Ishi Colony, Capital City Purkazzi, 2221 AD
The commander of Star Patrol's Third Sector was going through
the rookie's personal data, as translated by the Space Marines.
"So you were born on the Russia Colony . . . At thirteen you
were recruited by the Earth Space Force . . . How touching . . ."
"That's right, Sir." Maxim tried to hide the irony in his voice "One third of our unit consisted
of colonists. We trained alongside the Terrans, though our training seemed a bit . . . stricter."
"Now I see why central command decided to relieve you of your duties. The slaughter that
you wreaked on those insurgents of Urkon . . . I don't remember anything like it . . ." the
commander flashed a crooked smile, without lifting his gaze from the documents "But I'm
glad they finally sent us a real cutthroat. I can use a man like you. Indeed, I need one even!
It says here that you are also a champion at close quarter combat and martial arts . . ."
"Yes, sir. But my expertise is battle-armored exosuit combat."
"Very well then. It's best we promptly put your abilities to the test. Since all our
agents are occupied elsewhere I will have to dispatch you on a one-man mission . . .
Jeniel Colony, the first landing there took place two years ago" |
