Make or Break the Hero (The Hunter Legacy Book 4)

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anywhere else, carry her."
    "Monster," said Alison, but with
a smile on her face.
    "Confirmed," said Jane.
    I wasn’t sure if she was confirming my
order, or Alison's comment.
    I watched them walk out, and returned to my
chair. I rather liked the view from up here. It gave one a sort of lofty view
of the minions below. Except there were no minions.
    I opened a new vid.
    "Marshal, Admirals, and General,"
I started.
    The Marshal, was Space Marshall
Bigglesworth, of the British Fleet. The Admirals were Admiral Jedburgh, commander
of the Dallas based American fleets, and Admiral Hallington, who commanded at
the Miami blockade. The General was General Harriman, my boss back in the
Australian sector. Bigglesworth and Jedburgh were the equivalent of four star
Generals. Harriman was a three. Hallington was a two.
    "The fog of war just came to bite us
on the arse. Less than half an hour ago, another Midgard fleet jumped into the
Avon system. It was a standard size for them, six Missile Cruisers and fifteen
squadrons of Talons. The station and Repulse successfully took them out. The
station suffered minor hull damage, and Repulse was undamaged. Battle feeds
will be attached."
    "Hindsight is a wonderful thing, but I
now believe yet another fleet is on its way to the Avon system. The number of
fleets seems to be determined by the number of outward jump points in the
system. However, unless the next fleet is working on a different timetable, we'll
expect it around the time our reinforcements arrive from Avon Shipyards. We'll
remain on high alert until we're ready to begin offensive operations. This will
likely be delayed as support ships are repaired, but I hope we can begin
removing debris from the jump point as early as late today, in preparation for
going through. Hunter out."
    I assembled the email and sent it off.
General Harriman wouldn’t be receiving his anytime soon, as the entire
Australian sector was currently cut off from the rest of the Orion arm of the
galaxy. Midgard was waging a war against technology, space travel in
particular, and they were destroying all the coms satellites they found. Cobol
had been taken by them a few days earlier, and as the gateway into the
Australian sector, all coms traffic each way, had ceased.
    "Jane, did they launch any Assault
shuttles?"
    "Yes. I killed them with IR missiles
before they came anywhere near the station."
    I hated to think what the total death toll
was. Hopefully I would never find out.
    "Janet, close the airlock on the
Docking Deck, and re-air and heat it please. Best we don’t decompress our own
people coming home."
    "Yes my lord."
    I sent off an email to Miriam. This was Lieutenant
Commander Young, stationed at the Miami blockade. I was still trying to work
out if she was my girlfriend, unexpectedly, or if our relationship was still
what I'd thought it to be. We'd so far had 'Thank you for saving my life' sex,
and 'We might be dead tomorrow' sex. But in a recent email, she'd used the 'B'
word, although the context was ambiguous. As I'd slept with Alison last night,
being 'I don’t want to be alone tonight' sex on her part, with a 'We might be
dead tomorrow' undertone, my social life, such as it was, could only be called
complicated. Alison had nearly died this morning, justifying the need in my
mind.
    One thing I was coming to believe. If your
number is up, you should have at least one last good bonk, before you go.
     

Four
     
    While I waited for the station's people to
return, I had two options. No, make that three. I could think. I could do
karmic releases for all the people I'd killed this morning. Or I could go back
to sleep. The latter was my favourite.
    Releases.
    I never ignored this voice in my head. It
was always right. One day I wanted to figure out who was talking to me. So far,
it had refused to identify itself. Such is the way trust and faith work. I had
them, it knew this.
    At home, we believed that any negative
event between two people showed the presence

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