The shift was dramatic, amusing Jia more than she expected.
They were flying through a mostly untouched and beautiful part of the French countryside, before suddenly arriving at a large clearing dominated by a cargo flitter loaded with exoskeletons. Soldiers stood around in tactical suits, watching impassively as the MX 60 descended into the clearing and landed.
Erik and Jia exited the flitter and walked over to Colonel Adeyemi. He wasn’t in uniform, but he was in a tactical suit. A rifle was slung over his shoulder.
“You planning to come with us on the op, Colonel?” Erik asked.
“Not with the first wave.” Colonel Adeyemi looked thoughtful. “I’d just get in the way.”
“You’re going to miss all the fun.” Erik decided not to press him on what he meant by “the first wave.”
“Blackwell, unl
