Soldiers by Doug Dandridge

Author:Doug Dandridge [Dandridge, Doug]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Catbrother Publushing
Published: 2015-05-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Soldiers, when committed to a task, can't compromise. It's unrelenting devotion to the standards of duty and courage, absolute loyalty to others, not letting the task go until it's been done.

John Keegan.

PLANET NEW MOSCOW, EARLY MORNING, APRIL 8TH, 1002.

“What the hell are we waiting for?” asked the sniper, peering through his scope at his first target. The scope was still unpowered, but was still a moderately powerful magnifying instrument despite that.

“Calm down, Schmidt,” ordered Walborski, staring at the compound through his own glasses. “We can’t kick this thing off on our own.”

Something flared in the sky, high up, where it had to be above the atmosphere. Cornelius recognized it as a massive explosion in vacuum as seen from a distance. He looked back down in his glasses and saw several of the Cacas looking up as well. They knew something was going on, but were probably still confused as to what it was.

“Power up,” came a voice over the command net that hadn’t been up an instant before. The enemy would probably pick it up in seconds, but the jamming that came up at the same time ruined their chances of getting any information from it.

Cornelius ordered his armor to power up on his implant, and in less than a second all systems were up and running, while the diagnostic program took another second to report back that all was a go. His faceplate HUD came up, and he saw that all the suits in his company were now online. The com frequencies were filled with static, except for the swiftly rotating frequencies the Imperial military was now communicating on.

The Captain felt a wave of confusion from the information overload his suit was feeding to him. Not only through his heads up display, which was limited in its ability to show information by the need of the faceplate to also show the real world around him. Also through direct feed into his visual and audial centers. He was getting a feed from every single one of the men in his company, with emphasis on his officers and senior NCOs. And information passed down from battalion and regiment, who were filtering the feeds of the wakening net. A regular infantry officer who had come up through the suits would have had specialized training in handling this information tsunami, along with the experience to pick and choose what was important while ignoring the rest. Cornelius and his officers had the benefit of two months of training with the suits, and no combat experience.

Cornelius was still struggling with the information, getting some control, when the first stage kicked off.

“Fire,” whispered the command over his link to the battalion net.

“Fire,” shouted Cornelius over his company net, and as far as the Cacas were concerned all hell broke loose.

The particle beam weapon in the sniper’s hand, powered up at the same time as his suit, spat a bright red beam at his target, one of the guard towers around the camp. The beam ripped

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