The Survivor - short story
Space is it the final frontier? Who knows? It definitely is a tough place
The sun was setting beyond the mountains. That signalled the end of the first half of my training. Now on Xalian, all I had to do was survive the night. I was confident I would survive this. Thousands of simulations, covering hundreds of scenarios. I knew them all. For the tenth time, I checked the inventory. Sidearms, boxes of bullets, rations, explosive charges, flares, and emergency medical…
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