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Brynin the War 1
Brynin the War 1
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Jason, an officer in The Council Interstellar Force, fights Harcus’s armies of robots, cloned humanoids, Spacecraft, and other weapons.

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    Brynin the War 1 - Thadd Evans

    Can the CIF and its allies defeat Harcus and his forces?

    Jason, an officer in The Council Interstellar Force, fights Harcus’s armies of robots, cloned humanoids, Spacecraft, and other weapons.

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    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    Brynin, The War

    Copyright © 2014 Thadd Evans

    ISBN: 978-1-77111-835-4

    Cover art by Carmen Waters

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    Brynin, The War

    Part 1

    By

    Thadd Evans

    Dedication

    To Norma Schlesinger, an Art History teacher who encouraged me to write

    Chapter One

    A few weeks ago, we moved into our apartment. My HMR, a high-speed memory recall tool, chimed. I spoke into the ear-mounted device. Hello, who is it?

    Ambassador Yar.

    It’s good to hear from you.

    Thank you. I want to attend your party, but problems have come up.

    I hesitated, stunned by this information. Understood. What are they? An instant later, I realized I had no business asking.

    First of all, is your HMR secure? Can anyone listen in? she replied.

    Hold on a second. I’ll fix that.

    All right.

    I pulled it off my ear, and the floating screen appeared. Near the top of it, security measures scrolled. I dragged my finger over most of them, switching on more firewalls, then put the earpiece back. Now we can talk.

    According to the Icir Security Force, Yar went on, for the last couple of days, LN spies have been watching me when I’m traveling between schools. As a result, the ISF told me we need to hold your party at another location, not at your apartment.

    I frowned, worried now. Sure. Where?

    I’ll tell you a day or two before the party. Sorry it has to be this way.

    I bit my lip, frustrated that this occasion had become more complicated. No problem.

    After Ieeb, Seeta, and I left the subway station close to downtown Wcip, we stepped inside an unmarked air-van. The driver, a Glemal woman in plain clothes, smiled at us as the vehicle rose.

    I sat down. Where are we going?

    She replied, You’ll see.

    When it was far above the street, the van went several blocks, flew inside a gray high-rise, and touched down. All of us climbed out and went through a door, entering a huge conference room.

    Not far away, amid a small crowd, Ambassador Yar was speaking to Yeliv, Greg, and Tia. The Ambassador walked toward me, smiling. We hugged.

    I pulled away. This is my wife and daughter.

    Ieeb, a shocked expression on her face, shook Yar’s hand. I didn’t think I would ever meet you.

    Yar grinned and drew an L-shape in the air with her finger. The privilege is mine.

    Ieeb blinked, surprised. You know Dseo signing language. That’s amazing.

    I studied Teer’s Notes for several years.

    That’s impressive. They’re extremely detailed, hard to learn. Although his Notes are part of our language and history, grasping every book takes a long time.

    Yar smiled, but didn’t say a word.

    An hour later, after the Ambassador said she wanted to speak to me alone, both of us entered a small conference room.

    As the door closed she paused, a worried expression on her face. We need your help, Jason. Although Icir appears to be safe, it isn’t. The Eleventh Fleet, a part of the LN’s Galactic Force that controls D Twenty-Four, is going to attack this planet in the next few months.

    I scowled. What can I do? I’m not a soldier, and I don’t even have a ship anymore.

    The LNGF will use IPG missiles along with other weapons. You’re the only person who has ever disarmed one. Although programmers working for ISF have tried to break those missile’s firewalls, they failed. You succeeded.

    I crossed both arms over my chest, realizing that my lack of military training was a problem. At the same time, I knew that if the LN conquered Icir, they might imprison my wife and daughter along with everyone else. It was that simple. What can I do?

    Tomorrow morning you’ll board a Council Destroyer bound for D-twenty-four. During the voyage you’ll be trained in different areas, including IT. This is confidential information. The only thing you can tell Ieeb is that you’ll serve in the Council Interstellar Force. Unfortunately, her HMR has been bugged. LN spies are listening.

    I flinched, wondering what the spies might have learned, upset that I couldn’t tell my wife more.

    I’m sorry it has to be this way. Icir is a great place to live.

    I nodded. In my mind’s eye I saw a worst-case scenario—LN ships dropped bombs on Wcip.

    That evening, after my family—including me—entered our apartment, I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a note on it, a message telling Ieeb that her HMR had been bugged.

    She nodded. Seeta, it’s time for you to take a bath.

    Do I have to?

    Yes.

    Our daughter left the room.

    Ieeb walked away and returned, frowning. I put the HMR in our bedroom.

    I scowled. I have to leave tomorrow morning. Then I told her about my decision to join the CIF.

    Her lips started quivering. She hugged me. I love you so. Come back to me. I don’t want you to die in some faraway place.

    "I love

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