Rath's Rebellion (The Janus Group Book 5) by Piers Platt

Author:Piers Platt [Platt, Piers]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2016-08-13T07:00:00+00:00

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Rika pulled the rear doors of the van open. The van’s interior was stacked floor to ceiling with modified micro-drones, which the team had built with their Forges during the drive to the concentration camp.

“Let’s test one,” Rika said, selecting a drone at random from the stack closest to the door.

As the other contractors watched, she tossed the drone into the air, where it hovered expectantly. Rika accessed a setting in her internal computer and sent the drone a command – on cue, the hologram projector on the drone’s back projected a duplicate image of Paisen, standing directly next to the older woman, like a twin brought to life. In her Jokuan military uniform, Paisen moved her arms experimentally, and the drone’s image mirrored her.

“Looks good,” Paisen said.

Rika deactivated the drone and returned it to its pile, closing the doors again.

“Here comes Vence,” Wick said, turning at the sound of an approaching vehicle. A Jokuan army jeep appeared several seconds later, and pulled to a stop next to the van.

“Ready?” Vence asked, leaning out the driver’s window.

“Yeah,” Paisen said. “Any trouble getting hold of this thing?”

“Had to put a guard at the depot to sleep,” Vence remarked. “Other than that, no.” Her voice was low, to match the male face she had picked to wear.

“This has to be some kind of record for most vehicles stolen,” Rika observed, climbing back into the van.

“Stand by for our signal,” Paisen told her. She picked up Rika’s Forge and her own, then climbed into the seats in the back of Vence’s jeep with Wick.

“Be careful,” Rika replied.

Vence drove the jeep slowly through the trees, and several minutes later, they emerged onto a rough dirt track. The track wound through the dark forest for another mile, until the three contractors caught glimpses of the high-powered floodlights on the camp’s guard towers. With a sudden burst of light, the trees ended, and they emerged into the open area surrounding the camp.

Wick handed a pair of handcuffs to Paisen, who attached them to her wrists. She darkened the skin in a circle on one cheek, giving the appearance of a large bruise. Vence slowed the jeep as they neared the main gate, a towering construction of razor wire and steel flanked by two guard towers. Within each tower, she could see a pair of guards covering the jeep with heavy machine guns. She pressed the brake, and the vehicle rolled to a halt. Two guards approached carefully. The closest one barked a demand at Vence.

<ID and orders,> she read off of her heads-up display. She handed him a forged ID card.

<I don’t have orders,> she admitted, speaking in the local dialect with the help of her onboard computer. <But we caught another one of the spies.> She jerked her thumb at Paisen in the back seat.

The guard stopped studying her ID and pointed a flashlight into the jeep, shining it first on Wick, then on Paisen. Paisen held up her handcuffed hands, shielding off the bright light, and turned away from him.

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