Chapter Five
Jia slammed an elbow into an opponent to her right, who fell to the floor, choking and clawing at his throat.
A frowning man on her opposite side brought up a stun rod. She grabbed and twisted his arm until he cried out and dropped the weapon. Two quick palm strikes sent him to join his friend on the floor, his nose gushing blood.
She shook out her hand as she looked around, seeking her next opponent.
The simulated opponents felt too dense and heavy to fool her, but she preferred it that way. Better to train by hitting something harder than the opposite.
When Erik first invited her to the Pacific Tactical Center, she hadn’t considered the potential for martial arts practice. Her master always insisted that anything not real wasn’t good training.
Because of his advice, VR
