The Omega Sanction by Andrew Scorah (the best ebook reader for android .txt) 📕

Goldwater was one of only four other people in the Pentagon who had full disclosure on all that went on within the Groom Complex. He knew the Caldera as it was called was where the most secret of all secrets was located. The Roswell Craft, the entity's who flew them and a few other special ‘gifts’ as they had been termed. Access was only granted to a few individuals. They called it the Caldera because if news of what was down there got out, it would blow like a magma filled chamber.

“I feel they are after something else, Fairfax would set off the defence protocols in the entrance to the level if they took him down there.”

The tunnel leading to the elevator to the Caldera was bio metrically enhanced, linked to the bases Cray 24000 computer, if any one entered the tunnel not linked to the Crays signature memory the tunnel would be filled with super heated plasma which would then lead to the entrance being sealed by an explosion. Also if certain additional protocols were not observed, and in the right order would result in the same series of events.

Goldwater’s cell phone vibrated. He pulled it out of his pocket; excused himself while he took the call.

At the end of the conversation, he turned to the members of Majestic.

“It seems we have another way of getting the base back, for a year now an autonomous military and science group have been stationed in the Groom Mountains, that was Morgan calling from Omega Hub, he and his team are going to enter the base via the old silver mines. They’re going to try to shut down Shiva allowing our forces to retake the complex. They can gain access into the Emergency evac tunnel this way.”

The council held a brief discussion. Dr Hunsaker nodded his head before returning his attention to him.

“Okay, Deputy Director, we agree to these people going in, but once we have regained control of Groom these people must be eliminated, do I make myself clear?”

“Why sir? These people are helping us.”

“Do not question us Director Goldwater, these men are out of our circle of control, if it were to become public knowledge of what we have down there, the consequences would be disastrous. And the report, and it’s creator, bury them both deeper than deep.”

Bane followed Kukri, and Hypo into the dark maw of the disused mine. To say he was relieved to discover he didn't have to run for his life again at the Sahara was an understatement. The two Omega men had arrived on his floor at the moment his visitors were attempting to crash his door. They had immobilised the bad guys, and Kukri had saved him from becoming a bloody art form on the concrete far below.

On the way to Omega Hub they had shared what information they knew. Bane was shocked to learn of the takeover of Area 51-an event unparalleled in history-he thought of what the assassin had said back in New York. ‘Soon they will activate the bell’, was this some kind of weapon?

They could not contact the hub as a coms shutdown had been implemented in case anyone was listening in.

After walking along the pitch black tunnel, lit only by the torch in Kukri’s hand, they arrived at what looked like a rock fall blocking the way. Bane had to admit, it was a good ruse, disguising the entrance behind the facade of a disused mine, there were even remnants of the rail tracks used to transport the ore up from within the mine.

Kukri took what looked like a garage door opener from his pocket. Bane heard the grinding of gears as the little Gurkha thumbed a button. The rock fall split along the middle and slid up into the roof and floor respectively. Light flooded out to reveal an arched metal door. Kukri put his eye up to a bio-metric device and placed his thumb against a pad.

The door whooshed up into the roof to reveal a flight of steps leading down to a corridor. Bane followed behind the two Omega men feeling like he was Alice going down the rabbit hole.

The main control area of the hub was located at the end of the corridor. Bane thought he was dreaming. The control room looked like the deck of the starship enterprise. On two levels with a large screen dominating the wall in front of what would be the warp drive and communications station on the infamous craft, straight away he designated Kirks chair which was located behind this. On the upper level numerous computer stations lined the walls. Just like on the ship there were plenty of blinking lights, monitors and equipment of unknown use.

A short haired, wiry man was sitting down at the desk in front of the chair. He looked up as they entered.

“Welcome home boys, you got no time to shit, go get suited and booted and be prepared to rock and roll. Morgan’s down in the ready room,” he turned to Bane, “Welcome aboard, sorry you won’t get no formal induction, go check in with Morgan.”

Kukri led him down two levels to a room lined with weapon racks, lockers and other bits of kit on metal shelving. Two men were sitting down at a table off in a side room.

“Morgan, Bane's here, you need to listen to what he has to say.”

The man who had his back to Bane climbed to his feet, and came out of the room to welcome him.

“Good to have you on board, Adam, I’m Morgan, Chief of D.A. Usually we give the new guys a lengthy induction as to what we’re about, but we got some trouble over at Groom, so what you got to tell me?”

