in a high tower that overlooked the walls of the city.

“So, trees.”

“Trees,” Nowak agreed. He indicated the tree line nearly five hundred meters from the walls. They’d looked further away on the map beside him. It wasn’t thick growth, but it didn’t need to be.

Their biggest advantage was their weapons, and guns were only useful because of their speed, accuracy, and range—something that would be completely meaningless in the dark, with enemies massed behind cover, firing arrows at them.

Had this been a normal fight, they could have fired until the forest itself had been reduced to debris. But as well equipped as they’d been for a small fireteam, they didn’t have the kind of ammo that could support a long battle with tens of shooters. Even with Rhodes’s salvaged gear, which practically dwarfed their own, added in.

“Isn’t this something the city should have thought of?” Summers glanced down to the base of the wall.

“It is, and they did, but according to Nisha, the refugees made the work nearly impossible.” Logan put a hand on the windowsill.

Summers watched as guards and laborers worked to dig pits in the distance. They’d jammed wooden spikes in the ground, hoping to create a barrier between them and the enemy. Some of the refugees helped, knowing that if the barrier failed, they would be the first thing between the enemy and the wall. But most looked to be begging the guards for food.

“You’re talking to that elf an awful lot,” Nowak observed. “Don’t suppose there’s any chance of you getting on her good side?”

“Nisha’s a fanatic—well, not really. I think she’s given Rhodes something like an oath, and elves take those seriously, as you know.”

“Do we know what their army is like yet?” Summers looked over the ground below. The city’s guards numbered around five hundred, with eighty of those being Rhodes and his “personal guard,” Summers and the others included.

He didn’t know much about medieval fights—at least not beyond the idea that walls kept people from stabbing you—but from the sheer amount of people this army had displaced, he couldn’t imagine it would be anything small.

“Archers, infantry, and some kind of cavalry,” Nowak explained. “Horses, or something close to them. From what the refugees have said, they think the army is something around five thousand strong.”

“What the fuck? Five thousand?”

“Yeah. This is a trade city, and not a powerful one. They’re desperate, and I think Rhodes is starting to feel it. Trust me, just getting this much out of him was a hassle. He doesn’t want to put guns in our hands.”

“So, he’s not a complete moron,” Cortez noted.

“Asle’s still here.” Summers spoke in a warning tone.

“Right, but if he just so happens to get hit by one of our recruits, well, that’s just bad luck, isn’t it?”

“Maybe,” Nowak agreed. “But we’d just be shooting ourselves in the foot. It’s not like the city’s going to honor his deal for him.”

“You seriously think Rhodes will keep to his deal?”

“No,” Nowak conceded. “But we should focus on one fight at a time.

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