Thirty minutes later, the full military power of the Prometheus archipelago assaulted Djeregbe. Ping watched from her copter as Abshir turned the Storm King to starboard and slowed to a minimal cruising speed, gracefully slewing the 50mm gun to keep pointing in the town’s direction.
She spotted a series of flashes from a point a little northeast of the town; the technical was firing at her. “How charming,” she said to Putu as he wheeled the copter a little higher and westward while continuing into town. “They have no idea what their effective range is.”
She peered at the vehicle a bit longer. “And they have no idea how to drive, either, apparently. Looks like it’s stuck in the mud.” A handful of men were trying to hoist the truck out of a bog while the machine gunner fired, resulting in
