Chapter Thirty-Two
A couple of hours later, Jia had all but mastered the basic movements and controls, including fire control for the heavy rifle they’d added for the night’s training.
Most new recruits took a few days to move naturally, but anyone watching Jia would have thought she’d been training for weeks.
Erik stood in the corner of the room, watching her progress on multiple data windows. When he watched her directly, it looked like she stood inside the top half of an exoskeleton, the bottom of the floor twisting and turning. From her perspective, she had full freedom of movement.
Jia jogged along, the exoskeleton thudding hard on the hardpacked dirt of the simulated wasteland setting. Large rock outcroppings covered the area, along with the bleached white skeletons of different
