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.Humans didn't fight in space very much.It's not our specialty.Our warships mostly carried troops around and deployed them on the ground.The ground is our speciality.When the situation called for someone to get dirt on their boots and blood on their hands they called us.Earth's real weapons were its people.We disembarked onto shuttles and flew to the surface and into near chaos.We might all be from Earth but most of us lived off world most of the time.Most people left Earth when they turned sixteen and went into active service.Many never returned, not for leave, not for retirement--even if they lived that long.The planet couldn't deal with so many of us coming home at once.From the shuttle I'd seen campsites larger than cities spread across the landscape.I looked up into the sky when I set foot back on Earth for the first time in almost six years.This sky was not empty.Ships in low orbit were visible from the ground.Atmosphere based craft passed overhead constantly.I looked away again.Not my sky.Never be my sky again.I easily slipped away from the squad I'd landed with.Taking out my Snapper, I pulled up a fake ID and some fake orders Maiga had created.Then I strode around, looking arrogant as all get out until I spotted a young lieutenant standing by a small atmosphere shuttle.I marched up to him."I'm commandeering this vehicle," I snapped."You the pilot?""Yes, I'm.what? Who the hell are you?""Major Kiran, Military Intelligence." I showed him the ID."I'm under orders from my General to get to High Command ASAP."He saluted me, which almost made me laugh out loud.An L.T.saluting a sergeant, gotta like that."But, sir, this shuttle is for Colonel.""I said ASAP, Lieutenant.Now move it." I barked."I have vital intelligence for High Command."I hustled him reluctantly onto the shuttle and in a moment we lifted off.I smiled to think of a Colonel raging around looking for his ride.I stretched out in a seat and took out the Snapper.A last minute review of the plans couldn't hurt.Neither could some coffee, which I got from a dispenser on the wall.The pilot kept giving me odd looks and I determined that although the journey would take a couple of hours that I'd stay awake and keep my beady eye on him.Just in case he started doing some checking about his passenger.I couldn't risk being stopped now.That could not happen.Fate had brought me here.I had to finish the job.****You'd imagine High Command would be a huge, impressive building, but you'd be wrong.In fact, most of it lay underground, deep in the rock and safe from almost any kind of attack.Above ground the only part visible was a low building, an entranceway.Landing pads and some barracks buildings stood nearby.The only impressive part about the site was the vast field of communications antenna that gathered the information High Command fed on like a baby feeds on milk.My pilot dropped me off at one of the landing pads and started trying to sweet talk a field controller into getting him a fast refuel.I headed straight for the entranceway building.I'd been following the coded network chatter on my Snapper and knew time had started running out very fast now.Even the in-the-clear broadcasts over the shuttle radio were full of it.They're coming.In less than a day, the alien fleet would surround Earth.They'd already smashed their way past anything we'd thrown at them.If we'd had time to prepare, we could have upgraded our ships and planetary defences.We could have held them at least long enough to open negotiations.But High Command had ignored the warning.They had refused to believe Ilyan and now the Earth would pay.I got past security using the fake ID.Too lax.I should have been properly identified, fingerprints, DNA scan.But the sense of panic buzzing in the air made people careless, made them waive procedure.Suited me.I ignored the huge, busy elevators.I didn't want to be trapped into a metal box waiting for someone to put a hand on my shoulder and say, "aren't you.?" That wouldn't end well for anybody.I took the stairs and set off to walk.You'd think they'd be deserted, but no.People still used the stairs to go between nearby levels, avoiding the busy elevators [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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