UnAss — a military sci fi action adventure

CHAPTER ONE

“If you fucking throw up on me, I’ll blow your head off as soon as we get down,” the buzzcut next to me screamed.

He had to yell.

The flying cargo transport had no walls and nothing more than a thin piece of metal for a floor.

It raced along the coast just off the beach at one hundred and eighty miles an hour.

“Cowboy’s don’t puke, do they Cowboy!” the man on the other side screamed back.

He didn’t punch me in the shoulder. He couldn’t.

But he looked like he would have.

“Name’s Martin!” I shouted.

“Nobody gives a fuck about your name Cowboy,” the right hand man screamed.

He had black letters stenciled on the breast plate of his modified armor suit that said Tritt.

“Yeah Cowboy,” the other shouted. “Ain’t worth learning your name. You’re about to be dead anyway.”

I was afraid he was right.

We were clamped in to the transport, hanging from the ceiling like meat on a hook in a butcher shop.

I knew what was about to happen.

The thin floor underneath us to reveal the sandy brown water of the ocean as it…