{"id":1329,"date":"2019-09-02T09:01:24","date_gmt":"2019-09-02T13:01:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/?p=1329"},"modified":"2019-09-02T09:01:24","modified_gmt":"2019-09-02T13:01:24","slug":"a-short-burst","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/?p=1329","title":{"rendered":"A Short Burst"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/Dummy-Full-Cover-02.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-1330\" src=\"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/Dummy-Full-Cover-02-300x296.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"723\" height=\"713\" srcset=\"http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/Dummy-Full-Cover-02-300x296.jpg 300w, http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/Dummy-Full-Cover-02-1024x1011.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/sallemander.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/Dummy-Full-Cover-02.jpg 1876w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 723px) 100vw, 723px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;A short burst, gentlemen.&#8221;\u00a0 Hollered the sergeant in his sharpest parade ground voice.\u00a0 &#8220;Earth-Force Command wants a clean kill&#8230;center body mass and head-shots only!&#8221;\u00a0 &#8216;Yeah,&#8217; I thought, &#8216;same as last time&#8230;same as always.&#8217;\u00a0 &#8220;Stay SHARP!&#8221; the sergeant yelled, as if he knew I was daydreaming.\u00a0 I marched forward in the firing line as we approached the village.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lock and load!&#8221; sergeant yelled.\u00a0 We all knew THAT was coming next.\u00a0 Sgt. Matador was a big fan of historic Viet-Nam war films and this planet&#8217;s name, Ping-Dang-Fee, inspired him.\u00a0 In reality, our plasma rifles fired pure energy beams, no clumsy clips or shells, but he figured his bravado might inspire us to fight&#8230; he was wrong.\u00a0 Conscripts of a corporatocracy have no patriotism.<\/p>\n<p>This whole invasion had me deeply conflicted.\u00a0 Our enemy, the Plast, were an intelligent people, far more civilized than us.\u00a0 They had renounced technology and war and embraced peace after a long history of violence and greed &#8211; not unlike ours.\u00a0 Earth Force Command told us they were horrible, violent terrorists like the American Indians, determined to stop our God-given right to progress.\u00a0 We knew better&#8230;we knew the Company just wanted the minerals in the soil of Ping-Dang-Fee and had decided it would be cheaper to exterminate these intelligent &#8216;pests&#8217; than negotiate and actually &#8216;pay&#8217; for their resources.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Hold your fire &#8217;till we reach the outer piquet!&#8221; shouted the sergeant. We could see the enemy now.\u00a0 They stood together, unarmed, shoulder to shoulder&#8230; men, women and children.\u00a0 They were tall and elegant and looked like a cross between a tarantula and those adorable orangutans the aristocrats kept for pets&#8230;..and they were unarmed.<\/p>\n<p>Sergeant ordered us to the ready.\u00a0 &#8220;Steady&#8230;!&#8221; he bellowed.\u00a0 We stood silent and still.\u00a0 I felt sick.\u00a0 I could see the shame on the faces of my fellows&#8217; as they realized what we were about to do&#8230;again.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;AIMMMMMM&#8230;!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Without thinking, I stepped forward &#8211; out of the ranks &#8211; and in full view of the regiment, I threw down my weapon&#8230;which rattled noisily when it hit the dirt.<\/p>\n<p>The sergeant was up in my face in seconds, bellowing, screeching, ordering me back into line with veins popping and spittle flying&#8230;I wasn&#8217;t listening.<\/p>\n<p>He went on furiously about duty and service, cowardice and treason&#8230;.until another weapon rattled as it hit the dirt&#8230;and another, and another and he pulled his sidearm and put it to my head and threatened the entire regiment&#8230;..but it was too late.\u00a0 There were thousands of plasma rifles in the dirt and more dropping by the minute&#8230;and there would be no massacre today.\u00a0 And I wondered, while the sergeant yammered on, with his gun to my head, if he still believed all that bullshit he was selling&#8230; until he put his weapon to his own head and pulled the trigger&#8230;..answering my question.<\/p>\n<p>There were some heavy clashes in the capital city at the outset of the mutiny; nasty house-to-house fighting&#8230;but it was mostly among the officer corps.\u00a0 The common soldiers held back. \u00a0The Plast had our sixes; for a peaceful people they were pretty formidable when it counted.\u00a0 Eventually, our little mutiny spread to every Earth-Force unit.\u00a0 The second wave never fired a shot.\u00a0 We heard later that the third wave refused to deploy entirely.<\/p>\n<p>The Corporation was desperate to suppress this mutiny, they were losing battalion after battalion without a fight.\u00a0 It was getting too expensive.\u00a0 We expected them to pull back and nuke us from space&#8230;..but the bombs never fell.<\/p>\n<p><em>***Our new book, &#8220;A Short Burst&#8221; is finally out&#8230;and this is the cover story.\u00a0 The book is 100 pages with 73 short, flash-fiction sci-fi stories and 64 illustrations, most of the art originally published in Analog and Asimov&#8217;s Sci-Fi Magazines.\u00a0 It is our 4th book and the best one yet.\u00a0 It is available for sale at www.sallemander.com, Amazon, and etsy .com (search; 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