'With that storm approaching from the east, our comms are blacked out for the foreseeable. No way we can warn the settlements of that incoming strike force.'
'How far off are they?'
'From the settlements? Eight clicks.'
'From us.'
'Uh, only twenty. Why?'
She looks back at her fighter and nods. 'What kind of voltage can that cage take?'
He gazes in disbelief. The thunderhead rumbles in the distance. 'You can't be serious. You'll have no navigation in a storm like that.'
'Neither will they,' she smirks. 'Besides, got my eyes, don't I?'
Paddy Dobson
23rd April 2023