1. Retired - Chapter One - Home


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Science-Fiction, Author: Brootforce, Rating: 89.8, Source: sexstories.com

    looking at the town spread out three hundred stories below me. From here I could see the farm lands spread out all over the terrain around the countryside. Somewhere out there was a plot of land I could call my own. I would find out where it was located tomorrow. I turned and headed for my suitcases to start the process of getting dressed for dinner. My traveling clothes were comfortable, but hardly the attire for a fancy dinner. As I stood in front of the bathroom mirror the scar that ran from the corner of my left eye to the top of my ear caught my attention. It again carried me back into the past. It carried me back to the day I had faced my first mission. It carried me to a death I was not ready to face, even now. ********* “Our first mission, do you think we are ready?” “This is just a security sweep, Randall. It is on a tame world in the heart of the empire. The worst we will face is an angry dog. I think we can handle it.” “There have been rumors of Spinner terrorists on the planet. Maybe we will see some action,” Randall said excitedly. “You wouldn’t see any action inside a pleasure house. Hell, they aren’t even letting us carry rifles for this sweep. All we have are our side arms and one magazine. Just relax your sphincter and get ready for a lot of walking.” As we spoke, I sat on my bunk, spinning my fighting knife around my hand and making it dance across my fingers. The other soldiers in our platoon loved to watch me do this. Too many of them had gone to the ...
    infirmary for stitches, after trying to imitate it. “Platoons, one through fifteen, report to your drop shuttles, for briefing and launch. Launch is in seven minutes. Platoons sixteen through thirty standby for load and launch orders.” “That’s us, boys and girls,” our squad leader hollered, as we all jumped to our feet. We were on shuttle seven. We grabbed our vests and started our jogging march to the shuttle launch bay. Our platoon leader stood beside the door to our drop shuttle and waved. “Load and lock. Drake, you take second seat. The mission is yours if we get separated.” We all scrambled to our seats and got our straps in place as our platoon sergeant stepped on board. “Take your seat, PL, we will be launching in three minutes. This is a simple mission, boys and girls. We hit the ground on the edge of the city and do a presence walk-through. We are not here to do any search or fighting. Keep them in your pants. If you are engaged by local citizens, remain polite and refer them to your command chain. I repeat, we are not here to fight. We are only here to show the locals the military is on patrol. Leave law enforcement to the local boys.” The sergeant and his corporal moved to the command seats and strapped in. A few minutes later the shuttle bumped as we started the movement to the launch tube. Like a fist slamming into my chest, we suddenly accelerated out of the sides of the troop carrier. Fifteen shuttles launched into space in rapid succession, and we started the ...
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