Fragment 03-12-2012

Roy stopped his own impulse. There were simply to many of the Kermac   elite commandos on the platform and there were a few civilians and innocents as well, not to mention the 200 plus Kermac already in the City. He also diod not forget Cara who had remained on Desolate, tied upo in the office of a fat man he had only briefly seen. He was certain Cara would die if he could not do something to get her rescued.

It was better to gather more information and then he could try to contact Uncle Sam and with him the Cerberus Robots. He was no longer under the influence and able to think. He could not explain who that voice was, however it was a familiar one and something that was   on his side.

Phil, Riddick, Celyciia and even the Spy woman who most likely was Cherubim were completely surprised by the sudden and total Kermac domninace. Men and women   looking like normalk Union Citizens turned out to be heavily armed Kermac operatives. Riddick groaned. “Not again, please don’t let it be true!”

Celyciia was not even as surprised this time as she was during their first time.

The Kermac disgused as a Terran Business Woman said. “Listen up, I am Kermac and this Planet is now under our control. We have occupied the GalNet Center and the Post Office and we are in Psionic Control of most of the citzizens here. There are a few, like you four that resist psionics, Anyone we see attempting to communicate anyway we will eliminate right away. Anyone trying to flee outside…please be our guests. This is Green Hell after all.”

She made an all encompassing gesture. “The only reason you are still alive is that we might need hostages at some point. Perhaps a few of you have knowledge of Union Technology we seek and you will be useful a little longer.”

Phil said. “I am a Federal Police Officer and you realize that this is a declaration of war.”

“I hoped for Fleet Officers, not useless cops.”

Cherubim whispered. “There are only one or two Kermac, the rest are surgically altered Hugwag and Plato Slaves.”

Celyciia hissed back. “Makes no difference, it looks you spooks screwed it all up. Instead of arresting the bunch you enabled them and now they getting Union Shields and whatever they want. The only good thing is they going to kill you and that might be a good thing.”

The Kermac Commandos were as professional as a Special Forces Unit should be. The Kermac were neither fools nor children and managed to pull the Union Tiger’s tail for as long as the Union existed and despite many setbacks and their continuous decline of influence and power, they were still the second most powerful society of this Galaxy.

They secured the hands of seven passengers. Cecyllia, Ruddick, Phil and   the blonde woman they all suspected to be none other than Cherubim herself and two other passengers who turned out to be Bio scientists that been on Harper’s for a long weekend. The Galactic Chronicles Soldiers scanned everyone and collected PDDs and then one of them said to the Kermac. “None of them wears any cyber enhancements or Data Heads, we are secure.”

The Kermac turned and with a bright flash and a loud explosion the SII GalNet Repeater Tower   tilted of its base and tumbled sliding over the dome of the city.

Two Kermac Commandos pushed the Shuttle pilot into the open and threw him to the ground, just seconds before one of them shot the helpless man at almost point blank range. The killer said. “He tried to use the Shuttle GalNet. Let that be a lesson to you all. Comply and you might survive to see the glorious rise of the Kermac and serve the Masters.”

The Shuttle lifted off all by itself and as soon as it passed through the Forcefield membrane, the invisible tractor beams guided by Kermac Commandos, cut off and the Shuttle fell into the Big Lake.

A larger Kermac ship descended moments later, barely finding room on the landing platform, even more Kermac, in Battle armor unloaded boxes and equipment.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">It was clear they still believed Roy under their control as the lead Kermac put on a heavy Armor suit and said to Roy. “Your Job is to find the Maroon Cave, as that is the place we know the ship is hidden.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">As they went down to the main level of the city,   the real extend of the Kermac invasion became apparent. There were dead bodies everywhere!

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Charles the Robot came to the North field where Sam was working once again at one of the Argra Bots and said. “Master,   all GalNet connections to Anthill have been interrupted and an explosion has been registered via acoustic tremor sensors consistent with a 4000 gram demolition charge. Subsequent scrambled Myon pulse radio signals and an approaching force of twenty armored Flyers with active weapon signatures suggest an imminent attack on this compound.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sam got up wiped his hands and said. “Sounds a little much for a Califerm raid.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Threat analysis concludes it is a major, most likely Kermac   attack. Weapon signatures are consistent with Kermac Weapons.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“ETA?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“I estimate 16 Flyers to arrive within twelve minutes. They ran into Lighting Dragons and three Flyers and occupants are no longer a threat.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Activate your buddies. I go and heat up the Baby Tiger. Let’s welcome the Kermac Marine Corps style!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Charles grabbed Sam by the belt and flew him to a lean on to the main house. Sam disappeared behind the wooden doors while Charles sent the Activation signal to the nine other Cerberus.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Like Zombies clawing to the surface, the nine Cerberus broke through their buried transport containers and ten feet of dirt.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Sam inside the fragile looking lean on said. “It’s time to wake up Baby Tiger. Activation Code Leviathan. USMC Master Sergenant Brown, verify Biometrics. Code key present.” A deep mechanical voice responded. “Activation Authroization verified and accepted.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">A dirt covered hatch popped open and Sam climed down. The lean on was compeltly destroyed as a an old but fully functional   USMC Tiger Battle Tank rose with a power rumble equaling a minor earth quake.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Integrated Auto Dresser assembled a USMC Quasimodo around Sam while he linked to the Cerberus robots and said. “Got to full Infantry Mode, targets on threat sensors. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">--“”—

