Psion Alpha by Jacob Gowans

Author:Jacob Gowans [Gowans, Jacob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Children's Books, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Children's eBooks, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction; Fantasy & Scary Stories
ISBN: 1494211394
Amazon: B00H8M2TR0
Published: 2013-12-11T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN - Warehouse

Saturday, December 28, 2086

BINOCULARS in hand, Brickert observed five Aegis unload the last of numerous crates off the back of a large truck and wheel them into the weapons base. “Judging by the size of the crates, I’d guess those are the rocket launchers.”

“Got a box stamp for me?” Al asked.

“Yeah.” Brickert searched for the black lettering on the box. “Here … RCT-382A as in alpha. Box measures 1.25 meters by .75 meters by .65 meters.”

“Double check the box stamp.”

“Okay.” Brickert moved the binoculars back and forth until he found the stamping again. “RCT-382 … F as in foxtrot. Not A. Sorry.”

Al patted Brickert on the back. “No big deal.”

“Is that the last of them?”

“Yep, let’s head back to HQ and give this stuff to Anna.”

Under the cover of the night, Brickert and Al stowed away their spy equipment and climbed into their small car. Brickert leaned his seat back, sighing audibly. Six weeks of surveillance. I envy you, Sammy. You get to actually DO something.

After being chosen by Anna to go on the mission, Brickert had been thrilled at the chance to get more experience in combat. But the mission had nothing to do with combat. All they did was watch boxes coming in and going out of the storage facility, day after day. They marked down what supplies were brought in and taken out, marking them off on spreadsheets on the holo-tablets.

Meanwhile, Anna Lukic, Genevieve Rohacik, Rory Tomsu, Ziva Kujath, Akiko Hashimoto, and Erin Malm all hit the town nightly in their skimpy outfits to gather information at bars and other clubs where known employees of the storage facilities spent their time. It was via these fact-finding excursions that the team had learned most of their intel about how the storage facility was run and how best to infiltrate it.

“Bored, huh?” Al glanced at Brickert with a smirk.

Brickert sighed again. “Is this what Alphas did all the time? Just sit around and look at stuff? How did you survive the monotony?”

“Sure, lots of surveillance. Lots of observation. The more information we have, the safer we’ll be when it’s time to act. That’s what I was taught.”

“I believe it. It’s just hard to think that Sammy and Jeffie and Kawai are in the jungle doing crazy-awesome stuff while I’m sitting around with night-vision binoculars, I tell you.”

“Maybe it’s because I have a kid coming, but I’d rather be sitting around with a pair of scopes than bitten by mosquitoes or, worse, getting shot at in the jungle. And I know a thing or two about being shot at.”

“That’s crazy,” Brickert told Al. “I still can’t believe you’re having a baby—well, Marie’s having a baby. You’re twenty-one?”

“Twenty.”

Brickert whistled. “I can’t imagine having a kid that young.”

Al chuckled, but his smile faltered. “Neither can I.”

Brickert sat up. “Wait. Was it—was it an accident?”

Al rolled down both side windows of the small car. The winter air of Colorado Springs rushed in, chilling Brickert through his heavy winter clothing. He looked over at Al, who stared straight ahead with a stony expression.

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