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    The Federation Unravels
    The Federation Unravels
    The Federation Unravels
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    The Federation Unravels

    By Nick Broadhurst

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    This is the sixth book of the Sequetus Series. Our main character, an extraterrestrial intelligence officer, is now digging behind who is attacking him. He finds there is a joint effort between a small grey race of extraterrestrials, which no one from out-there knows anything about, and the Earth governments. It is 1997. Out there, the Federation is quickly falling apart, with their rulers vanishing.

    This is also the sixth volume of the New Earth Miniseries.

    On Earth, our extraterrestrials’ corporations are being attacked. They are heavily targeted by sabotage, infiltration, and are falling apart. The key character of these institutions has gone into some other dimension, what they call the time portal.

    The portal exists on Earth, in Mexico. Without him, his followers’ inability to fight back is bringing down his empire and credibility.

    His followers and the reliable employees in his corporations do not have foresight, the ability to sense future moments in time. They cannot see what are right decisions before they happen.

    And who are these attackers of his? There are still thousands of agents out there, now concerting the destruction of his corporations.

    Who are these agents? If they are not from Earth, and not from the Federation, then from where?

    Question your existence around you if you dare; the real world you see out-there is not what is seems.

    Plus, it is not just Earth, or Sequetus 3, which this is happening to, but also the whole galactic Federation. It also is under attack from out-there, but further out than ever before. Who is it, and why does this have to affect Earth? Time is crunching forward.

    Like the other volumes, there are great illustrations, pictures, maps, and glossary. Have fun and remember it is not all fiction. There is a tapestry of truth below the stories.

    This book is a great read for all science fiction fans.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNick Broadhurst
    Release dateFeb 7, 2014
    ISBN9781310653940
    The Federation Unravels
    Author

    Nick Broadhurst

    The Sequetus Series started being written in 1987, the year the story kicks off. I started the first books using pen and paper and compiled many journals. Soon, however, I bought a new Amstrad computer, and was away. By book ten I was living in Tokyo and I was still at it, writing my story. By the twenty-third book, the Sequetus Series was complete, and it is 2014.This series of books is an epic piece of literature. I had never written a book before. I am an architect, and a construction project manager. But I really was interested in where this world was going, and I was going to also write about it - even if it was in fiction. I then did English and writing courses.And after the Sequetus Series, the Captain Kuro From Mars Series begins. It runs for twelve books. It incidentally follows on from the Sequetus Series. Telling the story does not stop.I lived and worked in over a dozen countries around the world, with Australia, Japan, the USA and now Nepal, being the four longest. I lived a life of adventure, and included is a lot of time in Asia, volunteering on disaster sites, and some during civil war. I have lived in a different world to what many of my readers see. The world I was born into did not have mobile phones, computers, or even satellites. I still remember when I looked up and saw the spaceship, as a star in the sky, as it moved from the left to the far right of the night sky. The early 1960s were wild adventure years. I sigh now as we are monitored and tracked.I recall almost fifty years ago, walking through the Australian bush, for two days, and the track I was walking across was littered with a dozen poisonous black-snakes, basking in the early morning winter sun. One bite would be fatal. I was seventeen. I was with another, but two days away from any road. We just carefully talked calmly to the snakes as we stepped over and through them. I still recall the images of them as they looked up to me. I also recall vividly trecking through the remote highlands of New Guinea, flying off cliffs in planes, and a lot more.There have been many different responses to people having read my books. They vary, but many readers claim they benefited. So if you want to read them, good for you. There is a lot in them. It is hoped you enjoy them as much as I did writing them.

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      The Federation Unravels - Nick Broadhurst

      THE FEDERATION

      UNRAVELS

      The Black Junta

      BOOK 6

      By Nick Broadhurst

      Published by Nick Broadhurst

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2014 Nick Broadhurst.

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      Thank you for downloading this ebook. This book remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be redistributed to others for commercial or non-commercial purposes. If you enjoyed this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy from their favorite authorized retailer.

      DISCLAIMER

      The SEQUETUS SERIES, the NEW EARTH MINISERIES and THE FEDERATION UNRAVELS are works of fiction. Names of individuals and companies used in the book, unless historical fact, are pure fiction.

