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Planet Kill
Chapter 11 — My old school
A troop carrier with Hiro’s invasion force zoomed through the dark sky while he mentally inspected his men. Jaws pounded chewing gum while other men whistled to mask their unease. Most had never seen combat, but that would change in a few hours.
Once on the ground, Hiro would meet with his platoon leaders. However, this mission would differ in one respect — the aggressors’ quarters AND teleportation shack would be attacked at the same time.
A pair of mortars and a light machine gun opened fire on the barracks, while two additional mortars blasted the teleport hub. The battle resembled a 4th of July celebration until a Vertical Takeoff Craft rose from behind the teleportation building.
On another part of Earth, the sun was going down when the trio walked into town. Although flames still spewed from broken gas lines, many buildings were smoldering while people prowled for anything they could find. Clyde supported Greta as they moved through the rubble-strewn streets. “Look at this place!” he exclaimed.
The trio stood in the middle of a street when they were approached by a grizzled policeman wearing a tattered uniform. “Are you guys from the Sheriff’s Department?”
Zoe looked around. “Right. What happened here?”
