6.4
The trip to Grecia IV was uneventful. I
had Commander Tarnia taken care of by the troopers. They held a personal feud
with the Stingers pilots and no one cried when the body was jettison out. Who
cares; she was not one with the other pilots on the Shield IV. I have the
protection of five squads of troopers for my disposal.
“Admiral Hoffman asked that you try to
being them all back alive.” I glared at the Captain. I did not appreciate his
remark. The military and the Order have not been on equal terms. We, the Order
have the Grand Order for our supreme commander while the Council of Nine ruled
for the military.
“Your transport is ready.” The Captain
saluted and then walked away. I boarded the transport and flew towards the
Temple of Stars.
“Trooper Leader, I want the area
scanned.” The leader stood there unmoving. I hate those military stereotypes.
They won’t act unless you are the commander. I glared at him. “Is there
anything I said that you do not understand?”
“I can’t do it not without authorization
from the Captain.” The leader was direct. I ignored him and walked to the
communicator. I had the Captain on it.
“Captain, I want the area scanned on its
structure. I need to know if there are any subterranean levels and any adjacent
structures. The Grecian are adept in such structures.” I then looked at the
Trooper Leader. “And I will have another leader appointed. The current one does
not suit me.”
Without warning, I have the Trooper
Leader dismissed from his post and also took his head. The sickle on my right
hand dropped to my side without a trace of blood on it. The other troopers
looked at me with their fingers hovering at the trigger on the rifle. I glared
at them one by one, without a nervous tic. It was the way I was trained. The
stare me down will avoid any of them being heroic or at worse, brotherly love
for the dead leader.
“The Captain told me to get another
leader.” I spoke up. “I want you.”
The trooper I motioned saluted and then
began the drill on the others. The ranking makes them think they are powerful
over the others. If only he could read their minds. The report on the structure
arrived. I was right. The temple has an intricate tunnels and subterranean
levels. I studied the schematics and then gave my orders.
“There four exits from the subterranean
levels.” I showed the troopers. “I want the incursion from there. We will work
it inside out while the other exits are guarded. I also want troopers on the
hills here and here.” I motioned to the holographic image of the hills.
“Stingers will assist them all.”
“I also want the troopers to carry
thermal goggles and also flash grenades.”
The troopers split into three squads; twenty
by the front door, twenty troopers at the exits and the others into the
tunnels. I knew then when in the subterranean levels, the squad will split
further into ten or twelve troopers each and then they will start the search. I
was not taking lightly that we might encountered ambushes. I have ten bikers on
the hills and three Stingers.
Ambushes were what the troopers
disliked. It caused them to lose one of their numbers first before they could
retaliate. And in ambushes, most times the defenders tend to lose more. I
overheard one of the troopers told the other that they were in Grecia.
“They are pacifists there.”
I soon find out he was wrong.
“Give me cover fire!” I shouted to the
troopers that were at the other turning in the tunnels. We came to a triple
tunnel intersection when we were shot at. Two troopers went down firing their
rifles blindly during the fall. We were part of the second sub-squad of the
second squad. We had journeyed down like half a dozen tunnels of which some led
to nowhere. I had them retraced the steps and then searched on.
We got shot at when we reached a huge
cavern.
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