“I really hate to say this, but you’re going to have to take it off auto,” Shiro said, their truck weaving ahead over a dune of ash. “The tac-V’s AI should lay out the track for you, but you’re going to have to bust the safety constraints if we want to evade. The AI is too predictable.” “Oh yeah,” Simon whooped. “Now we’re talking. Sterling, see if you can keep up.”