      THE SEQUETUS SERIES GLOSSARY

      Part of this volume is a chapter named Glossary, a list of terms and words and what they mean. When a word in the glossary is first used in the story it is shown slanted like this. These are bookmarked to take you to the word definition in the Glossary. The glossary expands with new terms with each subsequent volume

      MEASUREMENT

      In the Federation there is Standard Measurement, such as kinopacs, or Ks and pacs, but those who have left Earth may still use kilometers.

      HOW THESE BOOKS ARE NUMBERED

      This is an epic story. By its nature it is big. There are twenty-three books. Each book deals with a specific aspect of the story.

      The Sequetus Series is broken up into four miniseries. Each miniseries is comprised of between four to eight books.

      The miniseries are

      THE NEW EARTH MINISERIES

      Books 1-8

      THE TEMPLAR MINISERIES

      Books 9-12

      THE JUGGERNAUT MINISERIES

      Books 13-17

      THE EARTH SYNDROME MINISERIES

      Books 18-23

      Each miniseries can be read in its own right.

      A lot of care has gone into creating this epic, and everything has been done by way of glossary, pictures, maps, notes, credits, and so on, to assist the reader to have an enjoyable reading experience.

      Contents

      MAPS

      CHAPTER 1 PATTERSON AIR BASE

      CHAPTER 2 HIM

      CHAPTER 3 ANDERSON

      CHAPTER 4 ARREST OF JOHNSON

      CHAPTER 5 FINDING THE ENEMY

      CHAPTER 6 THE CARIBBEAN

      CHAPTER 7 A STATE OF DANGER

      CHAPTER 8 DEACTIVATION PLAN

      CHAPTER 9 WARP DRIVES

      CHAPTER 10 DEPARTURE

      PREVIEW OF BOOK SIX

      Back Matter:

      GLOSSARY

      ADDITIONAL NOTES

      CREDITS

      ADDITIONAL BOOKS

      NOTES ON ILLUSTRATIONS

      BACK COVER

      MAPS

      CHAPTER 1

      PATTERSON AIRBASE

      For three weeks, the screens of all Federation ships and bases were monitored around Sequetus to detect any anomaly. From Dockside, past the system itself, all the way to Home, all screens were constantly monitoring. Independent Goren Torren and Pegasus were missing.

      On day twenty-three, an alert went out to all stations. A magnetic ripple had been observed at GROUND ZERO. After three seconds of concentric ripples, two light-craft emerged.

      The commander of the Impeel immediately dispatched two interceptors that were on a standing schedule, orbiting over the planet. The interceptors kicked out of orbit, into the atmosphere. They had been reinforced with additional heat shields, to cater for greater atmospheric speed and heat. As soon as they had swooped over the American border, their afterburners blasted into life. The interceptors sped at over twelve thousand Ks.

      The light-craft were moving north on their usual run; the interceptors already had them on their screens and closing. Radio silence was observed.

      Leader-One looked over to the cockpit of Junior-One. They both nodded. Immediately they kicked afterburners for six tenths of a second, rolled and overtook the light-craft ten thousand feet over the Tennessee mountains. The interceptors passed on either side of their quarry. The two pairs of Federation gunners let fire with automatic lasers. Their mission was to disable a craft for capture, not destroy it.

      The light-craft responded with surprise. Green lasers arced in return. The light-craft changed color, reversed direction and then elevated straight up. They traveled at ten thousand Ks, but not enough to outpace the faster interceptors. At sixty thousand feet the interceptors’ speed increased, and once again they were striking at the foreign craft. Together the four dove to the ground, exchanging strikes. The light-craft were changing color, and Leader One registered that the strikes they were receiving were diminishing.

      They hit a cloudbank; they were on instruments only now. The gunners still fired. The craft were up again into the outer atmosphere. The interceptors set onto them, again. Now the enemy offered little resistance, as the interceptor lasers struck the small craft time and time again. The two small craft began to lose their glow; soon there was no light at all, only the naked silver disc hulls of the craft remained. The enemy craft faltered and then gave in to gravity.

