Stories tagged “MILITARY”
Nellis Air Station was our first stop, the closest site to Yucca Mountain with the facilities to handle our transport plane and the little half-squadron of robotic deathbirds that had followed us.
Now we were cruising over the Las Vegas suburbs, stuffed …Posted 3 years ago
The Core Systems Alliance was not a great military power.
It was the only power, which is not quite the same thing. We did not have seasoned veterans, brilliant generals, or ambitious young officers. That had all been outsourced to private security com…Posted 3 years ago
An hour later, we were in the air, strapped into the cabin of a supersonic transport plane. The engine howl was eerily muted at these speeds, and we could almost talk normally.
"What are we doing, Lieutenant?" Boris asked quietly, eying the pair of mar…Posted 3 years ago
What followed was not so much a mission briefing but a series of pronouncements from the little computer.
"You have both been granted code word access to ELECTRIC RAVEN, and may not discuss information under this classification with anyone except…" the P…Posted 3 years ago
"Is it correct that those present are only: Lieutenant Georgia Whitmore and Chief Petty Officer Boris Nenashev?"
I tapped "yes" on the onscreen prompt.
A synthetic voice began reading along as further text appeared.
"Voice interface authorized. Lt. Whi…Posted 3 years ago
Back at my desk, things only got more bizarre.
"I've retrieved the plan files, sir."
"Good. Open them, and follow instructions. Thank you for your service, Lieutenant."
The SecDef hung up. Not even annoyed at the wait?
I stared down at the file case…Posted 3 years ago
Inside the safe was a rack of thin metallic briefcases, bearing coded nameplates.
Badger, Dragon, Efreet… Raven.
I tugged on the case, but it wouldn't come free. Then I noticed the warning placard inside the door of the safe.
"NOTICE: Secure Files wi…Posted 3 years ago
The Office of Strategic Assets was responsible for a number of things: planetary deuterium stockpiles, mothballed military bases, and reserve nuclear weapons.
We'd all been shocked three years ago when the order came down to unseal one of the black sites…Posted 3 years ago
I tapped the mute key on my terminal.
"Boris! Where's the QS-19 document safe?"
The sleepy NCO looked up from his morning tea. All our shifts had been rearranged by the crisis.
"Nineteen? Sub-basement. In the vault."
"Seriously? Okay…" I unmuted the m…Posted 3 years ago
We weren't ready for the aliens, but should have been.
They first got our attention with a series of six X-ray bursts out beyond the orbit of Neptune, one for each of their massive ships. Each was so bright, it took hours to tell that this wasn't a comet…Posted 3 years ago
A few heads turned to look at her. She ignored them, focussing on Nick. "Put this on," she said, handing him an identical suit.
"What the hell?"
"We don't have much time. Quickly!"
He looked at the hazmat suit, dropped it, and ran to the front of the bus.…Posted 6 years ago
He didn't say anything. Really, there wasn't much he could say, not then and certainly not now, standing in his doorway bare to the 3 am chill.
He stepped back into the apartment and lead the way to the kitchen, as if his visitor had forgotten, as if it…Posted 6 years ago
A glint of dark light. A pitch-black night sky, if you will, crisscrossed by dark galaxies, stars, constellations, darker even than black...
Nick awakens with a full-body shudder, and the monitor starts beeping furiously. A moment later, the pain hits h…Posted 6 years ago
Nick goes flying, spinning and bleeding, through the train. He passes through walls and seats and hull.
He's flailing around, twisting and turning in blind panic. He can see the train and the station, but he's in void. Air rushes out of his lungs violentl…Posted 6 years ago
Same city, different station.
Enter Nick Llewellyn, coming into stage right at about thirty klicks an hour. He's looking at his hands, and turning over in them a sheet of pink paper.
He's been fired. Specifically, he's just been laid off from his job, wor…Posted 6 years ago
There was a sound like a small thunderclap in Simon Melnikov's apartment, as several cubic metres' worth of space were replaced by vacuum.
Agent Irving was, for all intents and purposes, in a featureless black void without air or gravity. He spent a few s…Posted 6 years ago
In another city, on the other side of the world and two weeks after Larry's unfortunate disappearance, CIA Special Agent Peter Irving put on his dropsuit. The dropsuit bore a striking resemblance to matte-black scuba gear, which was no accident - in fact,…Posted 6 years ago