Heretic's Faith by Randall N. Bills

Author:Randall N. Bills [Bills, Randall N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780451460400
Google: Uv1jAQAACAAJ
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Goodreads: 405446
Publisher: Roc
Published: 2005-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Lightning forked into the fleeing hoverbike pack. Bodies hit directly were vaporized, leaving afterimages on retinas, while the concussion of the energy bolt’s passage skewed the light, one-man machines to the sides, or outright flipped riders headlong into tangled, moss-covered trees, leaving smears of bright red against dark greens and wet browns.

Kisho relaxed his index finger from the primary target interlock trigger on the right joystick. Spoke loud enough for his throat mike to activate. “They are fleeing.”

“Of course they are fleeing,” Smith responded, the sarcasm easily transmitted even through the electronically reproduced voice. “You expect them to stick around for a welcoming committee of ’Mechs and battle armor? With an aerospace strafe thrown in for giggles?”

Kisho ignored the words, wondering why Tivia did not respond to such words. Using foot pedals, he maneuvered the ’Mech around the smoldering remains of a Hatchetman, caught between the furious fusillades of power projected by Tivia’s Shadow Cat, Jing’s Thunderbolt, and the Wendigo. Even as the ’Mech stepped past, the impact of fifty tons of walking metal on the hardened ground caused the armored carcass to cave in, the internal structure of most of the center torso of the hapless Hatchetman completely vaporized, a rotted corpse unnaturally dug up from the comfort of the grave, collapsing under the harsh light of day and the truth of its death.

A sympathetic explosion snapped Kisho’s attention towards his secondary monitor, but sensors registered no additional enemies. The small encampment only held a single ’Mech, a half Star of vehicles, several squads of infantry, and the elusive hoverbikes. He knew most of the battle armor, after a quick defense, had melted away into the underbrush after the Hatchetman and the four vehicles were annihilated in short order. Beyond that, a few burning buildings were all that marked the spot for this cache of Raiders.

But to where? He pulled the Wendigo to a halt as fear began to worm its way back from its trapped cage deep within him. Has to be another camp . . . not the primary camp.

“Well, seems like you sure did find the Raiders’ camp.”

The words burned like laser shots from a pulse rifle, stitching a bruised soul, tearing away the last vestige of the cage. His pulse quickened and breathing became claustrophobic in the tight confines of the cockpit as realization dawned. I made it up. There was no vision. I just pointed and pretended I found a vision. Found anything . . . and I found nothing.

He began to tremble, as not even Tivia responded to such a provocation.

How did Hisa . . .

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