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Drop

The lack of sound was the most difficult thing to deal with. He could manage everything else, the shock of being ejected from the ship, the knowledge that he was totally powerless as he plummeted toward the planet below.Even the fact that even a slight error in telemetry would mean he wouldn’t have to worry about air to ground fire because he would burn up long before he entered their range.

All of that he could deal with, could put out of his mind to concentrate on the mission, everything except for the total silence he experienced in his cocoon. He glanced at the status indicators projected on the inside of his B.A.S unit happy to see that everything was within acceptable levels.

A cracked a smile as a sharp jerk shot through his body as the pod fired it’s retros to slow it for the last thousand feet of the drop. His smile broadened as the pod slammed into the ground cratering the earth before the sides burst open. He gave a quick glance to the ammo counters projected on his screen. No more silence.

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