Lieutenant Spacemage by Timothy Ellis

Lieutenant Spacemage

Lieutenant Spacemage by Timothy Ellis (Imperium Spacemage Book 3)
English | 2020 | Sci – Fi | ePUB | 2.9 MB

Timothy Ellis lives on the Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia; where he constantly battles with his cat for possession of his desk chair, Daleks do guard duty, and he keeps his sonic screwdriver next to his lightsaber and wand.

Even for a powerful Spacemage, war can turn personal in an instant.
Bud is now the captain of a small capital ship, and so tactics must change. And once again, Navy Mage Squadron One leads the way.
But the more the Imperium ups their game, the faster the Trixone adapt.
And in the middle of things changing around Bud, the new prototype dreadnought is stolen.
While seemingly unimportant to the war, Navy Mage One and Eagle Wing will find out just how wrong that perception is.
Just when is a mysterious invitation a good thing or a bad thing, and will they be able to tell the difference in time?
For Bud, squadron command gets real, and the stakes are building as Rogue gets nearer to its destination.
From a war being fought in the center of the core of the galaxy, suddenly the arena becomes much bigger.

“So,” she went on, ignoring him, “I’m thinking we need a third independent Chaos squadron. The two existing ones and the Wayward fleet continue supporting troop operations, but we need a reaction force to support the Claymore Task Force, Eagle Wing as it gets built, and Navy Mage Squadron One.”

“Agreed,” said Lacey. “We do need heavy backup to call on. Jane and I have ideas for the lieutenant there and his people, but a single corvette and a squadron of fighters can get outclassed very quickly. Even my existing four squadrons of fighters could be wiped out with a single bad jump. And even when the other new squadrons go live, we only need to hit a planet with several thousand Trixone fighters on the ground, and we’d be in big trouble.”

“Who would command the new Chaos squadron?” asked Jedburgh.

“Me,” said Bentley.

All eyes went to her, and there was a lot of surprise in the room now.

“Seriously?” asked Jane, who for once, obviously hadn’t seen this coming.

“Yes. I’m dead serious about it. I never wanted to be promoted off a battleship in the first place. First it was to a dreadnaught, and then a titan, and more stars than I ever wanted, and quite frankly, a three star in this small fleet is totally wasted anyway, because we’re too small yet to need a fleet coordinator as well as a full admiral, and I don’t want to wait around for that role. You can bust me back to a one star with my blessing. I never wanted the other two anyway.”

It sounded like a perpetually lost argument she’d been having for a long time.

“And quite frankly,” she went on, “on Hammer I’m bored out of my brain, because it rarely does anything interesting.”

“Which ship did you want?” asked Jedburgh.


“You can’t have Rogue,” said Jane, in a voice which conveyed total conviction.

“What’s Rogue?” asked Greer. “I don’t remember seeing that name on the list for the Chaos class still to be built.”

“It’s not on the list, because Rogue is not Chaos class.”

“What is she then?” asked Young.

“Rogue is a prototype super-dreadnaught. She’s bigger than Chaos but smaller than BigMother, carries more guns than Chaos does, and puts eight titan guns in the nose.”

“That’s why I want her,” said Bentley.

The other Chaos drivers looked like they did as well, now.

“I designed it for Jon.” Which dropped like a lead balloon. “I’ve been listening to all the comments on what was wrong with the Chaos class, listening to people telling Jon BigMother was needed for the third army as their primary carrier, and him not wanting to change ships at all. So I decided to design a better Chaos for him. It’s a prototype. If it works out, we’ll probably standardize on it for a while.”

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