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Rogue Legion: Legionnaire Series, #3
Rogue Legion: Legionnaire Series, #3
Rogue Legion: Legionnaire Series, #3
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Rogue Legion: Legionnaire Series, #3

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Accolades for the Legionnaire Series:
"Knocked it out of the park." Trapper

"What do you get if you mix Starship Troopers and the French Foreign Legion? You get a book like this." Leif E. Dolan

The Lumins are beaten, but new tensions are rising.

Tensions are rising between the united Earth government and the legions. Having served faithfully during the war against the Lumins and even chased the alien invaders out of the Solar system, the legionnaires are dismayed when their service is not recognized. Instead, Ethan and the other legionnaires find themselves targeted by the authorities, and their only option is to flee the planet.

The Ghost Legion rallies at the infamous battlegrounds of Titan, along with their allies. But their enemies are coming, and the legionnaires will have to make a decision; Will they make a last stand and fight untill the end, or will they find a way to escape the overwhelming forces that are coming for them?

"For a long time, there was Heinlein, Drake, Weber, and some of Ringo's stuff. Add Andreas Christensen." James R. Kratzer

"Andreas keeps getting better and better with each book he writes!" Traci Maynard

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Release dateFeb 16, 2019
ISBN9781386642008
Rogue Legion: Legionnaire Series, #3

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Rogue Legion - Andreas Christensen

Rogue Legion

Part 1.

1.

Ethan started awake. It wasn’t just a dream. He had heard something. He looked around at his old bedroom. Light streamed in through a crack in the curtains, and he squinted against the sunlight. Then he heard it again. A scratching sound somewhere near. He lay back on the pillow and exhaled. He closed his eyes. Once Elsie got back home from the night shift he would ask her if she knew if they had mice, or worse, rats. If so, he could put up some traps and catch the little rascals before they did any more damage. He opened his eyes again and turned his head. Helena was gone. She must have got up sometime during the night. Ethan smiled. That girl knew how to sneak off in style. It was as if he should have done it himself.

There was that sound again, the scratching, and then shuffling. An insistent whisper.

Ethan shot to his feet, naked, and reached for the drawer where he kept his sidearm.

Someone broke open the door, and shoved it aside. Soldiers, no, military police, streamed into the room as Ethan got a hold of his gun.

Don’t point that thing at us, or we might be tempted to shoot, a loud voice said. Ethan knew he was outgunned. He carefully put the gun back, and held his hands out so everyone could see them.

Palms out, on your knees, another voice said, as two police officers shoved him down. Ethan noticed there was a mix of MP and regular police. Unusual, he thought.

What the hell is this? he growled.

I said palms out, the officer repeated. Ethan complied.

Good, he knows how to follow orders. Now, hands behind your back.

He felt the cold of handcuffs tightening around his wrists, too tightly to be comfortable, and then he was hoisted back on his feet. The officer in charge stood before him, grinning.

We were warned about you, he said. The brass said you’d be a difficult one. They said you were one of those tough guys, the kind that always has to put up a fight. I guess they were wrong. Then he leaned forward and punched Ethan in the gut. Ethan doubled over and heaved for air.

Take this piece of shit down to the station. And for God’s sake, put some clothes on him.

2.

The police station was crowded, with ordinary police, military police and civilians. A cacophony of shouting, screaming, and background noise, with everyone vying for attention, trying to be louder than the others. Two MPs cleared a path through the crowd, while two others shoved Ethan along, with the officer in command coming last. Ethan remembered the chevrons on the man’s shoulders, three of them and some kind of insignia on top, and knew this was some kind of sergeant. Equivalent to decurion or senior decurion. He realized the irony in the fact that he might actually outrank the officer in charge, depending on what kind of sergeant this was. Not that it mattered; MPs held power beyond their rank.

In here, one of the MPs said, opening a thick, reinforced door. Inside there was nothing but two chairs and a table. One of the walls was actually a huge black screen, most likely one way, where people could observe from the outside without being seen. Ethan was guided to one of the chairs, and sat down. One of the MPs chained his hands to the chair. Then the MPs left him sitting there alone.

3.

Ethan couldn’t tell how long he sat there. It could have been thirty minutes or it could have been three hours.  Either way, he was beginning to get thirsty, and he was angry. He had done nothing wrong, well, nothing illegal at least. So why was he here, and why was he being treated like a criminal? The only thing he could think of was his escape from imprisonment on Mars, but Legate Camus himself had sanctioned that. Could that be it?

