"And Captain Moye’s?"
"I don't care, just get him in there fast. We haven't got time for any great strategy here. This is a search and destroy mission, with time being a priority. How long until we dock?"
"Sixty seconds, Sir."
"You know what to do."
With that, Taylor rushed to the door and found Parker waiting for him with a gun and spare shield for his use. Jafar was there also.
"We got places to be. Let's move!"
He relayed his orders as he ran.
"Captain King, you're on."
When they reached the fighter bays, they heard a message over the comms, "Docking in three, two one.."
They felt the ship rock just a little as they clamped onto the barge. Rains was already waiting for them with another Mercury.
"Not had time to name her yet, Colonel, what do you think?"
Taylor did not stop as he strode towards the craft.
"I think we need to get a shift on. Let's go, go, go!"
Eddie could see the urgency in his face and rushed aboard. The engines were already running as Parker’s platoon rushed on board after Taylor. As the door slammed shut, he got a signal through from King.
"We've got the green light. Ready on your mark."
"This is Colonel Taylor to all units. Breach, breach, breach!"
He wanted to be in there first, but he knew they couldn't wait.
* * *
"Do you know where you are going or are you hoping for the best?" Reynolds asked.
Kelly had been driving for over an hour now, without giving any indication as to his intentions or destination. They were driving at high speed along a narrow old country road, surrounded by thirty-metre high trees that at least kept them concealed from any aircraft.
"I know of a place. A system of underground bunkers deep in the heart of the forest."
"How do you know of their existence?"
"I was briefed on their presence when we first relocated here. They're our best chance. We might even find a few allies there."
"I sure hope so."
"Don't hope, Captain. Hope didn't get us this far."
They both spotted a smoke trail rising from trees up ahead, but Kelly did not slow down.
"What do you want to do?"
"What we are already doing. Whatever may be ahead, it can't be any more danger to us than what will soon be at our backs."
Reynolds nodded in agreement. He lowered his window, raised his rifle to the frame, and took a deep breath.
"You know we'll need a lot more heavy gear than this if we're gonna make a difference."
"Got that right."
They took the bend up ahead and saw the wreck of an armoured vehicle burning on the roadside. They could already see from a distance that it was of human origin.
"Not good, not good at all. I don't like this, Boss," said Reynolds.
Kelly said nothing and continued on. As they neared the vehicle, they could see smoke arising from a few trees nearby and the tail end of a Mech fighter embedded in the foliage. That at least brought a smile to Kelly's face.
"Looks like they didn't go down without a fight."
The presence of the enemy fighter put Reynolds on edge, and he held his finger close to the trigger as they reached the wreckage. There was no sign of life by the armoured vehicles, but when they got the other side of it, they saw metal strewn across the road. Kelly stopped and got out.
"What is it?" Reynolds asked.
"Not sure."
Kelly took up his rifle and headed forwards carefully and cautiously. He studied every element of their surroundings while closing the distance, and finally recognised what he was looking at. The twisted metal shrapnel was in fact the remains of three or more Mech warriors who had been blown apart.
"Must have hit 'em with some pretty heavy ordnance," said Kelly.
"Like what?"
Kelly looked up at the large bore barrel of the wrecked vehicle beside them.
"Another one of those, I guess."
"So there were survivors here?"
Kelly let out a deep breath.
"I'd say so," he said, looking at the tank tracks continuing on past the wreckage.
"You see, hope," said Reynolds.
Kelly looked over to the wreck of the fighter and moved towards it.
"Sir, shouldn't we keep moving?"
"Not if there's any chance of some bastard alive in that thing. We've kept our movements quiet till now. Let's be sure to leave no stragglers like we did back in town."
He moved up cautiously through the foliage with his weapon held at the ready. As he neared the ship, he stopped dead on seeing two bodies ahead. They were both Mechs. He looked around for any sign of movement, but there was nothing. He carried on until he reached them and soon realised they were riddled with bullets from human made guns.
"Looks like they were hit wholesale, fish in a barrel," added Reynolds.
"Good."
"Whoever came through here meant business."
"Sounds like our kind of people, Reynolds."
"Yeah...maybe." He stepped nearer and could see just how much fire had been poured into the two Mechs. Someone had really gone to town on them.
"All right, let's move."
They got back on the road and navigated their way past the debris and carried on through the seemingly endless forest.
"You really know where you're going, Sir?"
"Have I ever bullshitted you, Captain?"
"No, Sir."
"Have I ever made anything up?"
"No, Sir."
"Have I ever led you into a trap?"
"No, Sir...but.."
"But nothing. Either say something useful or interesting, or shut the hell up."
Reynolds was silenced. He could tell Kelly had become a new man. He had reverted to the cold hard calculating warrior he had been when they were fighting for survival on the Moon. Kelly knew it, too, but he didn't mind. He knew he had to be an entirely different kind of animal to make a difference now.
They carried on for another ten kilometres when Reynolds could hardly contain himself any longer.
“How much farther until we reach the complex?”
Kelly turned and glared at him.
“You want me to be your number two, start treating me like it. I need to know our operational plans. I need to know locations. Whatever you know or plan, I need to know it, too.”
Kelly nodded.
“Good, now you’re starting to think like a leader.”
“Don’t ask what you need to know, demand it.”
“Got it.”
“Then we are two klicks away from the first of the bunkers. They are not written down. They are on no map. Their location was on a need-to-know basis. I needed to know, and now you do, too. I do not have coordinates for their location. They are not near any town or settlement I know of. I only know how to reach them by memory, and you must do the same. That tank, the bodies, the fighter. Those are gonna have to go once we are set up. They are identifying landmarks, and that is something to be avoided.”
Kelly suddenly brought the vehicle to a standstill. Reynolds looked ahead at a large fallen tree ahead. It was completely cutting off access to the road.
“You don’t stop for a smouldering tank, but you stop for a fallen tree?”
“It’s too convenient. The vehicle back there was purposely moved out of the way for access.”
“Okay?”
“And so if whoever it was came this way, they’d have to have moved that tree, or they purposely placed it there.”
“Or it could just be a fallen tree?”