1. Retired - Chapter Two - Ranch


    Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Science-Fiction, Author: Brootforce, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    and cried out together. Our voices became a harmony of animal passion. We lay there panting in the afterglow of very powerful sex. I felt her slowly start to relax and knew she was about to go to sleep. I picked her up and carried her to the bed. Once she was under the covers, I walked around and climbed in beside her. By the time I snuggled up to her she was sound asleep. Three days later my unit was in orbit around Stenis III. We were not sure what we would find down there. The planetary communications had stopped two days ago. Our company and seven others were dropping in to investigate. “Lieutenant Daemon, I want you to take half the company and move to these hills to the south of our landing site. I need eyes to tell me what is ahead of us.” “Yes, ma’am. Watch your back.” She smiled. “I have been through battles before.” Our launch was effortless, as the fast drop shuttles took us in. The landing was rough, but we all made it. My two platoons headed out to the south and we started our job. We had been moving for about fifteen minutes when I heard the incoming mortars. I scattered the men to make us harder targets but the mortars went right over our head. They were headed for the main part of the recon force. I activated the bob in my ear. “Recon force! Incoming mortar fire! Scatter! Scatter! Scatter!” Three seconds later, the muffled explosions a mile away started. I started my force on a double-time run towards the hills. The fire had come from them. As we ran, my ...
    bob activated. “This is recon force. We are pinned down behind a small ridge line. Can we get air support?” “Negative, recon force, we are taking missile fire and cannot launch,” came back from the carrier. “This is Lieutenant Daemon to Emperor’s Delight, pull back until you are out of range of the missiles. My force is within striking distance of the enemy forces. Recon force, hold on and stay alive.” As I spoke, we arrived at the base of the hill. There were two gun emplacements which opened up on us instantly. I heard and felt the screams of my men. I pulled out my rail pistol and took aim. A light squeeze of the trigger and a round screamed into the open gunner’s port for one emplacement. The gun fell silent as I rolled out of position. The area where I had been standing was ripped apart by rapid-fire rail rounds. I popped up and took aim. This time I popped the other nest. Then I rolled again as the first one opened fire. I needed something besides small arms fire, or this was going to take forever. After my third shot I rolled up to one of my men. I could not identify what was left of him, but his grenade launcher was intact. When I popped up this time, I pulled the trigger on a rocket-propelled grenade. The front of one of the emplacements exploded in fire and rubble. My roll this time was delayed, and it nearly cost me my life. I felt the round tug at my leg, and when I came to a stop I looked down to see the neat hole through my boot. The round had passed through ...
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