Battle Station (Star Force Series Book 5)
B. V. Larson
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In BATTLE STATION Kyle Riggs faces new challenges, new alien fleets and learns the secrets behind the war he has been fighting for years.
In the fifth book of the Star Force Series, the Eden system is in humanity's grasp, but can they keep it? Star Force is weak after a long war, and many yearn to go home. Knowing the machines will return with a new armada eventually, Riggs seeks a more permanent solution. Along the way, worlds are won and lost, millions perish, and great truths are revealed.
BATTLE STATION is a military science fiction novel by bestselling author B. V. Larson.
(To find the first book in the series, search for SWARM, by B. V. Larson)
news. -41- It was months later when the ring orbiting Hel shivered again. We detected it instantly this time, and I sent ships through to recon the situation on the far side. They came back and reported they’d seen nothing changed in the system owned by the Crustaceans. No Macro ships had appeared. Nothing appeared to have changed at all. I paced and worried in the heart of my battle station. I was in a grand command center, buried nearly a mile deep inside rock and steel. At first, I’d
an incomplete copy of a system image from one of their brainboxes in the first place. When we’d left the Eden system the last time, they had not quite finished transmitting his mind to our ship. The missing elements in his mind had sought completion, and had resulted in the quirky creature I’d come to consider—well, if not a friend, then an ally at least. “Good,” I said, “I don’t want your brain erased and turned into a boring alien-translation robot.” “We agree on that point, Colonel.” “Let’s
this side of the ring?” “I believe all my calculations are correct.” I hesitated, mulling it over. His contraption looked like a bobsled. He’d already gotten himself wrapped up in it. “Is there enough gas for two bodies to ride on that thing?” “In anticipation of this possible situation, I’ve built the system with a second berth.” I laughed, wondering how I’d gone from being the man with the plan, the man in charge, to hitching a ride on Marvin’s ice-ship. I climbed into the framework of dark
operating the bassoon-like translation system sing its strange song as we traveled. More hours passed. Had the Macros attacked by now? Had Sarin declared me lost, and ordered Star Force to pull out? I didn’t think my officers would let her get away with that so soon. Maybe a week from now, but not just a day or two after I’d taken the plunge. As the first day in the gas giant’s atmosphere slipped into a second, the novelty had begun to wear off. I no longer felt like an intrepid explorer.
the creature would have been compressed in comparison. I could only make guesses. At last, after having circumnavigated the world from pole to pole, I ordered Alamo to take me down deeper. Another thousand miles—then two. Then three. I felt sick. I could no longer see, except in flashes. When I finally heard something different, a voice talking to me, it was like hearing angels singing in the distance. “Why do air-thoughts disturb our peace?” “What?” “The noise must stop.” I blinked, but my