The Chronicles of Kin Roland: 3 Book Omnibus - The Complete Series by Scott Moon

Author:Scott Moon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-11-10T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

ORLAN dragged the survivor away from the other Imperials as the passage shook and fire vented from fissures in the rock. Smoke and stony grit clouded the air. Booming gunfire and soldiers screaming through armor speakers sounded a symphony written in hell. He heard the Slomn tearing his enemies apart in the cavern below but didn’t care. The Serpent-Salamander men terrified him to the core of his soul, but they weren’t after him, not right now.

So who cares? If they want me, they can come and get me.

Shapes flickered in the shadows just beyond his vision. “Damn alien freaks!” He manhandled the Mazz Imperial, dragging him out of the mouth of the cave as the confused image of a Slomn slid out of sight below. Serpents. Salamanders. Centipedes with cobra hoods. What kind of madman built the monsters?

Revelation flirted with Orlan. Something to do with the creators of the Slomn. He thought he had a pretty good idea where they came from, and he was going to make a certain someone pay.

He’d seen a squad of the things drop hundreds of legs from the side of their snake-like bodies like braces for an anti-tank cannon. At the time, he’d laughed as the old Earth ships rocked on their landing skids but withstood the barrage.

And then he’d been running, outdistancing the chaos. He’d darted up steep subterranean tunnels like a monkey-cat, until the Imperials attacked.

Taking a page from Kin’s book, he’d led them on a merry chase right into a Slomn patrol and nearly been crushed between the two unstoppable forces. But it worked.

What did it matter if the Slomn destroyed his enemies? He’d fear the Slomn when it was time. Right now, the bell tolled for the Imperials.

That’s what they get for ambushing me.

Kin was nowhere to be seen. Probably, the Slomn got him too. They’d kill everyone. It didn’t matter.

“I got you now.” Orlan wiggled his knife between the helmet and neckpieces of the Imperial armor.

The man turned his head sideways and down, attempting to snap the tip of the blade and tighten the opening against attack. Orlan pushed the helmet straight and smiled into the man’s visor.

“You’re big for an Imperial. I think I’ll have that armor.”

“No. No. The codes will blow us up.”

“Not if you give them to me.” He leaned his weight on the knife and felt the seal giving way. “I promise not to slit your throat.”

When Orlan finished donning the Imperial armor, he looked down at the naked man. “Did you soil yourself? This suit smells like death.”

“You will be caught and executed.”

“Maybe. But not by you.” Orlan hurled him down the mountainside. He watched for movement. A soldier who knew how to slow his fall might survive. Orlan didn’t think the Imperials were very good without armor. Earth Fleet trained each trooper for a year in unarmed combat, including Judo and Aikido, before teaching them to use an FSPAA unit — and that was only the beginning. Hand-to-hand combat instruction continued throughout a trooper’s career.

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