Refuge_Book 5_Angels & Demons by Doug Dandridge

Author:Doug Dandridge [Dandridge, Doug]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unknown
Published: 2018-01-09T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Colonel Antwoin McGurk tried to stretch as best he could in his armor, cursing the heavy outerwear as he had never cursed his tank. The horse, a large destrier, snorted under him, and he bit back the curse he was about to level on it. The beast didn't deserve that, and he needed to stay on the good side of it, since it was not only his transportation, but also one of his weapons.

He looked at the men around him. All were without helmets or gauntlets, trying to cool off as much as possible. The colonel knew he should insist on them wearing their full covering at this juncture of the march, when contact with the enemy was imminent. Since he wasn't willing to wear all of it himself, he really couldn't ask them not to do likewise.

The horse snorted again, and he thought it might want water, or maybe food. He had been a tanker, working in armored cavalry in the US Army. A tank was a machine, with gauges that told him when it needed more coolant or fuel. Air conditioned, with a comfortable seat that didn't beat his ass to a pulp. He had ridden on Earth, both at the Point and when he visited his grandmother's ranch in New Mexico, where his father had grown up. He had never been what anyone would call an expert. Now he had ridden thirty times more than he ever had on Earth, and he still wasn't an expert.

"We need to water the animals," said his sergeant major, who as a native of this world was an expert on horses. "According to the map, there should be a stream about two kilometers ahead just off the road.

"I could use a little bit of a rest myself," said McGurk, looking at the map the Ellala man was holding. Sometimes he felt like the Ellala, with their greater life spans, magical natures and physical grace and beauty, resented working under humans who had none of those attributes. Sergeant Major Cannastras seemed to have no resentment for the humans, possibly because of their technical expertise and technological knowhow. And the fact that humans were better suited to heavy cavalry due to their strength. Cannastras himself was heavier and more muscular than most elves, to the point where he was considered an anomaly, maybe looked down upon himself.

"Let’s get the lead riders watered first, and then we can put them out on sentry while the rest of the regiment is taken care of."

The sergeant major gave a very human nod, something he and many of the peoples of this world had picked up from the newcomers.

"Will do, sir," said the Ellala, closing his eyes and going into mindspeak with the commanders of the lead two troops of the first squadron.

McGurk spurred his horse forward, coughing as the dust of the dry road rose up around him from the horses ahead. Another thing he missed about tanks. They had a filtration system that delivered only fresh breathing air.

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