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    Quantum Troopers Episode 9: Demonios of Via Verde
    Quantum Troopers Episode 9: Demonios of Via Verde
    Quantum Troopers Episode 9: Demonios of Via Verde
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    Quantum Troopers Episode 9: Demonios of Via Verde

    By Philip Bosshardt

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    Episode 9, Quantum Troopers. A strange occurrence in the South American country of Valencia triggers a Quantum Corps investigation. Red Hammer bots are altering the atmosphere, creating a zone of unbreathable, toxic air. It’s a test, but if it works, Red Hammer plans to do the same thing to populated areas, holding them hostage for ransom. Inside the zone, Johnny Winger and his 1st Nano troopers find that the toxic air zone is also a nursery, the source of most of the angels that are causing a body-swapping epidemic around the world. And now Doc Frost, kidnapped and forced to work for Red Hammer, has managed to escape...but can he get away and be rescued before the cartel catches up to him? Johnny Winger finds himself and his troopers fighting strange half-human creatures in the Valencian jungle along with vicious ANAD clonebots that are altering the air. And now, the Corps needs to find and rescue Doc Frost before he’s forced to do even more for Red Hammer. Looks like Quantum Corps has its hands full again. Lieutenant John Winger leads his beleaguered nanotroopers into combat, on battlefields across the globe and inside the world of atoms and molecules.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPhilip Bosshardt
    Release dateJul 1, 2016
    ISBN9781311558756
    Quantum Troopers Episode 9: Demonios of Via Verde
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    Philip Bosshardt

    Philip Bosshardt is a native of Atlanta, Georgia. He works for a large company that makes products everyone uses...just check out the drinks aisle at your grocery store. He’s been happily married for over 20 years. He’s also a Georgia Tech graduate in Industrial Engineering. He loves water sports in any form and swims 3-4 miles a week in anything resembling water. He and his wife have no children. They do, however, have one terribly spoiled Keeshond dog named Kelsey.For details on his series Tales of the Quantum Corps, visit his blog at qcorpstimes.blogspot.com or his website at http://philbosshardt.wix.com/philip-bosshardt.

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      Quantum Troopers Episode 9 - Philip Bosshardt

      Quantum Troopers

      Episode 9: Demonios of Via Verde

      Published by Philip Bosshardt at Smashwords

      Copyright 2016 Philip Bosshardt

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      A few words about this series….

      *** Quantum Troopers is a series of 15,000- 20,000 word episodes detailing the adventures of Johnny Winger and his experiences with the United Nations Quantum Corps.

      *** Each episode will be about 40-50 pages, approximately 20,000 words in length.

      *** A new episode will be available and uploaded every 3 weeks.

      *** There will be 22 episodes. The story will be completely serialized in about 14 months.

      *** Each episode is a stand-alone story but will advance the greater theme and plot of the story arc.

      *** The main plotline: U.N. Quantum Corps must defeat the criminal cartel Red Hammer’s efforts to steal or disable their new nanorobotic ANAD systems.

      *** Uploads will be made to www.smashwords.com on approximately the schedule below:

      Episode #Title Approximate Upload Date

      1‘Atomgrabbers’1-14-16

      2‘Nog School’2-8-16

      3‘Deeno and Mighty Mite’2-29-16

      4‘ANAD’3-21-16

      5‘Table Top Mountain’4-11-16

      6‘I, Lieutenant John Winger…’5-2-16

      7‘Hong Chui’5-23-16

      8‘Doc Frost’6-13-16

      9‘Demonios of Via Verde’7-5-16

      10‘The Big Bang’7-25-16

      11‘Engebbe’8-15-16

      12‘The Symbiosis Project’9-5-16

      13‘Small is All!’9-26-16

      14‘’The HNRIV Factor’10-17-16

      15‘A Black Hole’11-7-16

      16‘ANAD on Ice’11-29-16

      17‘Lions Rock’12-19-16

      18‘Geoplanes’1-9-17

      19‘Mount Kipwezi’1-30-17

      20‘Doc II’2-20-17

      21‘Paryang Monastery’3-13-17

      22‘Epilogue’4-3-17

      Chapter 1

      Demonios

      Village of Via Verde

      Republic of Valencia, South America

      December 30, 2048

      0645 hours

      For Dr. Hector del Compo, the trip up the Yemanha River came at a particularly bad time. Work was piling up at the Ministry, his eldest daughter was set to be married in less than two weeks, and the Deputy Minister had just rejected his choice to head up the public health lab, the dolt. So when U.N. BioShield advised the Ministry of some kind of ‘disturbance’ in the vicinity of Via Verde, unusually high nanobotic activity was the way the report had phrased it, del Compo gritted his teeth and organized a quick expedition to see what BioShield had detected. Maybe it would be a distraction from all the politics back at the Ministry. After all, it wasn’t every day you got a message from BioShield that some kind of mass casualties had occurred way upriver in the black heart of la selva, the rain forest that covered the western two thirds of Valencia.

