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The screams went unheard, buried under the roar of atmosphere streaming pass the hull.
Someone screamed even louder as they hit with a bone jarring impact, hearing the hull groan in protest as the extra cross bracing began to buckle under the increased strain. Supposedly secure lockers sprung open, sending the contents bouncing around the interior, as the hull twisted itself out of shape. Penn caught a flying oxygen bottle, and jammed it between his legs, batting miscellaneous objects to...ward the deck with his free hand. They all heard the high-pitched screech of metal tearing off the ship as they smashed into something, the sound cutting through the interior like a knife. The impact starting them spinning, first one-way, then another as they hit something else.
Penn held on to the shock webbing, breathing heavily, betting they'd come down in a forest, by the sound of branches snapping as they scraped along the outer hull. The third hit had them traveling forward again in a reasonably straight line, but still way too fast. With one last bone bruising crash, and the sound of rending metal they were down, and at rest. A pale, greenish light leaked into the darkened cabin around the broken stub of an enormous branch that punched its way through the cockpit windshield, and the forward bulkhead. Thankfully, above their heads. The dripping red stain on the broken end bore mute testimony to the gruesome demise of pilot, and copilot. So much for getting off this mud ball in this ship, was Penn's thought, as he unsnapped the crash webbing. Curses and groans of pain came from all around as the team unstrapped and tried to stand on the sloping deck, the hull groaning in protest as it settled. Suddenly, bright greenish light flooded the interior as Sergeant Jaxx hit the emergency release on the shuttle's rear ramp. The steel ramp crashed to the Earth with a wet thump and a spray of mud. Unlike the others Penn had nothing to carry, so he followed Sub-Major Ellis down sloping deck to the ramp, breathing the hot, humid air, feeling as if he'd come home… CHAPTER ONE: Earth - Sol System Deep space tracking saw the flash first, but even as the signal crawled its way toward Earth, NEAT detected the spinward energy burst dropping down the gravity well as it decelerated into a retrograde Earth orbit. Before the second signal even reached the listening ground stations, eighteen massive battleships appeared in low orbit over every major capital city on Earth. Their sheer size quelled any immediate response from local governments, or the military, as every living being on Earth looked up in shock, wonder, horror, and amazement. For more than an hour, Earth held its breath, partly in shock, mostly in wonder as governments phoned each other in an attempt to come up with some coherent plan of action. At long last, the human race had the answer to the question it had asked itself ever since man first looked up at the stars. We were not alone. As humanity held its collective breath in astonishment and fear, all eyes glued to the sky, or the TV waiting for answers. At last, a lone shuttlecraft descended from the half-mile long battleship hanging over New York City, and gently came to rest in front of the UN building. Unbeknownst to the people of Earth, or the delegates to the UN, the shuttlecraft carried nothing more important than a third assistant under-secretary to the Imperial Governor's administration clerk. If that wasn't insulting enough, and without preamble, the pasty-faced bureaucrat announced to the UN General assembly, that Earth was now part of the Great Tellurian Empire. It wasn't a negotiation, or a demand, just a bald statement of fact. He ended the proclamation with platitudes about the undying Emperor's wish that his new subjects live long, and prosper under his benevolent guidance. Almost as a footnote, he added that the Sector Governor expected Earth's citizens to follow the Emperor's rules, regulations, and laws without question or resistance, departing thereafter as quickly as possible. As expected, Earth's response was to launch every weapon in her massive arsenals, to no avail. The nuclear weapons never left the ground, or lifted out of their silos. The Imperial ships in orbit simply obliterated them, and the trans-atmospheric fighters and missiles the moment they left the runways, or launchers. After that, and in accordance with Imperial Operational Directives 510, and in response to a local uprising, they'd put 'boots-on-the-ground' in the form of seven hundred and fifty-thousand elite Imperial combat troops. By inciting a rebellion, at least from the Imperial Government’s point of view, it entitled, and gave the Sector Governor all the excuse he needed to occupy the planet, subdue the rebellion, and start raping the planet, and the others in the system of their natural resources. Enriching himself in the process.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The screams went unheard, buried under the roar of atmosphere streaming pass the hull.
