Simulation Troopers. The butt of more than a couple jokes on the Mother of Invention. Hargrove figured they might know something.
Idiot.
Still, orders were orders, and he would have to at least half-ass an interview with the troopers. He doubted they knew much of anything that he hadn’t figured out already, but they might put a new perspective on things.
Or they might shoot at him, giving him cause to shoot back.
He hoped it was the latter.
Either way, as the Pelican swept in for a landing, bleeding speed as it pulled towards the canyon’s edge, Marcus was prepared. Rifle in hand, he pulled on one of the jump packs on the wall and hopped out the rear ramp towards the two bases.
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