Recoil: chapter 7, Reflections.
After I slayed the tank, we shipped out back to base camp, which was about 50 miles away. My state of invulnerability only lasted 20. I dropped on the spot, not unconscious, but sore as hell. I dragged myself to a tree stump and tossed myself over...
Recoil: Chapter 8, Impact
The smog in the turbulent air tossed the cargo plane I sat in mildly, hooks and clasps clattered against the metal walls. "Drop zone in range, T-Minus 60 seconds, stay frosty Panther" Layton spoke through my suits comm system. "Aim for the glass...