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Title: Solar Warden Book Two - Requiem
Author: Peter Fuller
Genre: Military Science Fiction
Earth is in peril. The Reptilians and Grays, led by their Blue Nordic overlords, have suffered a series of unexpected defeats at the hands of the humans–a species they’ve deemed inferior.
Expecting a divide-and-conquer strategy by the aliens, Solar Warden begins reinforcing its Mars base–the enemy's expected target. And the final stepping stone to Earth.
In the midst of the impending invasion, Steve “Scarecrow” Richardson and Sandy Cooper, find themselves marked for death by both alien and human foes.
Book two of Peter Fuller’s Solar Warden series finds the humans faced with an overwhelming force that will not stop until they’ve eliminated the human race. All that stands in their way is the determination and fierce will of a small group of Earth Defense Force combatants willing to lay down their lives to save humanity.
Scarecrow ducked through the hatch to find Cooper in the center of the firing range, standing at parade rest. Her combat utility uniform was crisp, her eight-point cover set smartly on her head. And instead of a French braid, the major’s hair was back in its Marine-regulation bun.
Cooper was overseeing one of her platoons at firing practice. The first sergeant was standing beside her. Her back was to the hatch, and she never turned to see who had just entered the firing range. Instead, the first sergeant glanced over his shoulder and flashed a nervous look at the commander.
“Well First Sergeant, I see I’m going to have to have a little chat with my second ...”
She never turned as she spoke, but continued to survey her men.
“Major, may I have a word with you?”
“I’m busy, Commander.” Still not turning to look at Scarecrow.
“Major, a word. Please.”
“I said I’m busy. Not now.”
“I don’t know, Commander. Perhaps later. Much later.”
“Then you’ll wait until the cows come home!” Cooper spun around and glared as she snapped at Scarecrow. All activity stopped as every eye in the range turned on them. The silence was deafening.
“Did anyone hear me call for a break?” Cooper shouted with anger as she spun back to chastise her men. “Get back to it, you leathernecks!”
Without uttering a word, everyone turned and resumed their target practice.
The first sergeant began to interject with his deep, baritone voice, “Major, if I may–”
“No you may not, First Sergeant!”
“Ma’am, with all due respect–”
“Et tu, Brutae?”
“Ma’am, look at the Commander,” he spoke for her ears only. “I’ve never seen anyone more contrite than he looks right now. At least talk to him, Ma’am.”
“Sie Männer! Sie immer aufenthal zusammen!” as she spoke, Cooper cast the first sergeant a look of feigned disgust, and then stared back at Scarecrow. She let him sweat for a moment, then expelled a heavy sigh and stared down at her chronograph.
“Fine. You’ve got three minutes. Not a nanosecond more.” Cooper crossed her arms, cocked her head to one side and waited for him to speak.
“If you please, Major … somewhere a little more private?”
The major threw her hands up and rolled her eyes in frustration. “Keep these jarheads focused on their practice. And not a word, First Sergeant! Nicht eine blutige Wort!”
Cooper stormed through the hatch with Scarecrow on her six, her anger and frustration unable to mar her beauty. Before he ducked through, he glanced back at the first sergeant, who shot him a sanguine smile augmented by a thumbs up.
“Your three minutes starts now.” Cooper held up her wrist and tapped her chronograph. She turned to Scarecrow with a frustrated stare as they entered the passageway.
“Not exactly private, but okay …”
She continued to stare at him as he spoke, waiting for him to begin.
“Y’know, I could’ve pulled rank on you in there–”
“Do you think it would’ve made a difference?” she said. “Get on with it, Commander.”
Scarecrow waited for a pair of crewmen to pass them and move out of earshot while Cooper stared at him with an impatient air.
“Alright, then. Sandy, you’re absolutely right, and I’m very sorry for–”
“Sorry doesn’t cut it. And that’s major to you.”
“Okay. Major. I am sorry. Very sincerely so. It’s just that I’ve been under a lot of pressure lately, what with this impending invasion, your assault, and I’ve never been out flown–outmatched before. Edwards was killed, and we almost lost Hutch and Williams. MacPherson’s lost her mojo and locked herself in her cabin, and then this phantom Marine keeps taking potshots at you. It’s … overwhelming. I let my emotions rule my judgement, and I apologize for that. ”
“Excuses, excuses …” Cooper shook her head with a disappointed smile. “Y’know, Commander, when the going gets tough, a person’s real character has a tendency to bubble to the surface. You like to come across as some kind of ‘pillar of virtue,’ but in reality, I think you’re no better than some two-faced, baby-kissing politician.”
“Don’t you think that’s a little harsh, Major? I’m an Air Force combat pilot, not a Marine. It’s not fair to judge me by your standards–”
“You almost bashed that guy’s brains in!”
“Aren’t you forgetting something, Major? If I remember correctly, he almost bashed my brains in.”
“Not the same thing. I don’t want to marry him.”
“Then you still want to marry me?” Hope flashed in Scarecrow’s eyes.
“Your three minutes are almost up, Commander.”
“What can I say, what can I do, to convince you I’m in earnest? I want to get back up on that white charger, but I don’t know how. If you want, I’ll go back into the firing range, get down on my knees, and beg–”
“Don’t you dare!” Her eyes flashed with indignation. “It was bad enough you already barged in there and disrupted my target practice. Don’t you dare embarrass me in front of my men like that!”
“Then what, Major? What can I do?”
“Stop this Jekyll and Hyde act. Go back to being the Steve I fell in love with. Go back to being that Marilyn’s guy–the one who’s not like all the others.”
“I’m there. Right now. I repent in sackcloth and ashes.”
“How do I know that the next time this phantom Marine shows up, you won’t go all Robert Louis Stevenson on him again?” Cooper’s eyes narrowed. She crossed her arms as she offered her query.
“I can’t answer that. I don’t know what to say to convince you of my sincerity. All I can do is ask that you trust me.”
“I don’t know if I can. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”
Scarecrow stared into her eyes, trying to find a crack in her shields. She wasn’t yielding. She returned his gaze, stone-faced. He leaned in to kiss her on the lips, but she turned her head away. He leaned in again to kiss her cheek, but she backed away second time, denying him any intimate contact.
“Oh, look. Your three minutes are up,” Cooper said in a matter-of-fact tone. She turned and walked toward the hatch.
“Will I see you later?”
“Don’t call me. I’ll call you.” She never glanced back at him. Instead, with a dismissive wave of her hand, Cooper ducked through the hatch without another word.
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Ever wanted to travel in a starship and visit a base on the moon or Mars while on your way to the edge of the solar system? Ever wanted to fly a space fighter and engage in combat with alien squadrons?
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Award-winning author Peter Fuller worked in the Military History Department of the Glenbow Museum in Calgary, Alberta, Canada for eight years. He’s studied military history for decades. Over the years, he’s written numerous articles and lectured at major museums and universities on the subject of military history. He’s also been a regular panelist at NORWESCON since 2017.
Mr. Fuller has studied the UFO phenomenon since grade school. He’s a member of the Mutual UFO Network (MUFON), and he’s had a few “close encounters” of his own. He recently interviewed the son of a US military officer about his late father’s work on several special access projects for the secret space program.
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