Soul of the Reaper: A military Scifi Epic (The Last Reaper Book 11) by J. N. Chaney & Scott Moon

Author:J. N. Chaney & Scott Moon [Chaney, J. N. & Moon, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Variant Publications
Published: 2021-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

21

We arrived in Marsi two days later, feeling pretty good about ourselves. Long hours of running kept conversation to a minimum and also prevented me from overthinking recent events. I definitely had a mission now. Save X-37 and get home to see for myself what happened. After that, who knew? I could crusade against the unfair universe, or keep to myself.

Maglan was a hard place but nothing I couldn’t handle if I avoided making friends. Just me, X, and a tobacco patch. Maybe a microbrewery.

Or I could straight kick the asses of whoever did this to my chosen home, locate more of my old companions, and just keep being the universe’s punching bag.

Bug maintained the pace out of pure toughness. He had been a young man the last time I saw him. Now he was a hardened veteran in his early thirties who still didn’t trust me. I thought I was wearing him down, but only time would tell.

“I see movement, looks like a vehicle,” I said as we crossed through surprisingly clean suburbs into the metropolitan area.

Bug moved behind the corner of a hardware store, his HDK at low ready. “You will see that here. People are living actual lives. Doesn’t mean we want to talk to everyone we encounter.”

I joined him, then faced the other direction along the wall of the building. Ten seconds passed. I lowered my D3D.

“There’s only one spaceport here, a public-private co-op with no significant military contracts prior to the invasion,” he said. “Mostly commercial freight and military transports.”

“So by no significant military contracts you mean nothing with weapons,” I clarified.

He was about to answer when a ship flew out of the city, heading south by southwest. We watched and waited. From this distance, I couldn’t decide if it was an assault craft or just an ugly freight hauler.

“Like I said, business as usual around here but with a lot less people. I doubt the locals will welcome strangers.” He adjusted his pack, gripped his weapon but left it attached to his sling, and headed up the street.

I followed. “X, can you tap into the local information networks?”

“Not at this moment, Reaper Cain.”

“Let me know the moment you have something.”

“Of course. There are almost no power sources in this area. You probably don’t remember that Maglan had strict safety protocols that required each power plant or transfer station to maintain a beacon. I have not located one. There should be twenty-seven of them in a city this size.”

I left the information alone. Bug wasn’t pretending this place was perfect. From what I’d seen so far, it was still paradise compared to Maglan city.

The farther we ventured into Marsi, the more I appreciated X-37’s warning. Anything that could support a war effort had been blasted from orbit and it looked like the northeast industrial area had been devastated by a limited nuke. Did I think we were safe from radiation? Not even X could answer that right now. For all I knew it was just a larger kinetic strike, a bigger better space rock thrown from a nastier slingshot.

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