      They tumbled, flipping and turning, cartwheeling down to the surface of the Earth. The interceptors had ceased the attack and were following the craft down. Seconds passed as they slipped through the cloudbanks, the ground reared up before them.

      Leader-One found himself trying to will the craft to life; he did not want them dead. As though in response the craft gained some color, the freewheeling ceased and the angle of pullout increased. Both enemy craft hit the waters at a twenty-degree angle, at reduced speeds. The spray and sand from the beach, shot ninety feet into the air.

      Light craft downed

      As the spray cleared, the interceptors roared overhead and reported with pictures back to the Impeel. The first part of their mission was complete.

      The commander on the bridge saw the craft lying partly submerged, with waves washing over their shining hulls. There was no movement from the craft.

      The interceptors screamed into the upper atmosphere, increasing speed as they gained altitude. The sun shimmered on their white hulls as they left orbit for the safety of their cruiser. Leader-One acknowledged the four Rangercraft Terrain-Category-3's, that were positioned in the upper atmosphere, to retrieve the enemy craft.

      Rangercraft #3

      Quietly, the Rangercraft descended to the beach line of the Atlantic coast; the two craft, four thousand feet below. The tiny shining specks were becoming less visible as the sun set, shedding light for darkness over the land.

      Two thousand feet to go, and the three Rangercraft ejected the magnetic lines to pull the stuck craft from the sand and water.

      The Rangercraft were readying when Leader One picked up an alert from the north. It was a formation of fifteen US Marine fighters. They had banked to again come in with the last of the sun behind them. They swept in, with the Rangercraft in their sights. Rockets fired. Three seconds later the Rangercraft were into the outer atmosphere, with five fighters giving chase. At thirty miles above, the Rangercraft pulled up to watch the fighters circling below. Their instructions were: to wait.

      The Impeel tracked the events below. Helicopters were now flying to the scene from the McGuire Air Force Base, while further Air Force fighters were coming in, from the Fort Dix Army Camp.

      The thunder of the helicopters echoed over the waves. Army divers leapt into the water near the UFOs, the water becoming flat, under the force of the rotors overhead. Nets dropped into the ocean. Moments later, the craft were being dragged up from their watery graves.

      Fifteen more minutes and the helicopters with their catch slung below, began to circle over the well-lit Wright Patterson Air Force Base. The craft were lowered onto the backs of flatbed trucks and taken to hangers.

      For two hours, the Rangercraft waited overhead. The United States Air Force increased its air surveillance. There were never less than ten fighters overhead, at any one time.

      The commander of Impeel conceded that an aerial pick-up had been aborted.

      The light-craft being hauled

      away from the beach

      The commander of Impeel conceded that an aerial pick-up had been snatched, from under their noses.

      Ω

      Letone sat in the Communications Room of Home. Their plans were unraveling. They had committed a most unholy error. They had under estimated an enemy.

      It was past eight in the evening, when Letone tuned out from a conversation with the commander of the Impeel. There was little time available. Arlon's image came to the screen. "Urgent mission Arlon. On the other side of the continent. We need a car out in front in four minutes."

      Arlon acknowledged.

      A new image came onto Letone's screen. Sir? It was a Boguard.

      Palow; have yourself and three other Boguard, ready for medium armed personnel combat, out in front in four minutes. We’ll be gone for eight to ten hours.

      Sir!

      Letone turned to another of the twelve screens. "Miss Huro, Home security is fully under your command until I return, from an imminent mission. Letone turned to another screen. Leader Boltan, have the ACI Swiftjet ready for departure in thirty-five minutes. Destination New York and return." Letone flicked the screens off, swiveled in his chair; grabbed his neuron-stick, securing it to his right leg, his particle gun clipped to his belt and his laser strapped to his thigh. A quick inspection of the shock-suit showed the transceiver fully charged. He strode to the door.

      In ten seconds, he was on the ground floor. He ran down the steps. The car was idling, Boguard were inside, and Arlon beside the car. Before Letone could enter, Arlon put his hand up, to halt him.

