Jethro Goes to War (Wandering Engineer Jethro's tale) by Hechtl Chris

Author:Hechtl, Chris [Hechtl, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Self
Published: 2012-08-01T07:00:00+00:00

Jethro tore into his steak, chewing thoughtfully as he tried to digest. Oh, not just the food, but the classes he was taking. And now he was informed he had to do guard duty shifts as well. He was going to have to hold up a wall in the evenings all too soon.

“Why the do the grunts need implants?” a voice said loudly in the galley. Letanga wrinkled his nose but kept eating. Jethro looked up and then shook his head.

“Seriously,” a hand smacked onto the panther's shoulder. “Why do you need them?”

“Because we need to use equipment like you?” Jethro asked. “Besides, we get to see further, and take more damage,” he said brushing the hand off.

“That's true. Leave it alone Kenderson.”

“Hell no. I'm just getting warmed up,” the crewman said with a grin. He was big, broad shouldered and built tough. Letanga looked up, gave a disinterested sniff and then went back to tearing into his steak.

“Why do you need implants?” Jethro asked, trying to turn the tables. “Sure you need to jack in, but all the data can be seen on a holo or LCD anyway right?”

“So?”

“So why do you need enhancements?” Shiku growled. “I need them to see what I need to see but you?”

“Let it go man,” another crewman urged.

“No way, these jar heads need to be put in their place man. Like now.”

“Sure. You think you can do that?” Jethro asked, smiling a nasty smile. His bared teeth made the other swabbies blanch a little. Of course it could have been the bits of blood and dripping blood on them that did it. He held up a hand paw and then flexed each claw in turn.

“Tell me, did you run the course?” Shiku asked, darting a warning look to Jethro.

“What that? Kids play,” the guy said in disgust.

“Which one?” The fox asked, sitting back.

“There was more than one?” Kenderson asked looking around.

“Sure. Did yours have snipers, bombs, and traps?”

“Ah... no.”

“Oh. So you got the baby course. The one we got the first day of training,” Letanga growled a laugh. “We ran that for a week before we passed it to the next level. It got boring.”

“When you can run the crucible then you can do our job. So I tell you what. You do your job, we'll do ours,” Tungulria growled from a nearby table. His eyes locked onto the big spacer.

“Yeah, sure,” the spacer said, suddenly backing off. Letanga growled a laugh, flicked his ears, and then yawned, stretching and flexing. He was making a show of it Jethro realized. His claws bit into the table top. He kneaded it a little, making everyone in the room wince a little at the sound of claws on metal. “We done?” he asked. The others nodded.

“Lets go then, we've got a test this afternoon.” They got up and left. Jethro was the last out. His ears flicked as he glanced back to see the spacers tracing their fingers over the claw marks. “Damn man, in almost a centimeter.

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