Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 7 (Revised)
Jeff Paulsen was one of the few male Coyotes on the Altama who wasn't a Guerilla, fighting against the Balfor army. He had good reasons for that. Looking at him, you could tell that he was old, getting into his sixties. But that wasn't much of an...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 14
After leaving the Fort Copper infirmary, I went to pick up my paycheck, and found a package waiting for me as well; it contained a new uniform, with a Specialist's shoulder badge instead of a Corporal's on the jacket. After leaving the base, I decided...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 13
"It was my fault!" I yelled, jolting violently. A second later, when I my senses had come to me, I realized I was back in the hospital bed. Just another dream. But it had happened, I just knew it. _Then why did Stokes say I saved him?_ I wondered. I...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 12
"Hoplite Alphas, this is Ajax three-seven, over!" "Send message. Three-Alpha-zero." "We're coming up against automatic weapon fire from entrenched enemy positions, requesting fire support, coordinates to follow!" I half expected to hear something...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 11
As the sun began to set, Sadie and Dr. Wright flitted about my room, making various preparations for the night's events - my meeting with Field Marshal Irving, commander of the Army on the Altama. Or was he the commander of the entire army? I don't...
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 10
The coffee was a forbidden treat. Forbidden because it sat in a cupholder just out of easy reach. If the Great Dane driving the truck had taken one of his hands off the steering wheel, even for a second, he risked losing control of the truck, not to...