      Captain, he said, If you value harmony between the staff and the Boguard, then invite me along. I’m ready.

      Letone looked at Arlon and shook his head. Arlon stood there; wearing a long dark grey overcoat, dark felt hat and sunglasses. Arlon. You are weird. Perhaps that is why there is seldom any disharmony between us. Jump in. Arlon climbed into the limousine and Letone added as an afterthought: You had better live through this.

      The vehicle pulled out and headed to the airport.

      Π

      CHAPTER 2

      HIM

      OCTOBER 4, 1997 – BS 8

      The room was dark, the windows curtained, and the desk in the center of the room was clean and orderly. A series of prints and photographs adorned the walls. The table in the corner had a pitcher of water, with some lead crystal glasses on a silver tray. The antique clock on the wall chimed away, and an American flag hung in the corner.

      The man was sitting at his desk, his tanned complexion and black hair making him a handsome-looking forty-two year old. He drummed his fingers nervously, as he waited for the second man to join him. He glanced again, at the open file that was giving him so much concern.

      The door opened, and an impeccably groomed second man entered. The second man was tall, thirty-six and self-confident. The first man disliked him immensely, but he was the best in his expertise.

      The first man stared. I’m to understand that you have lost contact.

      Correct sir, the second man responded.

      Fix it, the first man said, smiling.

      We are trying, sir. To date, we have not been able to make contact. They no longer respond.

      "I don’t want to hear of no result. If we don’t make contact soon, he will call, and neither of us need that. So; get me a result!"

      Yes sir, the second man said. He had never seen his employer so irritated. He realized he had been dismissed, when the first man paid him no further attention.

      The second man merely nodded and left the room. One day he would be the first man. The second man could feel something was dreadfully wrong, he just knew it.

      Ω

      JANUARY 17 1999 – BS 10

      To date you have not brought me any success, said the first man to the second as he turned from the window.

      The second man felt the glare of the other. He did not need to be reminded, failure was rare. He merely nodded. The room was dark; the curtains open, exposing a glorious outlook, onto the nightscape of the city lights, many floors below.

      Finally, the second man cleared his throat. They have gone. As for the industrialist, it appears as though he arrived from nowhere, as did his wealth. There is no evidence of borrowing, or owing to any organization. He merely grows wealthier, by the week.

      The first man looked from the window and turned. He was irritated, and shaking his head slowly. "Handle this industrialist, or he will handle both of us. Understand?"

      The second man nodded. He knew it was the end of his audience, as it was called. He looked at the first man, who was now not even going to provide the simple courtesy of a goodbye. He strode out. He would show him, and him.

      The first man waited, until the second man had left. He was pleased he had gone, and withdrew a photograph of him from the drawer. Again, he recited the oath of allegiance to him. The first man's loyalties ran deep. He wasn’t merely an employer; the ties went back through his family, for generations. His father had served his father, as did his grandfather his grandfather.

      Ω

      MARCH 15 1999 - BS 10

      The first man was waiting. He glanced at his watch; he was waiting for a phone call from him. He knew that when he was late it was a sign that there was something wrong. Please ring, he thought. Finally the phone rang and he grabbed the receiver.

      He was on the line. The first man listened to the restrained anger in his voice. Finally, he was permitted to answer. Yes sir, I have seen it. I believe that is the break, which we have been waiting for. He paused. No sir, I don’t believe it for a moment, myself. Yes, I agree. It is the opportunity to discredit him. I won’t let you down. He stopped, shaking, as he lost all self-control for a few seconds: No sir. I have no way to account for their disappearance. We are still trying to make contact…. The line went dead. The first man looked at the receiver and stared at the phone. He was going to need to get tough, in order to succeed. He reached for the other phone.

      Ω

      JUNE 23 2001 – BS 12

      The first man was agitated. He fidgeted with the lapel of his suit and then stood to inspect the overlap of the curtains. No one could see in; he returned to his desk. He sat as the second man entered the room. Say nothing, just listen! he said, not waiting for him to be seated. I don’t care how you do it! Close him down. He is becoming far too powerful, and popular. Do you understand?

      The second man nodded slowly. He understood, all right.

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