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“What?” Christianson had missed the terrain anomaly, though he had other duties for the flight than following Morales’ incoming data flow: course, systems status, weapons, to name just a few. He was the flight commander; all Morales had to do was fly.
They were still solid at three meters and full-on hustle.
Maybe he’d imagined—
Again!
The programmed terrain map didn’t match radar or the DAS. A rock was two feet north on the map of where the other two systems showed it. Landslide? But it was just two meters on a flat section of the canyon’s floor.
“Saw that,” Christianson reported.
Not his imagination.
Staying barely above all three layers of the map and superimposed views was always a challenge. That task was made doubly difficult by the sheer speed the S-97 Raider was deliveri
