The Mongrel: A Military Sci-Fi Series (Hunter's Moon Book 1) by Walt Robillard

Author:Walt Robillard [Robillard, Walt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2021-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

Hylaeus didn't have to turn to know the man was there. “Who takes care of the care taker?”

“Same should be asked of you.” D'Marco said.

Force Commander Hylaeus watched the hustle and bustle of the Strikers. There was something about the lancers he always admired. They always had to be faster, stronger, and more resilient than other soldiers. They always had a quality that set them apart from the rest. But at the end of the day, most of them were still human and there wasn't a human born that the universe couldn't break. “I always admired a leader that would go out of his way to check on the spiritual welfare of their men along with the physical. It's easy to see the cost of war written in physical scars across the body. Very few consider the cost of what we do on the soul. The cost of all this fighting.”

“Just doing my job,” D'Marco quipped. “Someone's got to look out for these scoundrels.”

Hylaeus smiled. Men like D'Marco were the fuel that stoked the Crucible. Men like him made the regiments strong. “Good to know the men are in capable hands. So what about you? How are you holding up?”

“You talking about the ones who died? Right now, they have to be just names on my roster. Assets lost during an operation. When the time comes, we can say goodbye to them, the right way. I don't have the time to organize a pity party, Force Commander. What about you, sir? What's the shape of your pain in the Crucible?”

“Lance Sergeant, only a long time lancer would ask how we see such tragedies in the Crucible versus how we feel about it.”

“If you were a marshal out on your first hop from the temple, I might've asked you how you felt. You got some distance under those repulsors, sir. It's more appropriate to ask the way I did.” D'Marco said, hanging his helmet on one of his mag pouches.

“Too right, Lance Sergeant. Too right. There are many shifting patterns and outcomes in the Crucible right now. The true agitator here is Orin Lashra. Every time the fire settles, he applies more fuel. We need to find him before this gets worse.”

“No arguments there, sir.”

“What's your opinion of the man, Lance Sergeant?”

“Just what I know from my briefings really, sir.” D'Marco rubbed his chin. He hadn't had the time to cut the stubble from it and the sensation of running his hand across his impending beard seemed to drive his thoughts forward. “They listed him as cold and calculating, but when we had him in our sights, he batted us around that hallway pretty good. He could have just hurt us real bad and then took off. He took the time to save Frazier. He could have killed Lieutenant Surran, but didn't.. He could've done a lot of things to live up to that cold and calculating label some Intel mutt put on him. Instead, he went out of his way to not kill us.

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