Chapter 31

Despite our best efforts, Outer Edge forces have defeated us at every turn. Conventional tactics have failed, and the time has come for drastic measures. At 0600 hours, we will smash through their defensive lines and deploy ground troops on each Outer Edge-controlled planet. Without planetary support, their ships will be faced with a lack of fuel and repairs. This is, as of now, a war of attrition. Ready up.

-Grand Admiral Lorne Patel aboard the C.S. Unity, January 17th, 2175 CE

TETH REALIZED THINGS had gone bad shortly before the concussion grenade exploded, blowing him off his feet.

"Dammit," he cursed as bullets struck the ground around him. He struggled to his feet, leaping towards a lamppost for cover. Suddenly a pain like nothing he had ever known tore through his leg. He tripped, cracking his head against the post. His vision darkened as his body slammed into the ground.