Post-Human (Book 2) (Post-Human Series) by David Simpson

Author:David Simpson [Simpson, David]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: series, sub-human, post-human, adventure, science fiction series, david simpson, trans-human
Publisher: Post-Human Media
Published: 2009-04-15T04:00:00+00:00

7

General Wong stood with his arms folded in the darkness of the situation room, surrounded by his three closest advisors—his closest advisors by default. They’d earned that distinction by being the only soldiers he could remember serving with in the past who’d survived the onslaught earlier in the day. Everyone else he knew was dead.

General Wong was really Lieutenant Commander Wong, promoted out of necessity because he was the highest-ranking official to survive the attack on Purist territory. He hadn’t sat down since early that morning, and he still wore the dust on his clothes and in his hair from the destruction he had escaped earlier in the day. He had made up his mind not to sit again until the following night. He was in agony. He’d suffered from sciatica for the last twenty years, and he’d badly thrown out his back during his desperate escape from his home. His legs were on fire, yet he stood straight, his back like a flagpole, his dust-covered uniform like a flag—something to get behind and something to follow.

A young sergeant entered the situation room and urgently approached. “General!” he saluted.

“What is it?” General Wong asked, waving away the salute.

“There’s a Lieutenant Patrick here. He found outsiders while on recon!”

The general and his advisors immediately shared looks of astonishment.

“Where are they?” asked the general.

“They’re with him, sir—just outside the room.”

“In the compound? Dear God.”

“There’s more. They say they spoke to the A.I. earlier today.”

“Bring them into the conference room—right now.”

The young sergeant moved swiftly out of the room and signaled to the lieutenant to bring the group inside. “Let’s go,” the lieutenant said.

“Lieutenant Patrick,” Old-timer began, “our people haven’t eaten anything or rested since this morning. They’re at the breaking point.”

“I’m sorry, friend, but you need to see the general. I’ll make sure something is brought in for you as soon as I can.”

“Thanks, son.” Old-timer put his arm around Thel and comforted her as they walked through the situation room and into a large conference room.

The room had never been used before, but it was furnished with a large oak table with dozens of brown leather chairs surrounding it. General Wong stood at one end of the table, his advisors sitting nearby. His face was wooden, but his eyes could not hide his trepidation. Nothing about that day had made any sense to him or to any of the Purists. The arrival of these outsiders was no different. How could they be here? Why are they here? What do they want? What answers can they provide, and how can we possibly trust them?

“Please sit,” he said to them.

Old-timer, Thel, Djanet, and Rich all sat close to one another on one side of the table, far from the general. Alejandra stood behind them, while the lieutenant went to the general and saluted.

Again, the general waved it away. “Report.”

“Well, we were on recon, sir. We spotted something airborne in the distance. We initially counted three of what we believed were small drones looking for survivors.

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