BEYOND DEATH’S DOOR: FORTUNE FAVORS THE BRAVE
Book Two in the Death's Door Series
No animals, no insects, no sounds at all could be heard; and that concerned Heather. She had the squad spread out more to avoid bunching up.
In a way, the lack of noise was tranquil and inviting. It was also something to be cautious of.
As if on queue, everything changed quickly as rounds suddenly rang out around the four-man squad. Each member dived for cover as automatic weapons released burst after burst of deadly seven millimeter darts. They smashed into the ground around the squad.
Heather slammed hard against a fallen statue of some long dead local colonist. Liam and McDonald dived behind a low wall while Fortran ducked into an old bomb crater at the entrance to an empty shell of a building.
As they took cover each trooper released their safety and instinctively fired a wild burst into the air at any likely direction of fire, in a feeble attempt to keep whoever opened up on them pinned down.
“What the hell is that,” shouted Fortran as he hit the bottom of the crater head first.
The first thing he did was curl up into a ball hoping the rounds being fired at him would bypass his head and body. His head ringing from the pain of impact with the bottom of the crater.
Heather scanned the area and still found no electronic signatures. All that meant was that she was fighting against people that either found a way to mask their signature, or removed all their electronic gear. Turning off all electronic piece of equipment gave them one advantage, but also limited their effectiveness against her squad. For the moment anyway. She chose to believe the latter.
“That, trooper, is someone trying to kill you. Now keep your head under cover and find us a target,”
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