Chapter 23: Gen 7
“Will you stop trying to impress me?” Dot said on the radio.
Ash clenched his teeth and swat all over. “I’m not trying to impress you. I’m trying not to die here.”
The scout banked under his command, flying over the rolling underside of Frostip 4. Ash felt a spike of relief at the sight, which quickly gave way to his anxiety. “Don’t call the hard-vac drones yet. I got this. If I don’t got it, I’ll tell you.”
He could do it, it was just like what the pods did every day. Sail from one Frostip and off to the other, saving as much energy as possible, just hopping with precision.
Of course, men weren’t piloting them.
Ash had ran the landing a thousand times on the simulator. It was a breeze if you got it right, but the rotation of the enormous hull didn’t provide a secon
