Chapter 17Our laser rifles are oftencalledautomatic. Technically that’s not the proper term, but it conveyswhat they can do. The so-called general was about to learn a lessonin warfare. I would have preferred to have the second squad withme,but being outnumbered doesn’t always mean the odds are against you.I grabbed my rifle. Astrid and I found an opening in our woodenwalland aimed. As we aimed, I thought the marching Soltarians looked asawkward on the ground as their colleague did riding his horse. Iguess the general didn’t think of that when he created the race.But the Soltarians weren’t created for gracefulness.
“Major, I think we have company,”Ritter yelled.
“Someone else wants to join theparty?”
To our west, where we had materialized,both the air and ground seemed to blink, like it
