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. "This is going to be one mother of a dive. Now!"
Shields came on. NOROF, picking this up on their sensors, wouldn't be overly concerned. They'd probably be relieved, in fact, figuring that this nuisance of a Schiavona had managed to repair itself and would now fly away and leave NOROF in peace. They were going to be in for a shock.
The Schiavona rocketed through space, traveling far too fast near a solid, massive object such as the orbital platform. The highly unpleasant sensation of negative Gs dropped the stomach down around the bowels, jumped the heart inw the throat. The plane hurtled forward. The orbital platform seemed to be rushing at them. It grew and swelled at an alarming rate.
Slow down, Harry, Xris found himself ordering mentally. You've got to slow down! We'll crash! We're going to crash!
But he didn't order aloud and Harry didn't slow down. He wouldn't have heard Xris anyway. Harry was thinking, feeling, reacting, responding only to his plane.
The orbital platform was coming at them so fast that objects on it were now clearly visible, or would have been ff they hadn't merged into a dizzying blur because of the dive.
The computer warned of approaching impact.
Harry flew on. Heat vectors, rising from the platform, began to buffet the plane. It bounded from side to side, lurched wildly up and down. Cries and howls echoed throughout the plane as the team members made involuntary and painful contact with certain hard objects
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