The Super Olympian- Mystic Warrior by Laer Carroll

The Super Olympian- Mystic Warrior by Laer Carroll

Author:Laer Carroll [Carroll, Laer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-20T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 3 - Bats and Russian s

With the usual Anna-Prince swiftness paperwork was done in just a few days to allow her to work on the "bat plane" project. Sasha still was amazed, for it had happened in a pre-New-Years-Eve holiday week when so many people were on holiday.

So on the first Tuesday of the new year, the first workday for most people, Sasha landed her air car at the Bluebird Security headquarters in the northern section of CampPendleton. She was a half hour early in case there was further paperwork or notifications needed to get her to work.

Colonel Adrian Storm Cloud came out of his West Coast office just as she opened the big clear double doors to the HQ. The security guard at the front desk was just putting down her phone. He nodded at the guard and gestured Sasha to follow him. They walked down a long hall, then another, and exited into small parking lot. Most of the vehicles there were golf-cart-sized paramag floaters. Two of them were hulking paramag attack vehicles with hefty aerial jet engines.

They floated over a footpath of tightly packed seashells in one of the "golf carts." Off to one side he pointed at a gate into the compound surrounded by a high security fence.

"Next time just use your laser card to get in there and skip HQ."

The morning was chill and he wore a light uniform jacket to cut the air, but the air would have to be below zero to bother Sasha. She was in a demure dark-blue skirt and light-blue sleeveless blouse. On her feet were medium-heeled dark-blue shoes. Her pale gold hair was caught up in a high pony tail. She was trying for a look that was nice but efficient, not too formal but not her usual "sloppy" look, as Silvana called her jeans, tees, and tennies.

"None of the people in this program are softies like your old engineering pals. They are combat veterans, the cream of the cream of the crop. They are the people who will use the bat planes and similar vehicles for operations. Their purpose is to tweak the design based on their experience, then test the vehicles to destruction as the Boss has decreed."

He glanced at her. "They are going to be a bit tough on you. Don't let them get you down."

She snickered. "This is the first time I've ever heard you waffle on anything. They are going to be a lot tough on me.

"Good. I was afraid this job was going to be boring. Uhm, are you going to yell at me if I put a few of them in the hospital?"

He chuckled, then sobered. "Don't get cocky. These men and women are as good as I was when I was young."

Sasha said nothing. His self-deprecation was false modesty. After well over a year of her tweaking his health he was stronger, faster, and more durable than he ever was. And at some level he must know that. But if



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