to the shield. This time, Ty stayed back further, so he wouldn’t be so vulnerable to attack.
A single man dressed in desert camo was walking toward him. Ty didn’t recognize the man, but he did order the computer to search for an identification on him.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” the man yelled from about thirty feet away.
“I’m doing my job. What are you doing?” Ty replied.
“The same thing. We’re out here on classified business, and I order you to drop your weapons, and surrender, immediately!” the man replied.
“Why?” Ty asked. “We are not interfering with your mission. We are simply here to keep you from crossing the boundary into corporate land and accidentally getting killed during an experiment or something,” Ty replied. “You should know that, since it’s clearly marked on all the maps.”
“I think you better double check that. Currently you are standing on US Government property, and you have just fired on US troops.” The man said.
“We already did. Our border is accurate. As for firing on US troops... you fired first,” Ty said.
“You are a mile inside the White Sands Military Reservation, and illegally trespassing. If you do not drop your weapons and surrender, we will be forced to fire on you. Do you understand that?” the man asked.
“You mean, like you just did? How’d that work out for you?” Ty asked sarcastically. “Look, one of us is obviously mistaken about where that boundary is. My employers have a lot of stuff they simply don’t want fucked with yet. I recommend that you go back to your base and make damn sure about where you think you are before you do something else incredibly stupid, and someone gets killed.”
“How did you stop the attack?” the man asked bluntly.
“Did I fail to mention that my employers have stuff they don’t want fucked with? I thought so,” Ty said. “It’s classified, and I don’t know who you are.” The computer reported that it was having trouble identifying the man because he had been surgically altered. It would take more time to search for him based on other parameters.
There was a flash on the shield and a puff of dirt a few feet away from the man. Followed by a rifle shot report. The man didn’t even flinch.
“So, an energy shield of some sort?” the man asked.
Ty shrugged. “I have no idea. I’m a soldier, not a tech. But it’s obvious that you are still trying to kill us. Perhaps I should call the authorities out here so they can figure all this out.”
“I will of course, report all of this to my superiors. I am sure you will be investigated thoroughly over this... incident,” the man said with a smirk on his face.
“Actually, I was thinking of the civil authorities,” Ty said, and made like he was keying up a mic. “Control, could you please call the local sheriff’s office and report that we have intruders that are trying to force their way onto the grounds. Be sure to tell them that shots have been fired, however, there have been no casualties.”
“That will not do you any good. The local police defer to the military in these cases,” the man said. “You will still be investigated.”
Ty shrugged. “Maybe so, but I’m sure the media will appreciate the story as well. This whole episode has been recorded on video, and can easily be made available to the media, and will also be posted on our website. I am sure the country would like to know how a special operations team of US military has been harassing a company doing research into ecologically friendly technologies.”
“Since when is an energy shield an ecological friendly technology?” the man asked.
“Again, that’s above my pay grade. So, are we going to stand out here all day in the hot sun, or are you going to leave?” Ty asked.
“I think we can wait here for the investigators. They are already on their way,” the man replied.
Ty nodded. “Fine, you can stand out here and sweat. I’m getting back