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    Hidden: Two Democracies: Revolution, #4
    Hidden: Two Democracies: Revolution, #4
    Hidden: Two Democracies: Revolution, #4
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    Hidden: Two Democracies: Revolution, #4

    By Alasdair Shaw

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    Flight Decurion Seivers is stranded on a frozen moon, far from the Legion. The Perception of Prejudice is barely functioning and Percy is offline. Seivers' future is measured in days.
    Captain Lusimi searches for enemy survivors. By the order of the Protectors, the Sidexan Fleet is to avenge the Legion's violation of Protected System Five. He will follow his orders, but protecting his warriors and crew is his highest priority.
    The hunt is on.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAlasdair Shaw
    Release dateMay 1, 2018
    ISBN9781386249337
    Hidden: Two Democracies: Revolution, #4
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    Alasdair Shaw

    I studied at the University of Cambridge, leaving with a BA in Natural Sciences and an MSci in Experimental and Theoretical Physics. My masters options included gravitational astrophysics, planetary geophysics, remote sensing and high resolution electron microscopy. I went on to earn a PGCE specialising in Science and Physics from the University of Bangor. A secondary teacher for over ten years I have plenty of experience communicating scientific ideas.  I grew up in Lancashire, within easy reach of the Yorkshire Dales, Pennines, Lake District and Snowdonia. After stints living in Cambridge, North Wales and the Cotswolds I have lived in Somerset since 2002. I have been climbing, mountaineering, caving, kayaking and skiing as long as I can remember. Growing up I spent most of my spare time in the hills. Landscape archaeology has always been one of my interests; when you spend a long time in the outdoors you start noticing things and wondering how they came to be there. At university I included geophysics in my options. I am an experienced mountain and cave leader, holding a range of qualifications including ML, SPA and LCL. I am also a course director for climbing and navigation award schemes.

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      Hidden - Alasdair Shaw

      1

      The glittering methane snow squeaked beneath her feet. Every few steps, she broke through the crust and sank up to her knee in the powder below. Ice fringed the visor of her helmet and clung to her suit. Yet again, she cursed the frigid moon and the events that had brought her here.

      Her boot slipped on a patch of solid ice and she stopped to regain her balance. Suppressing a shiver, she glanced up at the planet hanging overhead, its night side covered with traceries of blue phosphorescence. There were volcanoes on that planet, little havens of warmth, possibly even life.

      A change in the sky ahead caught her attention, and she frowned. Great clouds billowed over the horizon, rushing towards her. She shifted the weight of the makeshift sack she carried and picked up her pace, but she knew she wouldn’t make it in time.

      Minutes later, the first gusts of the storm swept around her, turning the view into a sleeting mess of white. An incessant howl drowned out even the whirring of the fans in her helmet. Crouching on one knee, her back to the wind, she wiped snow off the control panel on her forearm. A few taps, and an orange beacon lit in her visor’s display. With a growl, she pushed herself up onto her feet and trudged onwards, leaning into the wind and clutching her sack under one arm.

      After an age following the beacon, a stark angular shape broke through the blizzard. Rime coated one side of the object, and it was mostly buried in snow, but there was no mistaking it for anything natural. It took her a few moments to locate a slender pole sticking out of the snow to one side. She dropped to her knees and dug with her hands, breaking through into a tunnel. Kicking and scrabbling, she slid into the hole. The wind cut out, leaving her in blissful peace. Summoning up reserves of strength, she shovelled snow back to block the entrance. On her hands and knees, she crawled through the icy, blue passage until she came to a ladder. She pushed the sack through the metal hatch at the top then hauled herself up after it. With leaden arms, she cranked shut the hatch, then collapsed on the floor. The snow caking her suit evaporated and warmth seeped into her bones. Only the loud hissing of the airlock cycling stopped her falling asleep there and then.

      A beep and a green light announced that the air was good. She sat up and cracked the seal on her collar, the lingering odour of methane that swept in no longer triggering a gag reflex as it had the first few times she’d made these trips. Both hands lifted the helmet off her head, and she shook free her turquoise hair. She reached out and flipped the sack open. A smile cracked her azure lips as she pulled out handfuls of cables.

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      Flight Decurion Seivers checked the emergency power feed as she entered the empty crew-room. The reserves were far too low, but at least the trickle to the AI core was still enough. If Percy was still in there, he’d be OK. Her own life support wouldn’t last more than another few days, however.

      A glance back to check her suit was recharging in its alcove, and she sealed the corridor that doubled as an airlock. As had become custom, she stroked the head of the Hail Mary that stood on its tripod just inside the hatch. The small nuclear warhead was configured to give off an immense electromagnetic pulse that would easily be pinpointed from space. The nickname came from marines who saw them as a last resort signal for help before being overrun.

      She crossed the room, studiously avoiding looking at the sleeping quarters aft, and crouched underneath a patched-up section of the hull. As she removed an access panel at floor-level, she shuddered, remembering those first few hours after landing, welding any spare bits of metal she could find over the holes made by Nameric railgun rounds.

      Seivers removed a torch clipped to the panel and slipped it onto her head before lying back and pulling herself into the tiny chamber beyond. As one of the primary power distribution hubs, the walls had once been covered in an ordered chaos of cables and routing boxes. A massive overload during the battle had changed that, though at least the loss of atmosphere had prevented a major fire. Blackened shapes revealed where Seivers had stripped out the charred remains. Here and there, a serviceable component from some minor system stood out, repurposed to get basic life support going again.

      She pulled the cables out of her sack. Finding the weapons pod, with its trove of intact components, had been the biggest break she’d

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