“Does
Captain Winter still have his transponder?” Daniel asked the Shadow behind him.
The
Shadow checked his monitor, “Affirmative!
It’s still functioning!”
“How are
his vitals looking?”
“He’s alive, but his heart rate’s
inconsistent,”
Aaen
slowly lifted his head. He felt tired and a little disoriented and tried squinting to try to see more clearly.
The
Shadow behind Daniel handed him over his right shoulder a dimly-glowing fiber
optic print. He scanned the document with a steely straight face. New Horizon was getting ready to rain fire
all over the area surrounding the base to neutralize hostile inbound air
support; the ‘go-ahead’, however, had to come from him; group two was in
position and standing by to phase to Captain Winter on his command to mount the
rescue.
Textbook, he thought, complimenting group
two’s efficiency. If he had to give that order, he would . . . but he
hoped it wouldn’t have to come to that. And there was some new Intelligence
about Captain Winter’s captors; their names had also been translated: Alka-Noon-Haifen, a Heiksakien and the
one in command of this installation which is operating under the Heiksakien
Empire’s flag.
Dang. He quickly and methodically set
the print down on the top of the first officer’s computer and faced forward.
Alka
looked at the taller dark figure and drew a six-inch blade from a holster on
its left arm. A sharp, throbbing pain shot from where the object touched his
face (though Aaen didn't feel his skin break); he couldn’t help but pull his head back to relieve the pain (this reduced
the pain significantly.)
“Your health will fail if your people try
anything,”
Daniel
took a breath as he watched the thermal and infrared images on the viewscreen
intently, watching for signs of the situation’s continuing to escalate.
“You look like you have a high rank in The Union
military,” Alka said darkly. “Your people will undoubtedly learn of your
being captured. They will want to get you back. I still have something I am
going to do with the Olyphium. They will want to ensure your safety. You’re
coming with us.” With that, Aaen heard metallic clicking sounds and the
pressures on his arms and legs released. “Prepare to evacuate the base. Get our
troops in position at every access point between this room and my ship. We’ll
do this without Quake if we have to,”
“Sir,”
The other dark figure acknowledged and began walking out.
Aaen
looked up at the dark figure to try to see its face . . .
The
Shadow behind Daniel handed him another print. The Olyphium hadn’t been moved,
and the latest scans indicated it was weaponizable.
New Horizon reported the weather was deteriorating; a severe storm was on
its way into the area from the North, and there was a high chance of rain and lightning . . . SHOOT! Daniel silently exclaimed. If that material was struck by
lightning, given how much there was . . . that stuff would leave a crater four times the size of the meteor crater in
Arizona.
They were getting ready to take
Captain Winter somewhere. Not today, Daniel
decided. “Group two! MOVE-IN! New
Horizon: attack pattern ‘Bravo’! Fire-at-will!”
*****
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