And on they soared.
The copters spread out in a not-too-ragged line on the outskirts of Beijing and started spraying the city with a fine mist. Matt had dropped another cargo capsule filled with antivirals for a second pass, much to the further consternation of the Air Force, on the north side of Beijing. Fan got involved in a yelling match with a general who wanted to drop a nuke on the BrainTrust spaceport ship that had launched it. Miraculously, the capsule landed, and no ICBMs took off.
Julissa dropped Fan’s copter out of the line as they approached the city center and landed in the designated traffic circle where she was supposed to meet the colonel in charge of the quarantine. This time Julissa spoke almost as if she were making a demand of her mistress. “Fan, you must keep your he
