“I make it six minutes to the dam,” the pilot said into the shuttle’s PA. “We’ll be hitting the SAMs on the way down and kicking y’all out the hatch at fifty meters and three hundred kilometers an hour. Thanks for flying Royal Navy!” The young officer turned to Julia with a brilliant grin. “I suggest you go back and get into your armor, ma’am. This is not going to be a ride for the squishy.”
