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them.
“Thank you all for
being on time,” Slade stated and passed a stack of manila folders over the
table. “Standard procedure on any ops applies. The brass wants each of you to
write an accounting of today’s run in with the Rekabians. Your team’s the only
one so far to have a face to face encounter.”
“We’re using paper
files? Why not submit our reports on the PCU and tag it as always?” The
handheld electronic device they all owned made documenting any of their
assignments easy. Vin couldn’t remember the last time, he’d completed a report
on paper.
“Confidentiality
is priority one. Once we have an initial assessment, we’ll switch to data.”
Liar. Vin wasn’t
sure how he could tell but Slade was lying to them. About which part, Vin
wasn’t sure. He reached out telepathically and warned his guys to be on alert.
The short burst of power required for the brief transmission left him with the
beginning of a headache after the day they’d had.
“Michaels, what do
you have to report?”
Vin sat up
straighter if possible though he was bone tired. His team had just returned
from a two week mission when they’d been sent to Baltimore to rescue the Vice
President. All he really wanted to do was lie in his bed next to Helen and
absorb her warmth, apologize again and maybe sleep for a straight eight.
“The aliens seem
to be resilient, sir. It took all of us in a concerted effort to defeat the
three on the ground. They carry silver weapons shaped like circles that fire
laser blast.”
“You’re enhanced,
soldier.” Slade snapped out and slammed a palm on the table. “Give me more
details.”
No one flinch at
the loud report. If anything Vin’s men remained relaxed in their chairs,
shoulders slouched but eyes on the tableau before them. Slade wanted something.
It was just a matter of figuring out what.
“Zander and
Nathan’s energy bolts had impact but not enough to do severe damage, a blast of
fire from Rock’s weapon on the flame thrower setting had instant results and
the ones we dealt with couldn’t penetrate Harkum’s force field.”
Slade hummed under
his breath and leaned back. “What about your electrical charge?”
Vin smoothed a
hand down his face. “I didn’t have the opportunity to use it.” The charges took
a while to boost back up after each use. If he powered up too many times, too
fast, he’d fucking faint like a pansy. Just like his telepathy if used to often
lead to killer ass migraines that required drugs from the doctors to knock him
out to recover. It had taken weeks for Vin to figure those nuances. His doctors
here sure as hell didn’t know.
The bullshit drugs
the government gave them to enhance their physical strength did more. So much
more. Alpha Squad, Delta Squad and Bravo Squad walked away from those painful
treatments with powers and abilities reminiscent of comic book freaks. Vin
should be grateful though. Whatever cocktail they gave the seven guys in
Charlie left the military with seven dead bodies to dispose of.
Slade nodded his
head and paced from the short space from the corner of the door to the table.
The team took the moment to jot down their accountings of the mission. Vin kept
his eyes on Slade who spun on his heels. “You don’t mention Curtis.”
Slade turned to
the blond man. “Give me your take, Adams.”
Curtis took his
time finishing his writing and then closed the top of the manila folder before
answering. “My long range vision can track them up to a two block radius from
my reckoning. There was no opportunity to utilize telekinetics but I have
reason to believe I would be successful, sir.”
Curtis didn’t have
an opportunity because he’d drained himself to exhaustion helping Vin get to
Helen but his boy never glanced in his direction.
Slade rocked back
and squared off against the room. “During a seventeen minute attack, you didn’t
have the chance to try your telekinetics?” His full lips curled in a snarl. “Is
that
“Thank you all for
being on time,” Slade stated and passed a stack of manila folders over the
table. “Standard procedure on any ops applies. The brass wants each of you to
write an accounting of today’s run in with the Rekabians. Your team’s the only
one so far to have a face to face encounter.”
“We’re using paper
files? Why not submit our reports on the PCU and tag it as always?” The
handheld electronic device they all owned made documenting any of their
assignments easy. Vin couldn’t remember the last time, he’d completed a report
on paper.
“Confidentiality
is priority one. Once we have an initial assessment, we’ll switch to data.”
Liar. Vin wasn’t
sure how he could tell but Slade was lying to them. About which part, Vin
wasn’t sure. He reached out telepathically and warned his guys to be on alert.
The short burst of power required for the brief transmission left him with the
beginning of a headache after the day they’d had.
“Michaels, what do
you have to report?”
Vin sat up
straighter if possible though he was bone tired. His team had just returned
from a two week mission when they’d been sent to Baltimore to rescue the Vice
President. All he really wanted to do was lie in his bed next to Helen and
absorb her warmth, apologize again and maybe sleep for a straight eight.
“The aliens seem
to be resilient, sir. It took all of us in a concerted effort to defeat the
three on the ground. They carry silver weapons shaped like circles that fire
laser blast.”
“You’re enhanced,
soldier.” Slade snapped out and slammed a palm on the table. “Give me more
details.”
No one flinch at
the loud report. If anything Vin’s men remained relaxed in their chairs,
shoulders slouched but eyes on the tableau before them. Slade wanted something.
It was just a matter of figuring out what.
“Zander and
Nathan’s energy bolts had impact but not enough to do severe damage, a blast of
fire from Rock’s weapon on the flame thrower setting had instant results and
the ones we dealt with couldn’t penetrate Harkum’s force field.”
Slade hummed under
his breath and leaned back. “What about your electrical charge?”
Vin smoothed a
hand down his face. “I didn’t have the opportunity to use it.” The charges took
a while to boost back up after each use. If he powered up too many times, too
fast, he’d fucking faint like a pansy. Just like his telepathy if used to often
lead to killer ass migraines that required drugs from the doctors to knock him
out to recover. It had taken weeks for Vin to figure those nuances. His doctors
here sure as hell didn’t know.
The bullshit drugs
the government gave them to enhance their physical strength did more. So much
more. Alpha Squad, Delta Squad and Bravo Squad walked away from those painful
treatments with powers and abilities reminiscent of comic book freaks. Vin
should be grateful though. Whatever cocktail they gave the seven guys in
Charlie left the military with seven dead bodies to dispose of.
Slade nodded his
head and paced from the short space from the corner of the door to the table.
The team took the moment to jot down their accountings of the mission. Vin kept
his eyes on Slade who spun on his heels. “You don’t mention Curtis.”
Slade turned to
the blond man. “Give me your take, Adams.”
Curtis took his
time finishing his writing and then closed the top of the manila folder before
answering. “My long range vision can track them up to a two block radius from
my reckoning. There was no opportunity to utilize telekinetics but I have
reason to believe I would be successful, sir.”
Curtis didn’t have
an opportunity because he’d drained himself to exhaustion helping Vin get to
Helen but his boy never glanced in his direction.
Slade rocked back
and squared off against the room. “During a seventeen minute attack, you didn’t
have the chance to try your telekinetics?” His full lips curled in a snarl. “Is
that
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