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson and Clarion sat in the back of their store, tied up with Memory tape up to their necks. Three Kermac Soldiers had arrived this morning, killed their Son and tied them up. The Kermac were sitting   on one of the tables and looked relaxed and in total control. One of them said. “This planet is not even half as tough as they said it would be. Our strike force will have reached the simpleton farmer by now. What a waste of resources sending that many to kill just one old marine.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson as tied up she was wasn’t complety unable to move and had edged herself closer to the Force field controls. She rather wanted to die by Green Hell life forms than these cowardly Kermac.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">She had almost reached it when one of the Soldiers saw her and he got up smacker her across the face and said. “What are you trying to do? Your GalNet terminal is destroyed and al the weapons in here are out of reach.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">A second Galactic Council Alien and Kermac   servant, a muscular big being got up as well and said. “She tried to reach these controls. I think they are for the Energy Fence. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The first soldier laughed. “ We are here for two days and I was outside. You realize we are wearing the latest in Kermac Armor?” He gestured across the displayed Armor suits. “Not this substandard civilian Union trash!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The third Soldier was just admiring the latest SII manufactured Armor and said. “Well some of it isn’t trash.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Be silent Brokesh. We are Krthar and the strongest of all Galactic Council. I hoped to meet Pertharians or Nul not these weak humans.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The three Soldiers returned to their seats, but not before kicking Ma Swanson several times and pushing her away from the Controls. Despite all the horrible treatment the Soldiers could not break the Swanson’s spirit. Ma Swanson said. “You won’t leave this planet alive, no matter what you are, you didn’t bring enough soliders. Green Hell will prevail!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Oh be silent stupid woman. We have five Kermac Battle ships arriving soon and we will orbital bomb this place to ashes. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Neither of the Kermac soldiers noticed the Klack technician who had managed to hide on top of the shelves. He used the distraction and angled for the H&K Raketen Gewehr, that the Swanson’s had kept in the shelves as Roy had almost paid for it and they never considered selling it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The H&K accepted his targeting program after he sensor painted the three Kermac, then he fired. Three micro missiles hissed across the room and detonated.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Two of the Kermac Soldiers were killed outright, the blast toppled shelves and caused a fire, the Klack tumbled with a load of spare parts of the shelf and broke three of his six fragile legs. He crawled wounded to   Ma Swanson who smiled at him, from her blistered singed face. “I wondered how long it would take you”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Klack did not speak, his voice box had come loose and the Human ears would not understand his ultrasonic range voice, but he managed to find a sharp object and cut her loose.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson jumped up more agile than anyone would have thought and grabbed her Shrap gun from under the counter and aimed it at the last surviving and wounded Kermac Soldier who just regained his bearings. The missile had damaged his suit but it had protected him better than the other two. She said. “Get out, get out of my store!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">He coughed and said. “I had time to call for reinforcements. So beg for…”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">Ma Swanson fired and the super accelerated steel shrapnel shredded the Soldiers right arm. “You got plenty of limbs and a head I can shoot if you don’t move. Now get out!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Soldier stumbled and cried in pain as she kicked him in the rear and through the door.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">--“”—

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">They had not reached the Main Flyer bay of the City, where the armored flyers docked and got decontaminated when Roy knew something went wrong with the plans of the Kermac already. One of the muscular broad shouldered semi humanoid warriors no doubt one of the warrior and enforcer thrall species of the Galactic Council stomped running across the Concourse and   skitted over the marble floor in his heavy armor suit, stopping only a few inches before the Kermac leader and he said something in a language Roy did not understand but the Psionic link between him and the Kermac still seemed to exist,   even though he was completely under his own control, as he understood what the armored giant said. “We lost contact to the Strike group that was supposed to take care of the Marine farmer. “

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">“Send the second Strike Group and if they don’t report in, commence orbital bombardment and liquefy the continent as soon as the battle ships are here.” “It will be done.” The big alien said with a wondering tone. “Master, can you see those tiny dots crawling all over my hands too?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Kermac barked annoyed. “If you sniffed Gartlun while on this mission I have you skinned alive! Now see to your orders and do not delay me!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Giant shrugged and walked off still looking at his hands. Roy wondered how Buzzsaws made it into the city. He of course had seen the tiny dots and he knew what they were.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Kermac pushed him through the air lock into a waiting Landing tank of alien design. The Kermac was too busy to talk to the pilot, he didn’t notice his strong warrior collapsing just before the doors closed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt">The Kermac sat down as the landing tank detached itself and started to climb into the sky. Roy noticed six more of these following in a