Frozen Fire_A Military Science Fiction Space Opera by CH Gideon & Caleb Wachter & Craig Martelle

Author:CH Gideon & Caleb Wachter & Craig Martelle [Gideon, CH & Wachter, Caleb & Martelle, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2018-12-31T05:00:00+00:00

Seeing Bahamut Zero arrive at the battalion’s new HQ was nothing short of breathtaking, even for Lee Jenkins. Displacing nearly five hundred tons, it bristled with more weaponry than a full company of mechs and had enough armor to stave off at least as many enemy platforms while it eliminated them with murderous precision.

Sixteen railguns in quad-mounts, four LRM launchers with four tubes apiece, four MRM launchers with six tubes apiece, twelve SRM launchers with eight tubes apiece, twenty-two coilguns scattered across its hull, and four plasma cannons of the same design as Cave Troll’s comprised the arsenal of the Armor Corps’ pride and joy.

Fielding Bahamut Zero was normally impractical due to the extensive costs associated with deploying and retrieving it. It took two heavy lifters, working in tandem, to pick the thing off a standard-gravity world and return it to the Dietrich Bonhoeffer. In fact, it had been sixteen years since Bahamut Zero last moved under its own power.

And that had been for a Founding Day parade.

All of which meant that, as shows of support went, the general had just given the most meaningful one that Colonel Jenkins could have hoped for. Akinouye’s message upon arrival was never once uttered, yet nonetheless remained loud and clear to every Terran on Shiva’s Wrath:

We’re staying until the job’s done.

Bahamut Zero rolled to a stop fifty meters from Roy’s position. In deference to the general’s arrival, Jenkins had removed Roy from the central point of the HQ and ceded that territory to his superior officer as both protocol and professional courtesy demanded.

Unexpectedly, Bahamut Zero failed to assume the central position, opting instead for one even more removed than that which Roy occupied.

Elvira, following close behind Bahamut Zero, assumed her assigned slot in the parking lot just as Bahamut Zero’s main boarding ramp lowered and a company of Black Berets disembarked. Black Berets were the special guard units of the Terran Armor Corps, and against the icy white backdrop of Shiva’s Wrath, their all-black uniforms seemed somehow more intimidating than usual.

And as far as Lee Jenkins was concerned, that was saying quite a lot.

He made his way toward the Black Berets’ formation with Styles at his side. They came to a stop just outside the quickly-assembled honor guard and waited at attention for the go-ahead signal.

One of the Black Berets made no show of discretion as he ran a scanner over Jenkins and Styles from a safe distance, while his fellows steadily trained their weapons on the duo.

“Clean!” declared the scanner-wielder.

“Good,” General Akinouye’s voice boomed from the massive vehicle’s speakers.

“Permission to come aboard, General?” Jenkins asked, as protocol dictated.

“Permission granted,” Akinouye acknowledged.

They moved up the steep ramp and came to the mech’s interior, where a young officer silently greeted them and gestured to the rear of the vehicle. Jenkins and Styles silently followed, turning a dozen times along the cramped passageway before arriving at an open door.

Beyond the door was a conference table that looked like something from a trillionaire’s boardroom, and at the head of that table sat General Akinouye.

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