Martian Ark by Brandon Ellis

Author:Brandon Ellis [Ellis, Brandon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookLily Press, LLC
Published: 2019-02-11T22:00:00+00:00

17

Outlawed Zone Four, Mars

The colony ship landed, shaking the ground like a Marsquake registering high on the Richter scale.

Its wings were the size of small cities, and the rest of the body was rectangular and several cities long.

By now, there was no way the Martian Marines and the Ministry hadn’t detected this thing and the rest of the currently landing fleet.

Robert and the Ministry were probably pissing their pants, scrambling, and doing their best to stage an attack. But, according to the Ministry and the crime syndicates, the Dunrakee fleet, the “dummy” fleet they were monitoring, was several weeks out.

The real armada was here and ready to pounce. If Ozzy was using a Ministry satellite to watch this landing unfold, it meant that the Ministry had probably noticed this surprise armada hours ago.

They had more than their hands full.

The colony ship’s wings folded inward. The ship then opened up like a briefcase, and each side slowly lowered onto the Martian high desert plain.

A bright light shot from its middle and toward the sky. The light halted at around five hundred meters and spread outward like an umbrella, eventually covering the colony ship in a dome.

The first Dunrakee city had landed. More were no doubt on their way.

Ozzy focused on the screen. “Don’t get this information to the authorities, Jozi. They know they’re here. Instead, send a transmission to Jonas Moon, Mort Wildly, Lyra No Tail, Shifty Eyez, and…” He stopped himself. It wouldn’t do any good naming off all the crime lords or contacting everyone. “Scratch that. Contact the black market. Let them know. The syndicates will get the message straight away.”

Jozi shot Ozzy a blank look. “You can’t just contact the black market.”

“You can.”

“You mean it’s one entity?”

“It’s everywhere but run by one organization.”

Another pound shuddered the Miner. More crafts were landing. They had arrived on the other side of the planet, most likely taking a long route around any Ministry satellites. And here they were, touching down on the largest outlaw zone on Mars and far away from the Ministry and any of the Ministry’s ships they were amassing to take on the dummy fleet.

“Close your eyes,” Ozzy ordered.

“Why?”

“I can’t let you see the codes into the black market.”

“You have to be joking.”

She closed her eyes anyway, and Ozzy typed several codes into the com line, then ran his finger across the display screen.

The line rang.

“You can open them now.”

The line picked up. A silver image of a “B” and “M” surrounded by a black circle filled the screen.

“Ozzy Mack?” The voice was low and sinister, like an evil-doer in holomovies.

“Can’t talk right now. I’m sending you something important.” Ozzy gestured to Jozi. “Send the satellite feed to the black market now.”

Jozi typed on the holographic keypad. “Done.”

Ozzy switched the holodisplay from the com line to the view in front of them—dirt half-lit by the Miner’s lights. He backed the digger up. “Heading to Tagus Valles.”

“Wait, what about Olympus Mons? We need to get the Ark of the Concordant more than ever.

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