Chapter One
January 5, 2229, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Pacific Tactical Center
Erik crawled over the leaf-covered forest floor.
The density and texture of the dirt and plants were off, a subtle reminder everything around him was simulated. A device resembling a thin silver choker was wrapped around his neck.
He’d signed all the waivers and paid for the full sensory immersion package, including mild pain and stuns. The physical risk of the average barfight was greater, but it was enough to discourage bad habits.
One arrogant turn on a real battlefield might end with him missing more than an arm.
“How are we doing, Jia?” he whispered as he looked through the foliage. “You in position yet?”
A building stood nearby, partially obscured by the dense trees.
“I need a couple more
