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been planned for as part of the defense installations taking place on the planet. If I'm not mistaken, several of them have already been replaced and the dangerous material disposed of," Ian explained.
"You are doing everything you can for your people, Ian. Call me is you think of something else we may be able to assist with," H'joles replied.
Ian bowed and thanked him before the call was disconnected. Ian sighed, smiled at Alex, and they returned to his office to get back to work.
Chapter Four
New Talos, New Mexico
Earth, Sol System
Sol Sector
In the desert of New Mexico, near where New Talos had been destroyed, Alan and his team climbed out of their modified Raptor dressed in their combat armor. The shuttle that had come with them began to unload its cargo of construction drones, while Kevin and Carl set up the portable shield generator to cover the two shuttles’ landing area. Alan didn’t think it would take long for someone to notice that people had returned to this area.
One drone immediately began tunneling down, while another drone put up a safety fence. All but two of the drones followed the first down the hole; those other two simply waited beside the shuttle. The plan called for the construction of a large underground fighter base. The orders had said that stealth was no longer a consideration, but the need to defend themselves would be. Admiral Williams had spoken to the world leaders, so they knew what was going on, but that didn't mean they were happy about it. Out here in the middle of nowhere, anything could happen.
Very shortly Alan could hear the approach of many diesel-powered vehicles. Andreya had told Alan that the troops nearby knew they were there shortly after they had unloaded.
“Is the shield up yet?” Alan asked.
“Yes sir, switch to combat display in your visor for the perimeter,” Kevin, one of his team members, replied.
Alan sighed; “Thanks Kevin. Remember folks, we are protected from them, but they aren’t protected from us. Let’s not do anything that will cause them to fire at us and hurt themselves, okay? I’ll try to talk to their commander once they get here. Andreya, please have one of the drones build some kind of open-air shelter near the perimeter where our 'guests' will arrive. Include a table and a few chairs. Make sure it’s outside the perimeter, though. I don’t want to bring anyone inside the shield unless I have to.”
No response was given, but Alan noticed one of the drones speeding off to the task. He made sure his pulse rifle was secure to his back before walking slowly after it. “Andreya is with me; please bring a small holo-drone. Stacy, stay on the ship and monitor site security. The rest of you, go about your duties, but try to make sure you are clearly seen at all times. I’ll let you know when to start the drones building the landing areas. Stay in your suits until we get shelters built. The desert can dry you out quick, and we aren’t used to it.”
Major Dentin was tired of this duty. Why were they out here guarding a stretch of desert anyway? He had been told the reason his unit was out here, but the Marines had quartered this area and still found nothing. Now, the Marines had returned to Twenty-Nine Palms and the Army had been ordered to send a full battalion out here to the middle of the New Mexico desert. The Major, as well as his men, would much rather be back at Fort Carson doing their normal training maneuvers. Instead, the Pentagon wanted them out here, miles from any form of support, for months at a time; just to watch the desert. So what if something strange had happened out here? Nothing had happened since, and in the Major’s opinion, nothing was going to be happening anytime soon. It was a colossal waste of the taxpayers’ money to have all their equipment loaded onto trucks and shipped down here just to perform maneuvers in the desert. The Army had a fine facility for this already sat
"You are doing everything you can for your people, Ian. Call me is you think of something else we may be able to assist with," H'joles replied.
Ian bowed and thanked him before the call was disconnected. Ian sighed, smiled at Alex, and they returned to his office to get back to work.
Chapter Four
New Talos, New Mexico
Earth, Sol System
Sol Sector
In the desert of New Mexico, near where New Talos had been destroyed, Alan and his team climbed out of their modified Raptor dressed in their combat armor. The shuttle that had come with them began to unload its cargo of construction drones, while Kevin and Carl set up the portable shield generator to cover the two shuttles’ landing area. Alan didn’t think it would take long for someone to notice that people had returned to this area.
One drone immediately began tunneling down, while another drone put up a safety fence. All but two of the drones followed the first down the hole; those other two simply waited beside the shuttle. The plan called for the construction of a large underground fighter base. The orders had said that stealth was no longer a consideration, but the need to defend themselves would be. Admiral Williams had spoken to the world leaders, so they knew what was going on, but that didn't mean they were happy about it. Out here in the middle of nowhere, anything could happen.
Very shortly Alan could hear the approach of many diesel-powered vehicles. Andreya had told Alan that the troops nearby knew they were there shortly after they had unloaded.
“Is the shield up yet?” Alan asked.
“Yes sir, switch to combat display in your visor for the perimeter,” Kevin, one of his team members, replied.
Alan sighed; “Thanks Kevin. Remember folks, we are protected from them, but they aren’t protected from us. Let’s not do anything that will cause them to fire at us and hurt themselves, okay? I’ll try to talk to their commander once they get here. Andreya, please have one of the drones build some kind of open-air shelter near the perimeter where our 'guests' will arrive. Include a table and a few chairs. Make sure it’s outside the perimeter, though. I don’t want to bring anyone inside the shield unless I have to.”
No response was given, but Alan noticed one of the drones speeding off to the task. He made sure his pulse rifle was secure to his back before walking slowly after it. “Andreya is with me; please bring a small holo-drone. Stacy, stay on the ship and monitor site security. The rest of you, go about your duties, but try to make sure you are clearly seen at all times. I’ll let you know when to start the drones building the landing areas. Stay in your suits until we get shelters built. The desert can dry you out quick, and we aren’t used to it.”
Major Dentin was tired of this duty. Why were they out here guarding a stretch of desert anyway? He had been told the reason his unit was out here, but the Marines had quartered this area and still found nothing. Now, the Marines had returned to Twenty-Nine Palms and the Army had been ordered to send a full battalion out here to the middle of the New Mexico desert. The Major, as well as his men, would much rather be back at Fort Carson doing their normal training maneuvers. Instead, the Pentagon wanted them out here, miles from any form of support, for months at a time; just to watch the desert. So what if something strange had happened out here? Nothing had happened since, and in the Major’s opinion, nothing was going to be happening anytime soon. It was a colossal waste of the taxpayers’ money to have all their equipment loaded onto trucks and shipped down here just to perform maneuvers in the desert. The Army had a fine facility for this already sat
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