Wasteland Rules: Born to Fight (The World After Book 2) by J.G. Martin
Authors: J.G. Martin
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the link to the Collective.” The scientist
murmured.
“Wait. So I’m not human anymore?” Derek asked in
confusion.
“I think the correct term is trans-human…” Rora
replied cautiously.
“What the heck does that mean?” Derek demanded.
“Think of it as an improved version of humanity
with greater abilities.” The scientist explained.
“I guess that explains everything…I’m not a
Collective spy. So how do we resolve our current standoff?” Derek asked.
“We still don’t know you well enough to read you
in. But, we might have a way for you to prove yourself. We have a job that only
someone with your unique skill set and experience could solve for us…” The
general offered.
“Yes, complete this task for us and we could be
sure of your trustworthiness and bring you into the circle.” The scientist
agreed excitedly.
“What exactly is this task that I am uniquely
suited for?” Derek asked dryly.
“The Cartel took three of our people; we want you
to get them back.” The general explained simply.
“That’s all huh. What about the other people
trying to kill me to get the device? The U.S.T.G., the Collective, and the
Outfit.”
“The government and the Collective don’t go into
Cartel territory and I wouldn’t worry about the Outfit, the rumor is they were
wiped out yesterday.”
Chapter 8
June 16, 2029
Outfit HQ near Lenoir, NC
The ruins smoldered as Captain Tom Zabrowski
surveyed the remains of the Outfit’s headquarters. Burned vehicles and dead
bodies littered the grounds. The buildings themselves had been reduced to piles
of concrete. His troops, the elite Red Berets, searched the complex for
survivors; but he suspected there would be none. The Outfit troops had fought
to the last man in defense of their little paradise. He had to admit with
grudging respect that they had been worthy foes. They had put up a much greater
fight than expected, which had resulted in the use of the Red Berets in
addition to regular commandos.
The attack was supposed to be a surprise. Stealth
helicopters were to have dropped the commandoes into the complex where they
would kill the few Outfit guards, secure the facilities, and take the
intelligence stored there. Ground troops would sweep in shortly thereafter to
take over. But there had been many more troops than expected and the base had
been prepared for their attack. Tom suspected that the traitor inside the
Outfit had actually been a double agent and had warned them of the attack.
Hidden Surface to Air Missile batteries had shot
down the approaching choppers with a heavy loss of life. Intelligence had not
indicated that level of capability and the attacking troops were caught
completely off guard. Well entrenched and camouflaged anti-tank guns and heavy
machine guns had also wreaked serious havoc on the ground troops, driving them
back. The commanding officer had been forced to call in airstrikes to silence
them. The resulting ruins had then provided great protection for the remaining
defenders. The ensuing battle had ultimately resulted in the complete
destruction of the base and the death of everyone on it. It was still unclear
where the Outfit had gotten all their materiel, but he suspected they had been
smuggling it in for years from the various hot spots they had been deployed to.
That indicated a very high level of planning and organization.
They had still been wiped out by the inexorable
might of the U.S.T.G. military. Served them right for going against the
rightful government. If they hadn’t been planning a coup against the President,
this never would have happened. But they had succeeded in causing heavy
casualties and the destruction of very valuable vehicles. There were few new
armored vehicles and even fewer helicopters being built. The materials were in
short supply and there was limited manufacturing capability. Add to that the
failure to capture any
murmured.
“Wait. So I’m not human anymore?” Derek asked in
confusion.
“I think the correct term is trans-human…” Rora
replied cautiously.
“What the heck does that mean?” Derek demanded.
“Think of it as an improved version of humanity
with greater abilities.” The scientist explained.
“I guess that explains everything…I’m not a
Collective spy. So how do we resolve our current standoff?” Derek asked.
“We still don’t know you well enough to read you
in. But, we might have a way for you to prove yourself. We have a job that only
someone with your unique skill set and experience could solve for us…” The
general offered.
“Yes, complete this task for us and we could be
sure of your trustworthiness and bring you into the circle.” The scientist
agreed excitedly.
“What exactly is this task that I am uniquely
suited for?” Derek asked dryly.
“The Cartel took three of our people; we want you
to get them back.” The general explained simply.
“That’s all huh. What about the other people
trying to kill me to get the device? The U.S.T.G., the Collective, and the
Outfit.”
“The government and the Collective don’t go into
Cartel territory and I wouldn’t worry about the Outfit, the rumor is they were
wiped out yesterday.”
Chapter 8
June 16, 2029
Outfit HQ near Lenoir, NC
The ruins smoldered as Captain Tom Zabrowski
surveyed the remains of the Outfit’s headquarters. Burned vehicles and dead
bodies littered the grounds. The buildings themselves had been reduced to piles
of concrete. His troops, the elite Red Berets, searched the complex for
survivors; but he suspected there would be none. The Outfit troops had fought
to the last man in defense of their little paradise. He had to admit with
grudging respect that they had been worthy foes. They had put up a much greater
fight than expected, which had resulted in the use of the Red Berets in
addition to regular commandos.
The attack was supposed to be a surprise. Stealth
helicopters were to have dropped the commandoes into the complex where they
would kill the few Outfit guards, secure the facilities, and take the
intelligence stored there. Ground troops would sweep in shortly thereafter to
take over. But there had been many more troops than expected and the base had
been prepared for their attack. Tom suspected that the traitor inside the
Outfit had actually been a double agent and had warned them of the attack.
Hidden Surface to Air Missile batteries had shot
down the approaching choppers with a heavy loss of life. Intelligence had not
indicated that level of capability and the attacking troops were caught
completely off guard. Well entrenched and camouflaged anti-tank guns and heavy
machine guns had also wreaked serious havoc on the ground troops, driving them
back. The commanding officer had been forced to call in airstrikes to silence
them. The resulting ruins had then provided great protection for the remaining
defenders. The ensuing battle had ultimately resulted in the complete
destruction of the base and the death of everyone on it. It was still unclear
where the Outfit had gotten all their materiel, but he suspected they had been
smuggling it in for years from the various hot spots they had been deployed to.
That indicated a very high level of planning and organization.
They had still been wiped out by the inexorable
might of the U.S.T.G. military. Served them right for going against the
rightful government. If they hadn’t been planning a coup against the President,
this never would have happened. But they had succeeded in causing heavy
casualties and the destruction of very valuable vehicles. There were few new
armored vehicles and even fewer helicopters being built. The materials were in
short supply and there was limited manufacturing capability. Add to that the
failure to capture any
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