Someone screamed even louder as they hit with a bone jarring impact, hearing the hull groan in protest as the extra cross bracing began to buckle under the increased strain. Supposedly secure lockers sprung open, sending the contents bouncing around the interior, as the hull twisted itself out of shape. Penn caught a flying oxygen bottle, and jammed it between his legs, batting miscellaneous objects to...ward the deck with his free hand. They all heard the high-pitched screech of metal tearing off the ship as they smashed into something, the sound cutting through the interior like a knife. The impact starting them spinning, first one-way, then another as they hit something else.
Penn held on to the shock webbing, breathing heavily, betting they'd come down in a forest, by the sound of branches snapping as they scraped along the outer hull. The third hit had them traveling forward again in a reasonably straight line, but still way too fast. With one last bone bruising crash, and the sound of rending metal they were down, and at rest. A pale, greenish light leaked into the darkened cabin around the broken stub of an enormous branch that punched its way through the cockpit windshield, and the forward bulkhead. Thankfully, above their heads. The dripping red stain on the broken end bore mute testimony to the gruesome demise of pilot, and copilot. So much for getting off this mud ball in this ship, was Penn's thought, as he unsnapped the crash webbing. Curses and groans of pain came from all around as the team unstrapped and tried to stand on the sloping deck, the hull groaning in protest as it settled. Suddenly, bright greenish light flooded the interior as Sergeant Jaxx hit the emergency release on the shuttle's rear ramp. The steel ramp crashed to the Earth with a wet thump and a spray of mud. Unlike the others Penn had nothing to carry, so he followed Sub-Major Ellis down sloping deck to the ramp, breathing the hot, humid air, feeling as if he'd come home… CHAPTER ONE: Earth - Sol System Deep space tracking saw the flash first, but even as the signal crawled its way toward Earth, NEAT detected the spinward energy burst dropping down the gravity well as it decelerated into a retrograde Earth orbit. Before the second signal even reached the listening ground stations, eighteen massive battleships appeared in low orbit over every major capital city on Earth. Their sheer size quelled any immediate response from local governments, or the military, as every living being on Earth looked up in shock, wonder, horror, and amazement. For more than an hour, Earth held its breath, partly in shock, mostly in wonder as governments phoned each other in an attempt to come up with some coherent plan of action. At long last, the human race had the answer to the question it had asked itself ever since man first looked up at the stars. We were not alone. As humanity held its collective breath in astonishment and fear, all eyes glued to the sky, or the TV waiting for answers. At last, a lone shuttlecraft descended from the half-mile long battleship hanging over New York City, and gently came to rest in front of the UN building. Unbeknownst to the people of Earth, or the delegates to the UN, the shuttlecraft carried nothing more important than a third assistant under-secretary to the Imperial Governor's administration clerk. If that wasn't insulting enough, and without preamble, the pasty-faced bureaucrat announced to the UN General assembly, that Earth was now part of the Great Tellurian Empire. It wasn't a negotiation, or a demand, just a bald statement of fact. He ended the proclamation with platitudes about the undying Emperor's wish that his new subjects live long, and prosper under his benevolent guidance. Almost as a footnote, he added that the Sector Governor expected Earth's citizens to follow the Emperor's rules, regulations, and laws without question or resistance, departing thereafter as quickly as possible. As expected, Earth's response was to launch every weapon in her massive arsenals, to no avail. The nuclear weapons never left the ground, or lifted out of their silos. The Imperial ships in orbit simply obliterated them, and the trans-atmospheric fighters and missiles the moment they left the runways, or launchers. After that, and in accordance with Imperial Operational Directives 510, and in response to a local uprising, they'd put 'boots-on-the-ground' in the form of seven hundred and fifty-thousand elite Imperial combat troops. By inciting a rebellion, at least from the Imperial Government’s point of view, it entitled, and gave the Sector Governor all the excuse he needed to occupy the planet, subdue the rebellion, and start raping the planet, and the others in the system of their natural resources. Enriching himself in the process.
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