Rika Infiltrator by M. D. Cooper

Author:M. D. Cooper [Cooper, M. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Wooden Pen Press
Published: 2018-07-12T04:00:00+00:00

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Leslie fired a series of pulse blasts down the corridor with a pistol, while swapping a magazine on a projectile rifle she’d taken off a dead Nietzschean.

She wasn’t certain how many of the enemy she’d taken out yet, but it had to be at least fifteen—though three of that number were iffy. If the ship had a good med suite, they might be back in the fight before long.

Her probes alerted her to movement on the other end of the corridor, and she lifted the rifle, firing on a Nietzschean who was crossing an intersection aft of her position to get a better angle on her.

Fuckers are going to totally flank me!

She lobbed the last of the pulse grenades she’d lifted off a dead Niet down the fore end of the corridor, and turned to run aft, glad to have reached a section of the ship that was aired up.

Just an hour earlier, the Niets had vented half the ship, and killed the a-grav systems. Leslie didn’t mind either one of those situations—she was better in zero-g than the enemy soldiers—but half her pilfered arsenal was made up of pulse weapons, and they didn’t work in vacuum.

She reached the intersection that the enemy soldier had rushed across seconds earlier, and turned the corner, ducking low and catching him in the legs as he leant around the cover to fire on her.

The impact bowled him over, and Leslie slashed at his faceshield with her lightwand, cutting through the dense plas, and into his jaw.

A warbling shriek came from the Nietzschean, but it was cut off as Leslie twisted the blade and drove it up into his brain.

Stars, I’m never going anywhere without one of these ever again.

Shots streaked over her head, and then a searing pain erupted in her shoulder.

Leslie’s three-sixty vision highlighted a pair of drones swinging around the corner twenty meters forward of where she crouched. They were large, meant for ground operations, and were having trouble staying stable in the narrow confines of the passage, but that wasn’t stopping them from firing on her.

She took off running, and another round pierced her below the ribs on her right side, causing her to stumble and nearly fall.

Keep going, Leslie. You’ve made it this long; a Nietzschean drone’s not going to be the end of you!

She reached the end of the corridor and turned left, toward the entrance to the engineering bay. Before she even reached it, she could see the door glowing hot on her IR overlay, and she realized that it must have been welded shut.

“Fuck!” she swore, knowing that there was nowhere left for her to run.

One of the drones came around the corner, and she spun, unloading a magazine of projectile rounds on the thing and knocking it out of commission.

“You may take me out,” Leslie screamed down the passageway. “But you’re going to have to do it yourmotherfuckingselves!”

A Nietzschean soldier in heavy armor rounded the corner, a chaingun leveled at her.

“You want it up close and personal? You got it,” he growled.

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