The Guardians of Sol by Spencer Kettenring

Author:Spencer Kettenring
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781499351651
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Published: 2014-03-28T17:00:00+00:00

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November 13, 2289. Orbital Debris Field

Four months of hell. Figuratively, not literally, of course. In this era of warfare, it was rare that any war, or conflict, lasted more than a few weeks. So shouldn’t I be happy that I got to fight in an actual war? The last big one was more than forty years ago… Still, I almost feel bad skipping over it. Almost, but not really.

After we broke the sieges in Greece, of which Larissa was just the first, the AEU armies retreated to strongholds in Serbia, and Bulgaria. By the time those of us on foot reached the fortresses, the Guardian fleets had pushed back their AEU counterparts. This might seem a trivial thing, but it is very nice to have air support. Said air support gets even nicer when it bombs the hell out of the people trying to kill you. The bombing of those strongholds made for a nice show. Big explosions, pretty lights, went on for hours. I got a very good recording of it on my armor. It’s all about perspective, right?

Every few weeks, the Sentinel would call some of us Specials back to the Forge to send us on various, well… “special” missions. He wasn’t going to waste us on the front lines anymore than he had to. Not that I complained, this schedule let me grab a few days with Rachel every so often. Strangely enough, the more beat up I became, the more gorgeous she got. It was probably only in my mind, but that never bothered me before. And she didn’t dump my sorry butt, so I guess she didn’t mind either.

The assignments that the Sentinel gave us ranged from assassinations, and materiel escort, to full out assaults on various outposts. Basically anything the Venators couldn’t handle on their own to prep for the main Guardian forces making their way through Europe. The last few assignments led to the capture of Berlin and Paris… taking out their defensive grids before our guys arrived to sweep up, it was rough business with lots of resistance. However, my squad got plenty of practice with our new equipment. No Table Knights got the drop on me again.

All of which brings me to my current predicament, floating in a debris field, in an assault shuttle with a rapidly degrading orbit. Of course, as bad as that sounds, everything was going according to plan. The war is in its ending stages, but in order to actually end it, the High Sentinel said that we needed another viable landing field close to but outside of Britain. Teamed with the first squad, that was our mission. As much as everyone (myself included) calls them insane, I’ve found that the first squad is actually more peculiar than crazy. They still aren’t people you want to spend much time with though.

Unfortunately, to get to our operational zone, we had to do an orbital drop. Stuffed into a tight, tiny little pod and then shot toward the ground with a fair chance to explode before landing.

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