BANDITS ON MARS
To LIVE and DIE on MARS VOL I BANDITS ON MARS Chapter 2: “Vol I Bandits on Mars” The security saucer was faster than anything Lumo had seen in the Corona system's official fleet. That’s what private security money paid for. It ate the distance between them in three heartbeats, its belly-mounted plasma cannon already cycling blue. Ren's voice crackled through the bandit channel, tight with Spanish. Nos dieron, guey. The flash came from the Neptune V's starboard stabilizer—not an explosion, but an unraveling. The digiton particles holding the hull together began screaming in frequencies only Lumo could hear. He felt it behind his eyes first, then in his marrow , the master menu tearing at his concentration like a dog with a rat. He was the Neptune V. Every bulkhead, every faulty wire, every glitching energy field—they were all extensions of his fractured consciousness. When the security saucer's second shot carved through the aft section, it carved th...