Chapter Ten
30.75 degrees!
Byron altered his course as instructed, his eye on the drone. Another fighter flew over their ship in pursuit of a separate drone, but he paid it no heed. Their target began to dive and he followed with all intensity.
Quadrant 749, incoming!
The drone continued on its path, but Byron was forced to pull up as a Cosbolt emerged from a jump. The drone took advantage of the split-second delay and accelerated to top speed.
Jumping, Quadrant 681! Byron thought.
Bassa relayed their intentions. The announcement consumed less than a second and Byron jumped before the thought vanished from his mind. Reappearing a few lengths behind the drone, he reduced speed and fired. The green light registered another direct hit.
That’s three today! he thought, banking left.
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