Bane briefly filled them in on everything that had happened, including the deaths of Gladius, and Conda, and also what the man in the back of the van had told him before he died, ‘Soon all will whisper in fear the name, Geheime Staat. Soon they will activate the bell, and then it will be too late for all of you.’

“If we can find out what this bell is, and if it is in there it may make our job easier,” Bane finished.

“Excellent work, ‘So it is said that if you know your enemies and know yourself, you can win a hundred battles without a single loss’, I can tell you will make a useful addition to our little band. Monroe wanted you on the investigation side, but I’m gonna have you work both departments, you up for that?”

Bane smiled, “Now you’re talking, I miss the days when I got my hands dirty.”

Morgan slapped him on the back.

“Good man, I want you up in the hub, get me all you can on this Geheime Staat, and get on to the Pentagon to find out if they have anything down there that could be called a bell. Trotsky will show you how to access the computers. We go in one hour, so get me all you can by then.”

“There’s one other thing, my boss, it looks like he may be on the payroll of these guys,” Bane said, “he was the only one who knew I was at the Sahara.”

“Mm, seems their tentacles stretch into all kinds of pies. We may have to deal with that later.”

Bane tossed off a half hearted salute before heading back to the hub. He felt like he had been thrown into a tornado, this bunch were different folks to what he was used to, but he could already tell they were good people.

Jennifer and Billy had finally reached the bottom of the lift shaft. Now was the hard part. They had to assume the area around the mag-lev station would be heavily guarded. Jennifer leaned against the side of the shaft, exhausted, she wiped the sweat and grime from her face. Billy had located a maintenance access grid, with a little effort he managed to prise it off revealing a darkened tunnel.

“If I,m right this should lead to the tunnel, we should be able to slip by the station unseen, hopefully.”

She pushed away from the wall as Billy crouched down and crawled into the maintenance tunnel.

“I hope you're right, Billy.”

She crept in after him, trying to shove down the panic which was rising inside her. She could hear a thrumming noise through the walls and a subtle vibration thrilled through her body. All this added to the rising tension which was building inside her. She tried not to think what would happen if they were caught. Being in the dark for so long was playing tricks with her imagination.

When she had been offered the job, for no one ever applies to work at the Groom complex; they are chosen, she was told it was a chance to work with some exiting cutting edge technologies. Nobody said it would involve crawling about in grimy elevator shafts.

Jennifer had been so involved in her own thoughts. She had not realised Billy had stopped until she smacked up against his butt.

“Careful Doc, we’re at the exit panel. It seems all quiet out there.”

“Just get us out of here. I’m getting the hee bee geebies in here.”

“Back up a bit then, I need some room here.”

She shuffled backwards, and Billy manoeuvred himself around until he was laying on his back, giving him clearance to kick out the grill.

Seconds later, they were out in the tunnel. The section they had emerged into was well lit as it was the run up to the vacuum tube which propelled the train up to its top speed of 700 kph. The white walls arched up above them with the twin guide-ways which held the guidance and levitation coils as well as the magnetic propulsion coils running along the floor of the tunnel.

Billy indicated the bend in the tunnel off to their left.

“The station is that way, just out of sight, if we crawl along we should be out of sight of anyone up on the station.”

A thought suddenly struck her.

“Billy, I don’t think you’ve thought this through, there’s no way we can enter the vac tubes.”

“We don’t have to, at the other end of the station, just inside the western tunnel there’s a ladder which will take us up to the emergency access tunnels, they will take us to the surface.”

“That’s going to take us forever, we’re twenty three levels underground.”

“It’s the only way, Doc, c’mon.”

As they approached the curve an alarm began to sound. Jennifer saw Billy’s face blanch.

“Fuck, c’mon Doc, we got to run, they’re going to flood the tunnels.”

He grabbed her hand, and they began to run.

“We’ve got about one minute to get to the ladder.”

As they began to run, the sound of water could be heard, gushing from pipes in the tunnel walls behind them.

Koenig’s face was noncommittal as he stared at Fairfax. They were sat in the colonel’s office where the man had just finished begging him not to destroy the township of Rachel. The town was a short distance away, along Highway 375, with a population of fifty four souls.

“See it from my point of view, I have told your people I will destroy the town if they attacked us, what would that say about me as a leader if I did not follow through?”

“It would say you are a kind and just leader, isn't it enough you wiped them out?”

Koenig clapped his hands.

“Your so right...no wonder they made you a colonel, Gunther!”

The large bodyguard came into the office, performed the Heil before standing to attention.

“Ah Gunther, the good colonel here has made me see sense, so, we are not going to destroy the town today,” he looked at Fairfax with a benefactors smile.