      Esta aqui? came a voice from the back of the boat. It was Montoya, sergeant of the Guardia Nacional detail that was accompanying the scientists from the Ministry upriver. The village is nearby, no?

      Del Compo watched the coffee-colored waters of the Yemanha River slide by. The two-boat fleet had chugged nearly forty kilometers upriver from Afalamos, heading for the last known encampment of Xotetli Indians, a place called Via Verde, the locus of the ‘disturbance’ according to BioShield. The sun was high in the sky—it was just after noon locally—but the light had fallen off in the dense canopy of wiry pandanus and tapang trees, now forming a cathedral arch over the sluggish river.

      Just around the bend, Sergeant, Del Compo called out. Let’s maneuver closer to shore.

      Montoya waved acknowledgement, then barked, Watch for logs and shoals! De reche…steer toward the shore!

      The two boats slowed and shifted course, their props thrumming and churning water as the helmsmen turned them to starboard. The prow of the lead boat nosed around the curve of the shoreline, through swarms of buzzing insects and the first crude thatch lean-to’s of the Xotetli village came into view, perched on a shelf of cleared ground. Smoke issued from a smoldering fire in the center of the circle of huts.

      Montoya snapped off more orders and the boats were poled to the river banks, their engines turned off. The Guardia detail climbed out and quickly secured a perimeter around the village, nosing briefly into the forest, poking bayonets and mag weapons into the huts, looking for anyone.

      One soldier, Corporal Quinones, gave a shout.

      Aqui…aqui! Pronto!... The corporal waved the others over.

      Del Compo scrambled over the makeshift gangway and clawed his way up the bank. The village of Via Verde was little more than a collection of crude thatch huts and log lean-to’s, gathered in a circle around a fire pit that was still smoldering.

      Even as del Compo and his fellow scientists approached, they could see the legs of prostrate humans, sticking out of the huts.

      Texeira bent to examine the nearest body. Quinones shone a flashlight on the face of the Xotetli Indian….it appeared to be a young male, otherwise healthy and uninjured, but indisputably dead. He had died with his eyes open. The young male was covered with painted tattoos and his lips and nose were pierced with tiny bone ornaments.

      What happened? asked del Compo, noting at least four other males lying nearby.

      I’m not sure, but— Texeira turned the body over, looking for lividity and other signs of external trauma. No open wounds…poison, maybe. They both knew the Xotetli fashioned curare for their darts and arrows from the leaves and stems of chondrodendron vines.

      Gonzalez! del Compo called back to the boat. Bring the equipment…we need to do an autopsy.

      Gonzalez waved back, then hoisted up a crate and lugged it on shore, carrying the crate up to the village.

      As the scientists set up, Montoya and his detail did a quick reconnaissance of the village and surrounding jungle. He came back after a few minutes, his face grim and pale.

      Profesor…the whole village…they’re all dead—

      "What?’

      Montoya unholstered his own pulser and pointed it toward the huts opposite the fire pit. Come…see for yourself—

      Del Compo went with Montoya around the village, where the rest of the Guardia detail…Herrera, Uruguin, Fuentes and Goncalves…were systematically probing every hut and bush, turning up bodies by the dozen, slumped, sprawled and folded in every conceivable position.

      Del Compo bent to examine an older man, maybe the curaca, or chief. He was adorned with a complex cape of vines and strips of tree bark. His face was hidden behind a mask of feathers—when del Compo peeled the mask back, he saw a middle-aged face staring up at him, eyes open. His lips and cheeks were noticeably blue.

      The exam was interrupted by the sound of a heavy thud. Del Compo and Montoya both turned, and saw two of the soldiers had dropped to their knees, and were having trouble breathing…both were heaving deeply, gasping for air.

      Del Compo got up and went to Herrera and Uruguin. What is it? What’s wrong—what is it?

      Uruguin was young, his eyes wide. His hands fluttered about his chest. I don’t know…I can’t breathe…my lungs…no air… He gurgled and throttled, then pitched onto his side, his mouth working up and down like a fish out of water.

      Del Compo bent down to examine the soldier’s face. It was turning pale, somehow he wasn’t getting enough oxygen. He started to probe around the soldier’s mouth, but stopped, feeling light-headed himself. Startled, he stood up abruptly.

      Texeira—

      The chemist had already uncrated the autopsy-bot and had set it to work on the dead man by the fire pit. The bot attached itself to the man’s chest and neck with programmed efficiency and extended forceps and probes as it deftly sliced into the corpse.

      "Texeira…the air…it’s bad! There may be an underground leak, toxic gases

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