Fomorian Brigade (Gene Soldiers Book 1) by James David Victor

Author:James David Victor [Victor, James David]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2021-10-04T16:00:00+00:00

1025 . . .

1008 . . .

985 . . .

“Frack!” Carl hit the release on his chest to feel the powerful punch, as if some god had snatched him out of the air. He was rising as his glider caught the wind, and he was grabbing the handles to control it.

It was awkward, and he was swaying. He clearly had nowhere near the practice that the others had.

“Tighten up, Sebastian!” Abrams was shouting over the comms as the Dog almost performed a perfect loop.

Target zone reached . . .

His digital display on the inside of his visor reminded him that he was about to land, and he was suddenly looking down to see an area with a long green sward which Specialist Mendiata was already standing up in, releasing the catches for her parachute behind. Specialist Tucker was just hitting the grass and rolling, his parachute trailing behind him.

Dammit! Carl swore, pulling hard on the glider handlebars so that he swerved toward the land.

His feet hit the earth, and he was running—but he had come in too fast, and he was rising again, bouncing back into the air.

“Sebastian!” he heard Abrams shouting as he tried to slow his flight again, turning the glider . . .

But the thin material had caught in the rangy, twisting branches of the nearest trees. It was pulling him toward them as the material wrapped itself around the boughs and trunks, half lifting him from his feet and swinging him around like a pendulum.

Carl hit the glider release catches on his shoulders to fall from almost ten feet in the air. He landed on the soil in a bouncing, skidding roll. That sent clods of grass and earth everywhere on either side before he finally came to a halt at the foot of some alien tree the size of a tank.

“Ugh . . .” Carl groaned as he flopped onto his back, panting.

“Well, that was close, infantry.” Mendiata calmly walked up to him, offering her hand to haul him from the ground. “Look.” She nodded beyond where he had landed. On the other side of the giant tree, its roots clung to the edge of a ledge of rock that fell an easy thirty feet straight down to a fast-moving, rocky river.

“I don’t feel very lucky,” Carl groaned.

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