Jeremy's worst day ever

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Thomas shrugged, "consider us your cruise line. You will be at your destination soon." He motioned to the small radio room, "There's all the equipment you should need. It's fixed to transmit only to Freeport 6, which will relay and won't reveal our position. So it is quite safe."

With that Thomas made his way forward and into the cockpit, nodding to his co-pilot as he slid into the pilot's seat and took the controls.

A storm relied on an archaic control system of pedals, cyclic, throttle and collective, ensuring that it handled like no other ship in space, ideal for its dual role as combat dropship.

There were ships out there, shadowing them. Thomas was expecting that, he maintained course for the asteroid meeting point, knowing that whoever was tailing the Storm would soon learn to regret it.

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