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. All comms check out. Proceed with your launch and descend to the moon's surface. Sunray out."
Rowan transferred control of the shuttle to the crew chief for launch. The chief acknowledged and started the suction pumps that removed the air from the shuttlecraft bay.
When hard vacuum had been achieved, the shuttle bay doors opened. Magnetic tractor beams lifted the shuttle off the deck. Slowly, it moved out into space. As the shuttle cleared the bay, it was no longer in the ship's artificial gravity environment, and Rowan went weightless. His webbing held him in his seat, but he hated the sensation. Spaceplanes and larger spaceships were equipped with artificial gravity field generators. Shuttles were not. At least not the shuttles purchased by the agency.
"Cheap bastards!" Rowan muttered.
This won't last long, he told himself. When he drew near the moon, its gravity would begin to take effect. Soon he'd be sitting in the pilot's chair like a normal person, not like some helium-filled balloon tethered to a string.
When the shuttle was one thousand meters off the aft of the ship, the chief bid Rowan good-bye and good luck.
"Sunray, this is Javelin." He reported in. "The shuttle is under my control, and I am beginning my descent. Please feed the coordinates of the ground ops and the cipher key for tactical conununications into my nav computer."
"Javelin, stand by to receive ground ops coordinates and cipher key
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