Galactic Executioner: A Military Scifi Thriller (The Galactic Law Series Book 4) by J.N. Chaney & James S. Aaron

Author:J.N. Chaney & James S. Aaron [Chaney, J.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Variant Publications
Published: 2020-07-18T16:00:00+00:00

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Closer movement caught my attention, and I spotted Stam Jones crouched behind one of the crates. He was still wearing his magnification goggles. His clothes were singed and torn, and a shirtsleeve was missing from the elbow down, his forearm covered in bloody scratches.

“Quiet,” he hissed in a low voice. “They’re best at tracking sound. If you stay along the walls, they won’t pick you up right away.”

Kaffrey was leaning against the wall of the lift, his face looking pale from what I was worried was loss of blood. I moved forward and crouched next to Stam.

“What are you doing here?”

He shook his head. “I realized none of you knew how to remove the lockdown. There’s a sequence of controls, and I’ve got the admin keys. It’s not something we could try to figure out by voice. I expected you to get here a lot sooner.”

“We ran into more trouble in the cafeteria.”

“All right. Well, we need to get down to the middle of this hallway and take that door on the left down there. That’s going to put us in another hallway that goes to the main ops control room. Based on the other hallways in this damn building, I expect there to be either more drones mounted to the ceiling or gun turrets. They’re everywhere. How the hell didn’t I know about this system? We had a security system that was painted over at least a hundred years ago. Can you believe that, Walker? Someone painted over those drones, and then people stopped looking at them. I thought they were old smoke detectors. I’m an idiot. People are dead.”

I had been about to ask him about the sheriff, but I stopped. Instead, I rested a hand on his shoulder. This wasn’t his kind of stress.

“We’re doing the best we can, Stam. That’s all we can do. Focus on the problem in front of you. What have we got here to throw those drones off their patrol paths?”

He nodded, running a hand down his face, leaving streaks in the sweaty dust.

Keldon knelt beside us. “What’s the plan, Stam?”

“You always think that’s so damn funny, don’t you? Haven’t I told you I don’t like jokes about my name? Everybody thinks my name is funny. It’s a family name.”

“The plan,” I reminded him.

Jones blinked. “Right. I think we should send one of these parts sleds down the middle of the hallway. They’ll attack the sled first, then we—I mean you—start shooting them as they approach. I think that will give us a bit of time before they start targeting this end of the hallway.”

I studied the swarm, trying to count the drones. These ones seemed smaller than the others. They couldn’t be carrying the same size weapons or magazines.

“Let’s do it.”

Slowly, we slid along the wall until we reached the first of the flat auto-carts. Each one could lift off the floor about half a meter and had an assist motor so the person driving the cart didn’t pull so much as just steer.

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