Peace Warrior (Peace Warrior Trilogy, Book 1) by Steven L. Hawk

Author:Steven L. Hawk [Hawk, Steven L.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2010-06-30T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Zal's leathered toes dug into the soft earth as he surveyed the human sub-farm. Little had changed since his last visit, and he waved his fellow Minith soldiers into position with much relish. The humans stopped working to stare at the aliens, without exception the largest group of off-worlders they had ever witnessed. Several of the assembled hundreds whispered urgently to their co-workers, and a few pointed.

Zal thought it unlikely they would distinguish him as one of the two who had recently killed several of their clan, but did not dismiss the possibility. Who knew what these humans were capable of?

The Minith spread out in a line of twenty, their complete unit assembled for the upcoming sport. Even Lieutenant Treel, normally aloof and distant from the rest of his unit, lined up in anticipation of the game. When the farthest soldier reached his place along the edge of the immense human field, Zal gave the signal.

At a steady pace, the line of huge troopers moved into the green rows of vegetables and fruit. Each was armed with a long blade of polished steel and a length of Minith chain. They were barbaric weapons, but their use would increase the sporting value of the task. The troops had become bored with their duties on the tame planet. Bred to fight and kill with no regard for mercy, an assignment to Earth was a punishment often reserved for the most undisciplined Minith warriors. Zal planned to change the image of Earth as a dull assignment with his reign as Minister, and this would be a good beginning. Soon, the Minith Empire would hear of the sport to be had here. If only these humans would fight back, Zal thought, then this would truly be a planet worth holding.

The humans stood unmoving as the Minith soldiers approached. Only after the first of them went down, felled by a blow of Minith chain to the head, did the humans realize what was happening and begin to flee. The Minith soldiers, with their increased leg length, easily kept pace with the screaming humans and mowed them down with well-aimed blows and swings of the blades and chains. Sixty seconds after the first human went down, more than a hundred others lay dead or dying. Zal's features contorted with grotesque glee. He reveled in the carnage. He laughed harshly as one of the nearer troops beheaded two young females with a single slash of his long blade. Sharp Minith steel did not tarry long in the flesh of humans, he noticed.

Unfortunately, the humans put up very little resistance. What struggle they did offer was in the form of attempted escape versus fighting back, and his revelry faded as the game became more like work. He soon tired of the work and turned back to the carrier, where he could await the return of his men in comfort. He passed a contented sigh and dropped to the plush purple cabin seat. He admired the noble color, marvelously pleased with his command of this planet.

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