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Ultima Thule Invasion Earth
Ultima Thule Invasion Earth
Ultima Thule Invasion Earth
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Ultima Thule Invasion Earth

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Don't call him Billy the Kid.

 

Lt William Bonney, LT for short, leads a ragtag group of soldiers on an impossible mission to save earth from invading aliens.

 

Book four in the Invasion Earth Series that includes:

 

Beachhead

Bridgehead

Lodgement

Ultima Thule

Infiltrate

Snakebit

Riki Tik

Defilade

LanguageEnglish
PublisherChris Lowry
Release dateJun 29, 2024
ISBN9798227507211
Ultima Thule Invasion Earth
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Chris Lowry

Chris Lowry is an author and adventure seeker who has traveled the globe exploring new worlds and writing about his thrilling experiences. With over one hundred thrillers, science fiction, and urban fantasy novels to his name, as well as more than a thousand articles published across various publications, Chris has established himself as a master storyteller and a leading voice in the world of action and adventure. Whether he's fighting off hordes of undead in a post-apocalyptic wasteland or braving the depths of outer space, Chris is always ready for his next thrilling adventure. Follow his journey as he battles against impossible odds and becomes the hero that the world needs.

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    Ultima Thule Invasion Earth - Chris Lowry

    Chris Lowry

    Ultima Thule Invasion Earth a sci fi action adventure

    Copyright © 2024 by Chris Lowry

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the publisher. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission.

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    Contents

    1. CHAPTER ONE

    2. CHAPTER TWO

    3. CHAPTER THREE

    4. CHAPTER FOUR

    5. CHAPTER FIVE

    6. CHAPTER SIX

    7. CHAPTER SEVEN

    8. CHAPTER EIGHT

    9. CHAPTER NINE

    10. CHAPTER TEN

    11. CHAPTER ELEVEN

    12. CHAPTER TWELVE

    13. CHAPTER THIRTEEN

    14. CHAPTER FOURTEEN

    15. CHAPTER FIFTEEN

    16. CHAPTER SIXTEEN

    17. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

    18. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

    19. CHAPTER NINETEEN

    20. CHAPTER TWENTY

    21. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

    22. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

    1

    CHAPTER ONE

    Darkness. It was absolute. Nothing stirred, except for miniature avalanches of dust, dirt and debris that trickled in spurts and fits. The echoes of the rock falling filled the room and bounced off steel walls.

    Lt stirred. His nose itched. It shouldn’t itch, he thought. The helmet would keep the dust out.

    Helmet? That’s right, I’m wearing a helmet. But it shouldn’t be dark, his brain felt like it was moving through a fog of dust.

    He moved his chin to toggle the heads-up display and watched tiny letters scroll across the screen as the system began to reboot. At least that’s what he thought it was doing.

    He didn’t speak basic, or any other kind of computer code. But it looked like it was running through a series of commands, words he couldn’t recognize, but the servo mechanical motors in the joints of the battle arm began to hum and whir.

    The screen of his helmet blacked out, then blossomed with a brilliant flash of red light that hurt his eyes. He squeezed them shut until he felt it disappear and squinted into the darkness.

    A shadow rose above him.

    Eight feet tall, wearing armor like his.

    Babe, he grunted through his dry and thick throat, the words sounding like a croak.

    But it wasn’t Babe.

    One of his second in commands was gone, disappeared up the tunnel to escape before it blew up.

    If it wasn’t Babe, then who?

    Lt rolled aside as the shadow lifted a giant section of beam and raised it over its head to smash down on him.

    He realized he could breathe better as he rolled, his legs now free.

    Lt scrambled up, limped backwards, hobbling in the suit as the systems sought to reroute power supplies and routines.

    The lights inside his helmet flickered as the world around him came into green focus. Small LED’s on the toes of his boots twinkled on, creating the small light source the helmet needed to create the images around him.

    The giant shadow that had been towering over him, shifted left and tossed a beam away from them.

    You are not dead, human, the voice hissed. I will not have to live with the stench of your rotting carcass until my soldiers arrive.

    Then he remembered.

    He was trapped in a chamber, a hidden underground flight hanger with the Lick Commander, the leader of the alien invading forces on earth.

    Lt glanced around for a weapon. His rifle had bent, been damaged in a fight with the alien and created the explosion that shattered the tunnel entrance, trapping them together.

    All he had was his hands.

    Only thing going to be stinking around here are your guts when I spread ‘em across the floor, Lt threatened.

    The hissing chuckle sounded foreign in the translator box strapped to the alien suit.

    I find your arrogance refreshing, Lick Commander said as his laughter trailed off. So many humans roll over in fear when confronted with their imminent demise.

    The alien took a step toward him. Lt saw he was standing on a pile of rubble from the collapsed tunnel, the same pile he had been half buried under.

    The Lick Commander set both boots on the ground, the visor of his helmet pointing at Lt.

    One of us is gonna die today, Lt promised. But it ain’t gonna be me.

    You are weaponless. You wear the armor we first encountered on Mars. My species has reverse engineered it to build my own version. I know your every weakness, human.

    Lt glanced at his fists, the only weapons he had at hand.

    The armored gloves would do no good. The damn lizard was as safe as he was. He was going to have to find another way to kill him.

    Then I’ll crack that can you’re in and spill you out like fucking soup.

    He wished his voice didn’t sound so strained, so tired. He wished the suit of armor he was wearing was full strength.

    The scrolling across the screen inside his helmet continued as he squinted at the strange words and configurations that flashed red and read OFFLINE more and more.

    What is soup? the alien helmet head tilted

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