Bolos: Old Guard Part 26
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Kiel slipped of his headphone and turned around. Lieutenant Veck was standing just inside the door, and from the look on the kid's face, he had heard the conversation.
"Why weren't we all told?" Veck asked, stepping forward.
"Nothing to tell, officially," Kiel said. "And I'm in charge here. I don't have to tell you anything I don't feel you need to know."
Veck nodded, but clearly wasn't happy. And right now Kiel needed his people on their toes, not worried about being pulled off the planet at any minute.
"Besides," Kiel said, "the information I got is off the record. It could just be rumor or misinformation."
"But you believe that it is accurate, don't you?"
Kiel had to admit that he did. He laughed. "Looks like you'll get to the 'real war' faster than you imagined."
"Is this all because of my mistakes?" Veck asked.
"You really do have the guilt going, don't you?" Kiel asked.
Veck said nothing.
Kiel knew that Veck was barely surviving the guilt of killing his best friend and destroying a Bolo and transport s.h.i.+p. It would be years before he was completely past it, but at the moment Kiel wasn't going to let the kid swim in his own self-pity.
"Look, Lieutenant, it's just politics and nothing more. But to be honest with you, I don't much like the idea of losing a war for any reason. But especially because some politician lost his backbone."
"That I agree with," Veck said.
"And besides," Kiel said. "withdrawal will not be easy, even if it was ordered. From what I've seen of the Kezdai, I don't think they'll just sit back and let us go. Do you?"
Veck shook his head. Clearly the thought was one he hadn't gotten to yet.
"They'll be fighting us on all fronts," Kiel said, "with diminis.h.i.+ng resources on our side, until the last transport lifts off or is blown to rubble."
Veck was almost white trying to imagine the scenario that Kiel was painting.
"We get pulled back and we'll be lucky to leave Delas with half a regiment, much less two."
"So what do we do?" Veck asked.
"We win this thing now," Kiel said. "It's just d.a.m.n near our only option."
My research has been most productive. The flux control coils on my h.e.l.lrails are damaged beyond repair, preventing normal operation, but a buss short across selected circuits will pa.s.s through the damaged coil, energizing plasma vented though my secondary relief valves. The plasma will be contained in a constricted beam until the h.e.l.lrails' generators fire. In an accident during testing, this failure resulted in a low-yield fusion explosion one hundred and ninety meters from the weapon muzzle.
I believe that by adjusting the parameters, I can control both distance and explosive yield, and that I can achieve an explosion rate of one point two per second. It is vital that my attempts at control are successful. The failure incident on which I am basing this effort destroyed the test weapon, two observation bunkers, and killed fifteen technicians, an observer, and a member of the Concordiat senate.
Though this discovery was interesting, it was not obvious how it could be used for propulsion. Then, in my Terran historical archives, I located a reference to an obscure fission s.p.a.ce drive proposed at the dawn of the atomic age. It was code named: Project Orion.
It was late in the s.h.i.+ft, and Bendra's eyes burned and watered. His body ached from lack of motion. The others in the room looked like he felt. But he could only let his attention wander for a moment. He looked back into the holotank, manipulating the controls, looking for something, anything, unusual.
Bendra was weary and sick of his task. He knew that they could as easily have a machine perform this sort of routine scanning, but it was deemed too menial even to be a.s.signed to a device. Let a low-born do it. That is what they would say. Do not waste a good machine.
It was at these times he treasured the mystery object. He could refocus his tank on it, check its readings, and speculate about what it was. This small mystery kept him sane on nights like this.
He touched the controls.
Yes, there it was. He checked the orbit and saw that it had not deviated appreciably, nor were there any especially unusual readings. It was slightly warmer than he would have expected, but that could be explained by residual radioactivity.
He chattered his beak in annoyance. It could at least do something interesting.
And it was interesting that the object picked exactly that moment to explode.
He blinked and shook his head. But he had not imagined it, a broad spectrum pulse right down to hard neutrons. A nuclear explosion then.
He looked for wreckage from the object and could not find any. Had it merely been vaporized?
Then there was a second explosion some distance away. This second one was less intense than the first. Then, moments later, a third.
He realized that the explosions formed a line, nuclear shock waves like beads on a string.
Then another.
And another.
And another.
Now he knew what he was looking for. The radiation and flash made it difficult, but he found it, a small object moving away from the lead explosion, and the clear source of the next one when it came.
The object was accelerating rapidly.
Bendra considered.
It did not fit the parameters of any s.h.i.+p or weapon the Kezdai knew of, but it seemed potentially dangerous. Certainly, it was moving by design, and not by accident.
He hissed his annoyance, and the monitors near him turned to stare. He didn't care. This thing could kill them all. He couldn't afford to simply sit and watch it.
His hand went to the intercom panel. He connected with the Is-Kaldai's Arbiter and asked to be connected to Vatsha. The voice in his earphone was clearly annoyed. "What business, low-born?"
"I must alert the blood-sister to a danger we have earlier discussed."
