Chapter Three
February 25, 2231, Iceland, South of Vatnajökull Glacier
Flurries of ice and snow streamed down outside the cargo flitter, visible through the windows and Emma’s camera feeds. The visual feeds relayed to the four exoskeletons inside, which were piloted by Erik, Jia, Kant, and Anne.
The vehicle lurched violently, dropping several meters before leveling out.
“Try not to kill us before we get there, Emma,” Erik complained. “I feel like I’m in a drop pod taking AAA.”
He was grateful he was already strapped into his exo. Trying to load up when their ride kept shaking or abruptly changing altitude would have ended with him being knocked out.
Helmets could only do so much, and he’d rather not deal with a raging headache while trying to kill whatever crazy bastards were waiting
