Galactic Corps
Book Two of the Inheritance Trilogy
Chapter One
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First Platoon, Bravo Company
Carson Gate/Cluster Space
0540 hrs, GMT
Gunnery Sergeant Aiden Garroway wiggled a bit deeper into the bottle's embrace as the armorer swung the dome canopy down over his head and sealed it in place. "Link check," he heard, the Navy chief's words forming in his mind.
The canopy was opaque, a nanosurfaced ceramic-iridium laminate impervious to almost anything up to a direct hit by a 100-gigawatt laser, but the bottle's electronics fed the external view directly into Garroway's brain, channeling the data through his cerebral implants. The armorer's face leered down at him, distorted by the feed's fisheye effect, and by the reflections from the fishbowl helmet of the man's vacwear utilities.
"Link is on-line," Garroway replied. "You're going to have to fix that, though, Chief. God, you're ugly."
The man laughed. "Not as ugly as the Xulies. Good luck, Marine."
"Ooh-rah." With a thoughtclick, Garroway switched the data ... read full excerpt from Galactic Corps ebook
