Luna Marine:
Book Two of
the Heritage Trilogy
Ian Douglas
Contents
Prologue
Sound did not carry well in near vacuum, but Dr.David…
One
“Okay, gorgeous. Let’s get you out of those clothes, first.”
Two
Marine Lieutenant Kaitlin Garroway leaned forward and bounced, easing herself…
Three
Sergeant Frank Kaminski stood in line with the other members…
Four
A lobber hop on the Moon was nowhere near as…
Five
The missile struck the LSCP from the right and from…
Six
“So, David,” the other archeologist said, cuddling close in his…
Seven
The Moon filled the black sky, half-full from this vantage…
Eight
“So, anyway,” Kaminksi said, “I was wonderin’ if we could,…
Nine
Jack Ramsey—Private Jack Ramsey, US Marine Corps—stood at a rigid…
Ten
There were no marching crowds today, for a change, no…
Eleven
“It is the finding of this court that Sergeant Frank…
Twelve
“Okay, ladies,” Gunnery Sergeant Knox said, grinning. He was holding…
Thirteen
David was whistling as he entered the broad, skylight-illuminated lobby…
Fourteen
“We have a problem,” the tall man said. “And an…
Fifteen
“Well, Dr. Alexander,” Carruthers said with a smile. “Are you enjoying…
Sixteen
The FBI special agent was different, this time, not Carruthers,…
Seventeen
General Montgomery Warhurst took his seat next to his boss,…
Eighteen
“I just can’t tell you how good it is to…
Nineteen
The met-boys were calling for another day with a high…
Twenty
Jack stood at rigid attention in front of Captain Thomas…
Twenty-One
The main body of 2034L was considerably smaller than it…
Twenty-Two
When the knock sounded on the door, David very nearly…
Twenty-Three
They called them LAVs, but the M340A1 Armored Personnel Carrier…
Twenty-Four
Communicating with Earth was a real problem for the Rim…
Twenty-Five
On the floor of the crater, the LAV could make…
Twenty-Six
Jack pulled his helmet down until the ring lock engaged,…
Twenty-Seven
Jack ducked through the aft airlock hatch and jumped, landing…
Twenty-Eight
“Damn, Sam. I don’t know how we’re going to pull…
Epilogue
“Lance Corporal Jack Ramsey, front and center!”
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PROLOGUE
8 AUGUST 2040
Cave of Wonders, Cydonia, Mars
1445 hours MMT
Sound did not carry well in near vacuum, but Dr. David Alexander felt the slight, ringing vibration of each step through the insulation of his Marsuit boots. There’d been no sound within this chamber in…how long? The team’s best guess was half a million years.
“Halfway across the catwalk,” he said, speaking into the needle mike positioned close by his lips. “Twenty meters.” Over the headset clamped down over his ears, he could hear the unsteady rasp of his own breathing, the hiss-thump of his backpack PLSS. His breath, hot and moist, fogged his helmet visor with each exhalation, a white smear immediately dissolved by the stream of cool air blowing past his face.
“Ah, we copy that, Aladdin,” a voice crackled in his ears. “You’re looking good.”
Aladdin. The radio handle was a last-minute joke concocted by Ed Pohl that morning, back at C-Prime. Naming this place the Cave of Wonders had been his idea, after he’d seen the first transmissions from the penetrator robot three days ago.
It could as easily have been Ali Baba. The cavern, apparently, required a human presence to operate it, a living open, sesame to switch on power and lights and to open doors. Robots massing one hundred kilos and programmed to radiate at thirty-seven degrees—human body temperature—had failed to learn anything about the long-sealed chamber. Alexander, claiming the right as the one who’d found the cavern entrance in the first place, had volunteered to go in. He was, he estimated, a hundred meters into the vast and labyrinthine complex hollowed out beneath the Cydonian Face, and perhaps ten meters beneath the surface of the ground outside.
“Aladdin, we’re seeing an increase in heart rate and respiration. Please check your O2 mix.”
