Battle Beyond Earth - Box Set (Books 1-5) by Nick S. Thomas

Author:Nick S. Thomas [Thomas, Nick S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swordworks
Published: 2017-08-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

"No life remains in the ruins of the once great city if Reno; a beacon of civilisation that was referred to as one of the wealthiest and most desirable cities to live in on Earth. But we are receiving unconfirmed reports that it was not the enemy invaders who destroyed Reno. Not Bolormaa and the Morohta, nor any of their followers. Some people say the nuclear weapon that destroyed Reno was fired from our own Earth defence grid, the defence grid that was one of the most expensive joint building projects in recent history. The question remains. Who destroyed Reno, and why? I am Helena Burrows for Alliance Central News. Good evening, good luck, and may the souls of our fallen citizens find peace."

Taylor threw back his drink and looked out across San Francisco Bay. He had left behind his armour, but remained in uniform with his sidearm and Assegai at his side.

"This was a hell of a plan, Sir," said Antos. He sat down at the table with two shot glasses, one in each hand and both for himself.

Taylor didn't share his positivity, but he didn't respond. Many of their unit sat about the bar. Alita was in the chair next to him, looking as mindful and sad as he did.

"They are going to blame you for this, aren't they?" she asked.

"Most probably."

"It's not fair. You had no choice. It had to be done."

Taylor just took another sip of his drink.

"So what now?" Jones asked who was on his other side.

"Rest of the enemy attacks have been suppressed. We are off the line for a little while. Until the next disaster strikes," replied Taylor.

"Colonel Mitch Taylor?" a firm voice called.

He turned around, leaned back against the veranda fence, and sipped casually from his drink.

"Yeah, who wants to know?"

A man in a suit stood there. He was seemingly unarmed, but at his back were six armoured soldiers. Or what seemed to be soldiers. They wore no insignia. They looked well trained, but bore no sign of the scars of war that the rest of them did. Their gear was as spotless as the first man's suit. Pinstripe and cut with perfection. He wore a white shirt and dull blue tie, strictly business. He looked of South American descent and had dark tanned skin. His eyes were a piercing blue, and he seemed to stare as if that gave some gravity to his presence.

"I have orders to take you directly to the President of the Alliance."

Antos slammed his shot glass down and arose before the man. Several others of the unit closed ranks. Antos stood almost a head taller, and Babacan paced up behind the others in an intimidating fashion.

"What does he want with the Colonel?" Antos demanded.

"Let him through," said Taylor.

He was the only one among the Immortals who still looked calm and collected. The others were ready to draw weapons and start shooting. And yet the civilian dressed man did not flinch. He had an air of confidence, perhaps even arrogance about him.

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