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Bravo Force

Copyright© 2007 by Robin Pentecost

Chapter 32: Moving

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 32: Moving - Prudence Whiteside is a brilliant manager. She's also a competent small force commander, a talent she denies. Terry Sideman runs a company that can use all her skills. The time: the mid-twenty-fifth century. A lot has changed but some things remain the same.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Slow  

Lia led the way to the transport area outside Beijing CA. Like the rest of the force that had not gone ahead, they were dressed in standard OSG combat fatigues. The area was bustling as the last loads went into the heavy lifters. The command team climbed into a transport lifter and headed for Turpan.

It was nearly midnight when they set down well outside the small city. A brisk wind blew sand and dust everywhere.

"Just like I remember," Pru said. "I'll bet it's still nearly 30 degrees Celsius here. Where is your command post going to be, Lia?"

The captain gestured to her right. "Over there in that depression. They've got the field generators in place, and all we need to do is unload the lifters."

"Why not just put the lifters in place and run the field over them?" Pru asked.

"That's our ace in the hole, Pru," Lia replied. "We're keeping the profile low, because the field is going to look just like the surrounding country. Instead of a depression there, it will be mostly level. It will be extremely difficult, if not impossible, to see."

"That's what Xing had up his sleeve, isn't it?"

"Right!"

Pru and Maeve watched as the unloading continued and the heavy lifters disappeared into the sky. Finally, the generators were switched on, and the field built up, concealing the entire location. Pru looked on with interest.

"Maeve, this is new to me. Do we use this kind of thing often?"

"Not too often, Pru. We don't often need to. But, it's in the arsenal, and it can be very helpful. It's just about the best camouflage possible, since the field picks up the appearance of the land it's placed on. Keeping a low profile's important around here where there aren't many hills."

Pru thought for a moment and went to find Sgt Major Xing. She brought him back to where she and Maeve had been talking "Xing, this field is pretty hard to see. Is there any other way to locate it, without actually walking into it? I mean, can you scan CIDs through it; does it pass com signals?"

"Well, Pru, you can't scan anything inside and we use special ports to get com signals in and out. There are detectable radiations from the field, and it's possible to detect one from outside, but you have to be looking for it. It's not obvious to most detection methods."

Pru thanked him and called Lia to join them. "Lia, I have an idea. We've had no luck locating the hostages because their CIDs are somehow masked. Could you run a scan around the area for a field just like this one? Isn't it just possible, they're using this type of field to hide the hostages?"

Lia looked disturbed, but nodded her head. "Yes, we can do that. I'll get right on it." She looked meaningfully at Xing, who trotted off, then turned to Pru. "Pru, the only people who have this technology are the OSG forces. What are you thinking?"

"Just a hunch, Lia, but if OSG has it, anyone can get it. There's no such thing as a secret. Let's give it a try — we certainly aren't getting anywhere with other methods, and you've been doing everything you can think of." Lia nodded again and walked away, deep in thought. Pru turned back to help Maeve, who was organizing their gear preparatory to hauling it into the shelter of the field.

"Maeve, tell me more about these camouflage fields."

"What do you want to know, Pru? They work like a charm, as long as you don't make a bump on the horizon that wasn't there before."

"Can you make them go away?"

"You could bomb one, I suppose, but that's not what you mean; it would make mush out of everyone inside. A bomb would have to disable a generator to bring the field down. 'Make it go away, ' you said. Well, the field generators are inside, so you can't turn them off from outside, and the generators run on fuel cells that are also inside. You really can't turn one off from outside."

"How could an intruder get inside one of these?"

"Pretty hard. The field's a lot like the ones they use for a Controlled Area. It's opaque and impervious — even to most ordnance. Usually we set them to trigger an alarm if anyone touches or monkeys with it from outside. You'd really have to get through a portal in the field to get in, and those are always guarded."

"How do you set up a portal?"

"A portal is a counter-field that negates the main field at some given point. Once the field is up, you go to where you want a portal and activate the portal generator."

"Could you do that from the outside?"

Maeve's face lit up. "You're wondering how to break into one! And, you think there's another one out here somewhere, don't you?"


The field was in place by 0300 as promised, and all the force's equipment and troops were under cover well before dawn. Pru and Maeve found a place behind a storage dump to throw down sleeping bags and stretch out. Sleep came instantly; Pru was simply exhausted, and the sergeant major had long ago learned the soldier's rule: sleep, eat and pee at any opportunity.

Xing touched Pru on the shoulder only a couple of hours later, waking her instantly.

"What is it?" she asked, as she sat up. Maeve heard her and woke just as rapidly, instantly reaching for the stunner she had beside her. Pru wondered where that had come from.

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