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Gideon ran through a full system check as the elevator climbed the last few feet to its destination. “Gwen, you go high and drive them back with your pinpoint lasers, Fan head left, I’ll go right. Use your shields and watch for cover, force them back to the external landing pad, leave them with nowhere to go.”
“Righto boss.” Fan tried to sound confident, but there was no mistaking the pain in his voice. The less-refined neural interface in the BANDIT suit was already taking its toll on him.
“Who put you in charge?” demanded Gwen, just as the elevator clanged to a halt. Before Gideon could respond, the elevator’s steel-mesh outer doors concertinaed open revealing the landing bay beyond. A rectangular opening dominated one end, big enough for two Dragonflys to take
