"Enemy behind us," said the single-fighter.
So Hatch slammed the fighter into a wrenching turn, a turn so savage he had to tighten his stomach muscles to keep himself from passing out.
And there was his enemy.
In his sights.
The enemy for real? Or a drone?
Hatch hesitated, just for a moment, and a moment was far too long.
Asodo Hatch and Lupus Lon Oliver had already established themselves as the best of the best at the Combat College, which was designed to produce Startroopers for the Stormforce of the Nexus. In just under a year, they would face the terminal examinations that would decide which one of them attained the lucrative position of instructor. There was only one instructor's position. And to win it, one would have to defeat the other in combat within the illusion tanks...
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