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YUKIKAZE Buy Now!

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TAIYO FUJII

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Excerpt from ORBITAL CLOUD

Three minutes later, SAFIR 3’s second stage disappeared beneath the eastern horizon, and the brief show came to an end.

 

Reviewing the video, Ozzy found that the light had flashed five times in total, including a couple of flashes he hadn’t noticed.

 

Now things were getting interesting. What was the most sensational way to report his findings? A weapon, he decided—that would be the most suitable for X-Man, who was well known as a kook. NASA and the professional astronomers would be sure to ignore his outlandish claims, and the stuffy astronomy community was starting to catch on as well. “There he goes again with his crazy theories,” they’d say. Fine—let them talk. All Ozzy wanted was for people to look up at the sky. Geeple would run the story. Their geeky audience would love it.

 

“Nuclear weapons are old hat. Aliens and Area 51? Naw! But a killer satellite…?”

 

It couldn’t be some obscure idea that only specialists knew about. On the other hand, it didn’t have to be original either. Most of the failed start-ups from Ozzy’s time at the converted warehouse had been trying to come up with something new and original, but the key to Ronnie’s success had been founding something that actually was original but insisting on calling it a bank, one of the least original business models people could think of. Ozzy couldn’t just call it “a man-made object propelled by bursts of light,” obviously. That would go over like a lead balloon. He needed a name that would astound the gods themselves…

 

“That’s it! Rod from God!”

 

That B movie about a superweapon that rains giant tungsten warheads on Earth from orbit! Awful film, of course, rumored to have wasted half its budget on the lead actor. The critics hadn’t thought much of it, but any self-respecting geek would remember it.

 

Okay, so this object was a Rod from God. What was its target? Since the rocket was Iranian, probably Israel or the United States, but a Rod from God aimed at the Earth wasn’t very original. Better to twist the narrative and say it was headed for…the ISS. Now that would be out there. Best of all, the average reader would have no idea how unlikely it was.

 

“‘Rod from God attacks ISS!’ Perfect. I’ll need an illustration at some point too.”

 

Ozzy quickly sketched a cylinder with a few thrusters sticking out, then took a photograph with his cell phone and uploaded it to MegaHands, a job-matching site with a thousand-dollar reward for the best image. Freelance illustrators with Hollywood aspirations would be all over it.

 

He hadn’t been able to take a gigapixel photo, but stills captured from the video would be enough for Geeple. He’d put the original images and the radar observation data up on his blog, the Seychelles Eye. The professional-looking data would be enough in itself to make the story seem reliable. He accumulated more data every day than he knew what to do with—might as well make some use of it, even if only as decoration.

 

Oh, and one more thing—a complaint to Meteor News. They’d almost made him miss his chance to photograph SAFIR 3 accelerating.

 

“Fuckin’ shitty TLE data…”

 

 

 

 

Haikasoru Holiday Digital Sale!

Haikasoru is the first imprint dedicated to bringing Japanese science-fiction to America and beyond. Featuring the action of anime and the thoughtfulness of the best speculative fiction, Haikasoru aims to truly be the “high castle” of science fiction and fantasy and has been responsible for bringing iconic books such as All You Need Is Kill, Brave Story, and the Legend of the Galactic Heroes series to the English-speaking world.

This holiday season we are having a Haikasoru Holiday Digital Sale for some of our favorite works from the imprint. All titles in the sale are available for $4.99 on all digital platforms from December 24, 2016 to January 3, 2017. There may be some delay in Kobo and Google Books pricing, but they’ll all get there.

Click here to see our selection, including links to major digital retailers.

Excerpt from Legend of the Galactic Heroes, Vol 3: Endurance

“Cruiser Rembach has just been destroyed.”

Operator reports often left Commander Eisendorff feeling unpleasant. Whether the report was delivered with robotic calm or with a hysterical sense of emergency, both styles had a way of scrambling his nerves. So what? he wanted to shout back at them. The solitude of command—that inability to delegate judgments and decisions to anyone else—was making him want to lash out at these people who had no such responsibilities.

“Stop reporting every needless detail!” he said, rewarding the operator with not only a shout, but a blow to the back of the head as well. Perhaps the operator too could now be numbered among Julian’s victims.

Over on the Alliance Armed Forces’ side, however, Rear Admiral Attenborough was feeling a similar sort of irritation. Although possessed of outstanding qualities as a commander, someone else might indeed be better suited to the challenge of leading this “troop of boy scouts” into battle.

