{"id":251395,"date":"2026-07-13T01:14:29","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:14:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/alien-strike-the-new-frontier-henry-ingram\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:14:29","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:14:29","slug":"alien-strike-the-new-frontier-henry-ingram","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/alien-strike-the-new-frontier-henry-ingram\/","title":{"rendered":"Alien Strike The New Frontier – Henry Ingram"},"content":{"rendered":"
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declared one bandit, evidently their leader. \u201cMoney, weapons, jewelry\u2014all of it! That\u2019s the easiest way to get this over with!\u201d In addition to the child, there were five bandit men in total. The group was a mixed band of falia and demifalia. The leader\u2019s size was like a bear\u2014an absolute mountain of a man with heaps of meaty muscle armoring him.<\/p>\n

Either he was a falius or a demifalius whose animality manifested in his physique. His left eye bulged and sagged limp like a loose marble in his eye socket. He had a great cigar clamped between his unkempt teeth. I had no intention of yielding to his unrelenting demands. Our pockets weren\u2019t full enough. My weightless wallet would never impress them, nor would my tasteless weapons or clumsy medicines. Besides, that bandit girl had already aimed for our blood.<\/p>\n

Why were these fiends so quick to kill before offering a compromise? It was unbecoming of ruffians to greet someone with violence and then try to de-escalate the situation. I\u2019d already seen their duplicity once with the girl\u2019s little stunt. I would not be fooled again. \u201cYou plan on killing us no matter what, don\u2019t you?\u201d I asked icily. \u201cHeh-heh. I just can\u2019t help myself. After that little military convoy got away from us, I\u2019ve been yearning to blow off some steam.\u201d \u201c\u2014!\u201d My gut dropped at that. The apothecary had mentioned an attack on a general by highwaymen.<\/p>\n

I remembered hearing that the general narrowly escaped with his life. I ground my teeth, desperate to wake up from this nightmare. The way people still plundered their own kind in a time of war angered me, and now I was getting speared on the tines of this gray reality. Was there no setting aside differences to unite under one cause?<\/p>\n

To fight the common enemy? Did everyone require such entanglement in their own enterprises that they were blind to their annihilation galloping toward them? I didn\u2019t want to believe that a gang with the capacity to attack military personnel would set its sights on us next. That alone shattered my hopes of survival. Running wasn\u2019t an option either. Two of the ruffians carried bows, and if they could challenge members of the military, their sharpshooting must have been pinpoint accurate.<\/p>\n

Turning tail would leave our backs as free targets. \u201cSir,\u201d whispered Kiara, her voice still brimming with panic. \u201cI saw what\u2019s making their eyes so empty. They\u2019re infected with parasites called neckdiggers. Those things are known for burrowing into people\u2019s napes and bending their minds. I noticed its tail sticking out of that kid\u2019s neck.<\/p>\n

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Paperback ISBN: 979-8-9911422-0-5 eBook ISBN: 979-8-9911422-1-2 1kitap1.com\/en CONTENTS Prologue I The Siren and the Sailor II A Footprint of Stuart Tucker III A Grenade in Outer Space IV Ancient Echoes of the Devil V Woe to the Truth-Seeker VI Bioslimes and Other Funny Critters VII Shopping and Selling Spree VIII It\u2019s in the Bandit\u2019s Neck IX In the House of Mercenaries X The Aether Seal XI Holy Relics and Strange Omens XII The Kadaanite on a Pale Horse XIII Neiklof\u2019s Desperate Muster XIV 1Potion-HL XV Your Pain Belongs to Me Epilogue 1kitap1.com\/en T PROLOGUE hough the spacecraft had a crew, there were no astronauts.<\/p>\n

Instead the crew comprised four amateur youngsters. That\u2019s the last thing you\u2019d expect of the most important space mission ever, but Mr. Gonzalez, NASA\u2019s administrator and our overseer, had a nasty old habit of working in mysterious and shady ways. Being among the four crew members, I had the pleasure of meeting the other three upon boarding. \u201cSo, what\u2019s everyone\u2019s story?\u201d I asked through the rather coarse radio in our bright orange spacesuits.<\/p>\n

We were busy strapping into our seats in the narrow cockpit, which was a vibrant cage of state-of-the-art tech that wildly surpassed what I thought was possible. There were countless glowing buttons and glaring screens and blinking lights larded about the room, which were all far beyond my understanding, and the fancy patterns and designs that adorned the ship inside and out echoed the freshest flavors of modern style. We sat huddled elbow to elbow, facing the front window overlooking the spaceport, two on my left and one on my right.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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