Revolution Calling by William S. Frisbee Jr

Author:William S. Frisbee Jr [Frisbee Jr, William S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Theogony Books
Published: 2022-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Link Up

Gunnery Sergeant Wolf Mathison, USMC

The creatures had to climb over their dead to get in the room. It was slowing them down and gave the defenders more time to shoot. They were also trying to bounce off the ceiling in the lower gravity, and some of them were partially successful, but the passageway itself was filling.

Black limbs, blood, pink muscles, and innards made Mathison want to look anywhere else. Those had once been people, and right now Mathison felt tired and sick. His arms were tired from holding them up and watching the corridor, and the adrenaline that had burned through his system earlier was taking its toll.

He was now holding one of the guns he had taped to Stathis because it had a full magazine, or it had. Everyone else was carefully conserving their ammunition, as well.

Sif remained silent with Jack’s wife and daughter, and she hadn’t responded when Skadi bent and removed her weapon and ammo. She was concentrating and if she was keeping the two girls from changing, Mathison was fine with that.

“Interference is dropping off,” Freya reported.

“Which means what?”

“If you aren’t sure, then you’re dumber than I thought,” Freya replied, which pissed off Mathison, and forced him to think.

“They’re pulling back?”

“Maybe not too dumb.”

“Levin,” Mathison said on the Marine link. “Be warned, they are pulling back from us. They might come your way.”

“Negative,” Levin said. “We are almost to you. They might have had enough and might be seeking easier prey.”

Mathison leaned against the wall and lowered his weapon when he saw the IFF indicator for Levin and his team coming down the corridor.

“Shit,” Levin said, looking around the corner. “Did you plan on leaving or just wanted to plug the corridor with bodies?”

“We were having our doubts,” Mathison said, walking forward, watching for any movement. Freya would tag anything dangerous or alive, but Mathison preferred not to trust her completely.

“Well, we made it,” Levin said. “You want to stay here or head back, Gunny?”

“This was a lame party,” Mathison said. “I want to go home.”

“Home is a radioactive wasteland,” Levin said.

“The ship then.” He didn’t have the strength to argue.

Feng knelt to look at some bodies. He pulled back the lips to expose the teeth and pulled back the eyelids to look at the eyes.

“How are the ladies doing?” Feng asked after a few minutes.

Sif looked up. “Better. Things have stopped.”

“I was not aware the Republic had such powerful psychics,” Feng said.

Sif stared at Feng.

“Are you an idiot?” Mathison asked. “You think the Republic can let you live with that knowledge?”

“Why not? The Governance has psychics as well. In case you haven’t noticed, we’re fighting for the survival of the human race. That is my first and most important concern.”

He didn’t trust the little Chinese commissar. You didn’t become a political commissar, with the rank of colonel, by being trustworthy toward your enemies. You didn’t gain the rank of colonel by casually letting slip high-level secrets. Feng was playing a game, and Mathison didn’t know what it was.

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