Coming Home (Free Fleet Book 2) by Michael Chatfield

Author:Michael Chatfield [Chatfield, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-06-26T23:00:00+00:00

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A now formally retired Captain Connolly was sitting on a shuttle as it headed to Hachiro. He had no idea where the rest of his men were going or who else was trying to infiltrate the Free Fleet. He was completely alone amongst the very people he might have to turn on.

His thoughts were interrupted as the speakers crackled to life and there was a slight sideways movement.

“We're now headed to the Resilient. Syndicate forces have been detected entering the system.” That was all the pilot said as the speakers went dead.

So what the heck are we doing going to the ships? We don't know anything of use yet. Connolly thought as many of the people in the room reflected the same thought audibly.

It was some time until the shuttle seemed to slow and then connect with something. While still moving, five Commandos walked in through the exit doors, one of them yelling as they entered.

“We are your training cadre. Regardless of your rank, you are now nothing. This is space. It is nothing like you have encountered before. You fuck up and it's Earth that gets hit.” Their tone made it clear that the trainees were nothing until they proved themselves, and for now they were just taking up their precious time.

It reminded Connolly of his first gunnery sergeant.

This is going to suck, Connolly thought as he doubted he was going to enjoy the next three days.

The shuttles stopped moving altogether as the Commandos moved outside except for the one barking orders.

“Get moving, junk! Shuttles weigh three hundred tons, and they will not stop landing because there is some junk in the way!” They were ushered through corridors to a massive medical bay where screams could be heard.

“Since you have enlisted into the Free Fleet, you will all receive basic implants and nerve ports. It is not pleasant, but you will need it to be of use. I will remind you, that you signed up for them in your contract.

“Two ranks either side of the door. Move, junk! Or you will fucking die!”

Connolly was hustled into the med bay and quickly strapped down to a chair, which turned into a bed, as a woman stared at him with clinical eyes before typing in something and Connolly passed out. He awoke to pain and being pulled out of the chair/ bed contraption. His spine was sensitive as were his hands and neck.

He looked around the med bay and he saw limbs darting into people’s arms and backs as if they were lambs at a slaughter house. Then he saw another person wake up as the arms were done mangling his back and ushered out as he was. Dull metallic ports visible in his back.

He was ushered out as another person came in, yelling when she saw his back.

Connolly rushed to check behind shoulder blades, finding those same ports, as a Commando pushed him out of the room. Outside there were mirrors which showed him his back with the new ports.

Everyone was ushered into the room, Commandos pulling people out from the stream coming from the med bay.

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