If the Arbiter remembered their previous conversation, he gave no sign. "Even if I cared to bother her, low-born, I could not. She has left by shuttle with the Is-Kaldai to board Blade of Kevv as soon as it arrives in local s.p.a.ce. The Human forces are on the move. The offensive has begun. Glorious day."
Eight.
The first explosion nearly destroyed me.
It was both closer and more powerful than I expected. Only my remaining ablative armor tiles saved me. As it is, I have lost several secondary systems, and my other main turret is frozen. But I have learned from my mistakes. I a.n.a.lyzed my data, reran my simulations, and my second explosion was more accurately controlled.
Within two minutes I was controlling the yield within 0.35 percent, and distance within 1.88 percent. Since then I have stumbled on a compression effect that seems to allow the forward shock wave from one explosion to compress the plasma for the next. This vastly increases efficiency and allows me to more than triple my antic.i.p.ated explosion rate.
My secondary batteries are proving effective for att.i.tude control, but I will need to allocate my ammunition wisely. My average acceleration is now 3.6 standard gravities.
I am a s.p.a.cecraft.
But not without cost.
The pounding to my systems is incredible, and my forward armor, which is acting as a thrust plate to absorb the shock wave and turn it into thrust, is boiling away layer by microscopic layer. Microscopic stress cracks are forming through all my frame members and plates. I will arrive at Delas, but my ability to fight when I arrive, even after major refit, is increasingly questionable.
Still, I am on my way to Delas, as duty and honor demand.
General Kiel stared at the holographic images as the Bolos advanced, supported by General Rokoyan's troops. Lieutenant Veck was beside him, but from the start of the attack, hadn't wanted to be.
"I belong with Rover," Veck had said.
"At the moment, you're needed here," Kiel had said. "Rover will do just fine without you. And you can stay in contact through your headset, can't you?'
Veck had agreed, because he had no choice. But Kiel could tell he didn't much like it.
Kiel didn't care. He needed Veck at his side. He was expecting some sort of trap from the Kezdai and he needed Veck to help think their way out of it.
"I don't see Kal on this image," Veck said, pointing to the hologram of the battlefield. On it each Bolo was shown as a bright green dot, with the name of the Bolo on the dot.
"Kal isn't showing up on the tracking at the moment," Kiel said.
"And why not?" Veck asked.
Kiel pointed at the mountains. "I sent Kal the long way around through the mountains. If there is trouble, the lone Bolo may provide an unexpected surprise for the enemy."
Jask poked his head over the top of the boulder and almost couldn't believe what he was seeing. A real Bolo was headed down the valley right toward him.
He couldn't believe it had finally happened. The Bolos were coming to rescue him.
He ran back to Bessy, where the unconscious Orren lay. "Lieutenant Orren! Lieutenant Orren, wake up!"
Jask shook him. Orren stirred, but didn't wake up.
"Come on, Lieutenant," Jask shouted. "It's the Bolo! The Bolo is here."
Under him the ground was shaking from the tracks of the Bolo and it plowed forward, knocking down trees and brush as it came. It was everything he could have ever imagined.
Jask gave Orren one more shake, then gave up. He activated the headset and ran down the hillside to the floor of the valley. The Bolo was coming right at him, hard and fast.
Jask stuck the headphone on. "Ziggy, it's us. Stop!"
He waved his arms as the battles.h.i.+p sized tank bore down on him.
"Ziggy, don't you hear me? Stop! Stop!"
"Jask, I am on my way, but I am not there yet. If you in fact see a Bolo, it is not me. Use extreme caution."
Jask gasped as the Bolo got closer and closer, the ground shaking as if it were a soft bed.
And the noise was ma.s.sive, swallowing Jask with its thunder.
"Jask, do you read me?"
General Kiel, with Lieutenant Veck at his side, stood and watched through both holo images and live vid feeds as the Bolos advanced across the flat, open land, all guns blazing.
The enemy was falling back, but slower now, as though the ground was somehow important to them.
"This is making no sense at all," Veck said.
"I agree," Kiel said. "I'm getting a bad feeling here."
Then the explosions started.
A uranium spear ripped up from a Bolo mine through the center of one of the Mark x.x.xIVs. Its A turret exploded, followed by secondary explosions as the ammunition in its magazines began to ignite.
"All Bolos. Dead slow!" Kiel ordered. "Start scanning for mines!"
The Kezdai forces, a moment ago in full retreat, suddenly dug in and redoubled their efforts.
"d.a.m.n it all to h.e.l.l," Kiel said, as then the spearfall began.
"Where's that all coming from?" Kiel shouted.
On screen, the Bolos were taking turns firing flack cover and pounding their h.e.l.lrails at the s.h.i.+ps in orbit, all working together as a unit.
"The Kezdai's s.h.i.+p with the sensor scrambler is back again," Veck said, studying one screen. "The number of false sensor returns has vastly increased."
"d.a.m.n," Kiel said. "The Bolos won't hit it the way they did last time."
"Why not try anyway?" Veck suggested. "Who knows, they may get lucky."
"At this point," Kiel said, "that's what its going to take."
Bolos: Old Guard Part 26
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