The door opened and a woman stepped in. Ethan didn’t know who she was, but she was fine; tall, with just the right amount of fat in just the right places, dyed blonde hair, almost platinum and a walk that said she knew exactly what effect she had on men. The uniform was tight, and seemed to fit better than most uniforms he had seen. Most likely it was one of those new, smart uniforms, which would tighten and expand automatically. Nano suits, he remembered them being called. Not something a grunt like him would get their hands on anytime soon. Then again, what would he need such a thing for? Better to let someone like this lady put it to good use. He almost grinned, and he would have if not for the handcuffs cutting into his wrists. He gave her uniform a closer look. Military, regular forces obviously, but no patches except her rank. Colonel. Wasn’t she a bit young for her rank?

Ethan Wang, the woman began as she swiped on her infopad. Even her swiping motion was elegant. Enlisted in the Ghost Legion, heavy infantry specialist, gained the rank of senior decurion in less than two years, saw action on Titan when... She looked up at him sharply. Out of two cohorts, only you and four others survived. Impressive. The woman pulled out a chair and sat down, still reading from his file. Distinguished himself in combat on Ceres, again on Mars, thwarted attempted assassination of envoy from Blue Sector Confederacy, declined offer to serve on envoy’s personal bodyguard. She looked up again and cocked her head slightly.

Why? she asked. Ethan shrugged.

I will need an answer, please, she insisted.

I didn’t like the creature, that’s all. Damn stick talked about humans as if we were inferior or something. That brought forth a smile, which disappeared as fast as it had appeared.

Then you pulled a real stunt, in order to save a group of criminals. What was the deal there?

They were about to be murdered. Look, did any of them go free? Didn’t we deliver them directly into custody at Camp Elysium? Ethan growled.

True. And then, when you were held in custody while the matter was being investigated, you escaped.

I was released on orders from Legate Camus, the commanding officer of the Ghost Legion. You know as well as I do that the Legion takes care of its own disciplinary matters.

And were you... disciplined?

Ethan had no answer.

Who are you? he said instead. I have a right to know.

The young colonel laughed.

No, you don’t. Nevertheless, my name is Colonel Natasha Romanova. I believe that is equal to your... tribune or maybe prefect, isn’t it?

I suppose it is.

Colonel Romanova nodded to a guard, who came over and released the restraints holding Ethan. He rubbed his sore wrists.

Thank you, he said.

So... Senior decurion Wang, will you tell me what you were doing here on Earth?

What I was doing? Well, I was visiting my mom, seeing old friends... Then he added, hooking up with a beautiful girl, just to see if he could get a reaction. He didn’t.

You do know the legions are about to be disbanded, don’t you? Any association with them will be illegal. Any agents working for the legions will be treated as a traitor. Are you such an agent, Ethan Wang?

Ma’ am, I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about, Ethan replied honestly.

We shall see, Colonel Romanova said, and rose from her chair. Ethan admired her butt as she stepped toward the door. Then she turned and he withdrew his eyes. Not quick enough, judging from her chuckle.

You will be thoroughly questioned, Ethan Wang. I suspect you will resist longer than most though. If you ever find that you wish to talk, just say my name, and I shall see to it that you will be rewarded for your cooperation. I promise you, that’s far better than what my... less sophisticated colleagues can offer. Then she walked out and closed the door behind her.

4.

As soon as Colonel Romanova left, one of the guards put the chains back on, effectively forcing Ethan to remain seated. The guard pushed a plastic cup with a lid and straw in front of him. It looked like it contained something that resembled strawberry milkshake.

Drink this. It’s your meal for today. Got everything you need, vitamins and all. You’ll need your strength.

Ethan bent forward and managed to catch the straw. Then he sucked, and a bland tasting, viscous liquid filled his mouth. He forced it down and grimaced. The guard chuckled as he left the room.

Ethan managed to keep it down. He knew the guard was right, he needed his strength. If they were poisoning him, well, so be it. He just had to take his chances. Besides, nothing he’d seen so far made him believe they wanted him dead. At least, not immediately. No, they wanted him subdued and imprisoned, either because they truly believed he was some kind of agent working against the government or because something else was happening, something way over his pay grade.

Colonel Romanova had mentioned disbanding of the legions. Ethan didn’t think she had lied about that, but it still struck him as

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