Honor of the Legion by Leo Champion

Author:Leo Champion [Champion, Leo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Henchman Press
Published: 2017-01-10T00:00:00+00:00

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It hadn’t been the rushed fight Kaggs had expected; it had been a slaughter, killing most of the Qings while they slept or fought to wake. He’d only lost three men, one shot through the throat and two others dying, cut so badly there was no way they would live.

For that…

“Fifty-three,” said Shenko. “Cleaned out the last of ‘em. There’s fifty-three.”

Kaggs’ biggest fear had been that some of the Qings would be in the blockhouse, really just a raised bunker but a strongpoint regardless, of the depot. That they’d hole up in there and snipe; winkling them out without breaching charges or grenades would have been a bitch.

So he’d detailed three solid men to go straight for the blockhouse door and keep them from shutting it, only to find the alien nomads had all preferred, like any humans, to sleep in bunks. Not one had been in there.

“And guns?”

“Enough for everyone now,” said Vishni. “All the aliens had their muskets, and about a third had revolvers. The old-fashioned kind, but they’ll kill and there’s plenty of ammo.”

“Kopf.” Kaggs pointed at that man. “I want you to line up sentries. Two men on top of the blockhouse at all times. Another two on the approaches. Enforce it how you like, if I catch a man sleeping or absent I’ll cut your nuts off while you scream.”

“Clear,” said the big Kopf reluctantly. Probably wanted to sleep.

“Don’t want anyone jumping us like we did these guys,” Kaggs explained, because to some people you simply had to explain the obvious.

“Vishni. Gather up all the guns, split them up. Everyone has at least one firearm and ammo for it. OK?”

“Boss.”

“Let’s see what we got here,” Kaggs told Simon and Shenko.

Two of the moons were up right now, and there was a good view of the waystation, which consisted of about thirty prefabricated buildings laid out in a grid pattern, the center of the wide central crossroads being the blockhouse.

The blockhouse itself wasn’t exactly the fort they’d sweated for a month to build – he wondered if the rising nomads had taken that place? Hopefully they had, and were leveling it – but this was a respectable square structure, about fifteen feet a side by twenty high, two stories and an observation deck with a flagpole they’d ripped the flags down from. Solid concrete, there were firing ports in every side and the door was firm steel.

Kaggs made a note to himself to get a couple of bunks or at least mattresses put in there. If they were going to be here for more than a night, he wanted to himself sleep in the most secure place possible.

Some of the surrounding buildings were empty of everything; others were just bunkhouses, some of them with taps and showers – fitted to the nearby well – installed. The storehouses were in the center of the building, with locked and heavy steel doors the nomads must have had to put some work into busting open.

But the tribe

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