Ultimate Payback: Age of Expansion - A Kurtherian Gambit Series by Tom Dublin & Michael Anderle

Author:Tom Dublin & Michael Anderle [Dublin, Tom & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2019-08-07T22:00:00+00:00

Miseria, Outside the Security Perimeter of Trejion Prime, LS Blizzard, Bridge

Surveying the holomap display of the ongoing battle, Colonel Oopley was pleased with the high-performance mech armor. They’d take the wall, and while the enemy was reeling from the blow, he’d drop the infantry and armor regiments, who would seize this section of wall. This would then serve as a staging ground to assault the other sections of wall, and once secured, the city beyond could be put to siege. After starving them out, with intermittent artillery fire to incite fear in the populace and what defenders remained, he’d gladly accept the city prefects’ full surrender. Then Coldist banners would fly high over this cesspit of 78th sympathies, and I’ll be hailed as a hero. His internal monologue stoked the self-importance of the colonel’s eager ambitions.

“Colonel, our attaché wishes to speak with you in your quarters, sir.” Ensign Ionoway’s report interrupted the flow of self-aggrandizement inflating the colonel’s bulging ego.

“What did I say about interrupting me when I am thinking, Ensign?” Colonel Oopley verbally lashed his ensign.

Ensign Ionoway stood up and saluted the colonel as he said, “My apologies, sir. You also told me to relay all information related to the attaché at once.” He remained at attention.

“Right.” Colonel Oopley rubbed his lower jaw. “Ensign, you have command while I am gone. Contact me immediately should there be any new developments.” He stood up and began walking to the bridge’s rear exit. He waved a hand behind him as he spoke in the condescending way superiors or petulant children did when they did not have enough time to stay and relay their commands face to face.

“Of course, sir.” Ensign Ionoway was still standing erect and saluting.

As Colonel Oopley reached the door, he glanced back. “At ease, Ensign. I will overlook your dereliction of orders. This time, anyway.”

Ensign Ionoway let out a breath and relaxed his whole body. “Thank you, sir. It won’t happen again, sir.”

“I trust that it won’t.” After he stepped from the bridge, the automatic door closed behind him with a swish. A trooper in full battle armor stood guard by the door, rifle cradled. From the bridge, he made his way along the carrier’s command tower toward the rear, where his personal quarters were located. Reaching the door with a placard bearing his name on it, he stepped up to the door lock panel and pressed his thumb against the reader. He couldn’t let just anybody into his quarters, especially with so many vindictive land sailors and soldiers around the carrier eager to get back at the colonel for one thing or the other. He’d certainly gained his fair share of enemies among the enlisted, and the officers beneath him as well.

Inside his quarters, lounging on a lavish purple couch, was a Yollin with four legs. His mandibles perked up as Colonel Oopley entered. “Ahh, Colonel! I am glad you received my summons. I hope you don’t mind that I’ve gotten into your wine.” He raised the

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