Revolutionary (The Athena Lee Chronicles Book 4) by T S Paul
Authors: T S Paul
Tags: Fiction, Science-Fiction, LGTB, Literature & Fiction, YA), Space Opera, Military, Gay & Lesbian, Revolution, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Genre Fiction, Rebellion, War, Teen & Young Adult, Lesbian, Lgbt, Lesbian Fiction, special forces, space, Space Fleet, engineer, Space Station, space battle, Artificial intellegence
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adult was draped over their bodies as if to protect them. Bracing himself he carefully turned the body of his son over. His daughter-in-law’s body was a short distance away. With tears in his eyes he had his men carefully pick up their bodies and take them to the collection site.
His son was dead! Every deal, every bargain, every accommodation to the new alliance flashed through his head. Everything that he had done to help the Bastards that KILLED HIS SON! He had helped those people. His own daughter was married to one. He paused. His daughter… Athena was right, I did sell my daughter. Gazing up into the sky he watched his other daughter take her vengeance on those that had killed her brother in cold blood.
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Minerva flew at the head her formation of star fighters leading them in to battle like her namesake battle goddess . She was lucky to have the fighters. The Empire had only recently allowed them to have them. The Militia had two full wings of fighters. The second wing, stationed of the other side of the planet near the Greek colony , could not get here in time. Hers was made up of surplus Sky Sharks and one Mark 4 Starfury her personal ship. A mark 4 model, her ship had been upgraded with more powerful weapons and better armor.
When she had reached the airfield all of the fighters were armed and fueled. Her pilots had seen the massacre on the vid. Min had spoken to the other squadron commander. Commander Conrad’s squadron were the “Black Sheep” while hers were the “Silver Valkyries”. He was going to have his group fly CAP for the Militia on the ground at the Capitol. The ‘sheep’ were mainly well maintained Fuglies and Stuka’s.
Speaking to her brothers in arms she told them to switch off IFF and prepare for battle. On her radar screen she could see the troopships as they gained altitude. The menacing looking ships were studded with weapon turrets and laser ports. None were Empire standard ships. Not regular navy she could not trust them to follow the rule of war and respect surrender or non-combatants. Min said a prayer for her people and keyed her microphone. To her pilots she said, “Everyone ready? Break and attack! No mercy!” Like a star burst the fighters broke formation and screamed in on the unsuspecting ships.
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ESS Captain Gary Ridgway was not happy about this whole mission. The deaths of the civilians didn’t matter to him in the least. It was this drop that was bothering him. These troopships weren’t part of the team. The pilots and crews had beens seconded to them from some of the Senate’s personal ship crews. They had not trained with his troops so they weren’t ‘clan’. He would feel much better when his people were back on board the Station. One of the ship crew waved at him to get his attention.
“You need something sailor?” He barked at the crewman.
“Sir, we have a flight of ships on radar. IFF reads them as a local militia flight. The pilots are asking if they are an escort?”
“Have them check with Station control. That is their job. Why in the hell are they bothering me?” The Captain was glaring at the crewman now.
“Sir, they did that and the Station did not authorized it. They are coming in at top speed.”
The black clad Captain looked up from his tablet yelling “What? Why in the 9 hells didn’t you say that to begin with?”
He glanced around the cabin. “Action stations! Attack incoming get to the guns!”
The ESS troops unbuckled from the seats and sprang into action. They pulled the ships crew out of the firing ports and manned the weapon stations. The Militia star fighters were flying in a tight formation headed straight for the troopships. Suddenly the formation burst apart, the fighters targeting the troopships and attacking.
“Sir, IFF won’t let us fire. The computers all say those are friendly ships and won’t allow us to use the
His son was dead! Every deal, every bargain, every accommodation to the new alliance flashed through his head. Everything that he had done to help the Bastards that KILLED HIS SON! He had helped those people. His own daughter was married to one. He paused. His daughter… Athena was right, I did sell my daughter. Gazing up into the sky he watched his other daughter take her vengeance on those that had killed her brother in cold blood.
___
Minerva flew at the head her formation of star fighters leading them in to battle like her namesake battle goddess . She was lucky to have the fighters. The Empire had only recently allowed them to have them. The Militia had two full wings of fighters. The second wing, stationed of the other side of the planet near the Greek colony , could not get here in time. Hers was made up of surplus Sky Sharks and one Mark 4 Starfury her personal ship. A mark 4 model, her ship had been upgraded with more powerful weapons and better armor.
When she had reached the airfield all of the fighters were armed and fueled. Her pilots had seen the massacre on the vid. Min had spoken to the other squadron commander. Commander Conrad’s squadron were the “Black Sheep” while hers were the “Silver Valkyries”. He was going to have his group fly CAP for the Militia on the ground at the Capitol. The ‘sheep’ were mainly well maintained Fuglies and Stuka’s.
Speaking to her brothers in arms she told them to switch off IFF and prepare for battle. On her radar screen she could see the troopships as they gained altitude. The menacing looking ships were studded with weapon turrets and laser ports. None were Empire standard ships. Not regular navy she could not trust them to follow the rule of war and respect surrender or non-combatants. Min said a prayer for her people and keyed her microphone. To her pilots she said, “Everyone ready? Break and attack! No mercy!” Like a star burst the fighters broke formation and screamed in on the unsuspecting ships.
___
ESS Captain Gary Ridgway was not happy about this whole mission. The deaths of the civilians didn’t matter to him in the least. It was this drop that was bothering him. These troopships weren’t part of the team. The pilots and crews had beens seconded to them from some of the Senate’s personal ship crews. They had not trained with his troops so they weren’t ‘clan’. He would feel much better when his people were back on board the Station. One of the ship crew waved at him to get his attention.
“You need something sailor?” He barked at the crewman.
“Sir, we have a flight of ships on radar. IFF reads them as a local militia flight. The pilots are asking if they are an escort?”
“Have them check with Station control. That is their job. Why in the hell are they bothering me?” The Captain was glaring at the crewman now.
“Sir, they did that and the Station did not authorized it. They are coming in at top speed.”
The black clad Captain looked up from his tablet yelling “What? Why in the 9 hells didn’t you say that to begin with?”
He glanced around the cabin. “Action stations! Attack incoming get to the guns!”
The ESS troops unbuckled from the seats and sprang into action. They pulled the ships crew out of the firing ports and manned the weapon stations. The Militia star fighters were flying in a tight formation headed straight for the troopships. Suddenly the formation burst apart, the fighters targeting the troopships and attacking.
“Sir, IFF won’t let us fire. The computers all say those are friendly ships and won’t allow us to use the
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