For Attenborough, Rear Admiral Eisendorff’s excessively circumspect attitude came as an unexpected salvation, and yet at the same time, it was slowly but surely increasing his fear that their fatal weakness might be discovered at any moment. It was then that Attenborough, who had been shouldering the nigh-unbearable weight of command, saw an allied vessel flit calmly across his main screen as though it hadn’t a care in the world. Doing a double take, he asked his aide, “That was Ulysses just now, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, sir. Battleship Ulysses.” More…

Excerpt from SAIENSU FIKUSHON 2016

From “A Fair War”
by Taiyo Fujii

 

A killbug was a drone used to indiscriminately kill in the name of ETIS’s fight for an independent nation in the Xinjiang territory. Their small frames were fitted with AK-47 stocks and receivers made in small-scale Tibetan factories, and short, unrifled barrels capable of ring 7.62 mm rounds. Like the PLA’s Bingfeng MUCAVs, the drones were killing machines equipped with internal AI capable of seeking and destroying targets by their own will.

The cheap gunpowder available to the killbugs wouldn’t provide enough velocity for the bullets to penetrate reinforced concrete. If my memory was correct, the drone only carried twenty rounds. Even if it decided to expend it all in one blind volley, as long as we kept our heads below the windowsill, we would be all right.

Diving for the window had been the right course of action.

I signaled with my hands to let Wen, Jinzhu, and Aypasha know that we had a killbug outside. But when I looked across the office, I saw something that left me stunned with disbelief.

Across the of office, Bateer stood, his mouth hanging open. He, and the rest of the staff, were staring in bewilderment at us four crouching beneath the windows. I began to shout, “Wodao!— “Get down!”—but realized that they would be unfamiliar with military speak.

Plainly, I said, “Bateer, everyone, duck your heads! It’s coming to the window. A killbug is out there.”

A few slowly lowered their heads, but Bateer simply looked out the window with a confused expression. No, duck first, I thought to him, then look.

As I was about to speak up, a breeze came into the room. I heard two sounds: a door opening, and a voice speaking in thick Japanese.

“Good morning!”

It was Kuma, the head of the company. He picked a hell of a time to show up at work.

His stocky frame draped with a relaxed beige suit, the boss grabbed the brim of his white hat and was making a show of doffing it as his gaze landed on my signaling hand.

Now in gruff, Shanghai-accented Chinese, he said, “Outside the window?” He squinted in that direction. “That’s a PLA Bingfeng—No, wait. An ETIS killbug, then? Wouldn’t have thought to see one coming here.”

From his breast pocket, Kuma withdrew a pink tube roughly the size of a cigar and pointed it at the window.

“You four best move away from the window, just in case. I’m gonna fry that thing.”

I didn’t understand what he was doing, but he said it so forcefully that we obeyed without a word, moving away from the window and ducking down even lower.

His thick thumb, with hair coming all the way down to the second knuckle, pressed against part of the tube.

The sound of the thing, like a peanut shell bursting open, sent my hair standing on end.

“Ow, ow, ow!” Kuma said with a grimace as he tossed the pink cylinder to the ground.

The tube rolled to a stop near my feet, where it sent out wisps of smoke and the acrid smell of burning plastic.

“You’re not supposed to use it without gloves,” Kuma explained, walking to the window next to me. He put his hands on the sill.

I picked up the smoldering pink tube. It carried a label marked Ying-xiang (Bug Fumigant) followed by usage instructions that extolled its effectiveness against killbugs.

I couldn’t tell if it had broken naturally through use or if it had broken when Kuma dropped it. On one end, a triple-A battery peeked out from the loosened cap. As I was inspecting the device, Kuma spoke.

“It’s an EMP. Look for yourself.” He gestured out the window with his chin.

I stood and followed his sightline out the window, where the killbug was gradually dropping altitude in search of a place to land.

“Its sensors are all dead,” my boss explained. “CPU’s probably fried, too.”

“This thing, it’s called a ying-xiang?” I asked. I pulled two triple-A batteries from the husk. “I never would have thought something with this little power could make an EMP strong enough to fry a killbug.”

Kuma’s eyes widened. “Well, look at you, soldier. I didn’t know you talked. All I ever hear you say is shi.”

“What? I mean, maybe three months ago, sure, but I’ve adjusted.”

“I suppose so. No offense,” Kuma said with a chuckle. His eyes followed the killbug. “Those little drones are made with cheap components. Each killbug costs about eighty dollars to make—that’s what, five hundred yuan? But even their blind fire will kill people in a crowd. They can shoot through windows, and if they crash, the ammonia in their fuel cells sprays out everywhere and makes quite a stink. As far as cost-performance ratio goes, it doesn’t get much better than that.”

Before I could respond, someone else spoke up from behind me.

“That was . . . a killbug? It was after us?”

I turned and saw it was Bateer. His face looked ashen and blood-drained, and his eyes were wide.

“Yeah,” I said. “But we’re safe now.”
I don’t know if he just didn’t hear me, but the roids247.xyz next thing he did was duck in a panic. Losing balance, he stumbled over his chair and toppled to the ground on the other side. Likewise, the other staff finally got around to crouching.

Kuma let out a good belly laugh.

 

 

 

 


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