My awareness kept spreading out in layers all over the battle zone. I knew what every ship in my fleet did instantly. Formations, munitions levels, damage reports.
My cybernetic control over all of them was absolute, incoming and outgoing data moved flawlessly. I weaved my agile fighters between my battle cruisers, diving low and soaring high after the enemy craft.
The guidance system of every ship at my command, we moved in precise and perfect formation.
The Royal elite fighter pilots were good; perhaps even the best, and their tenacity and practiced manoeuvres were near perfect.==============
DEAD WORLD CHRONICLES
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE
CARLTON ISAAC
This book is a work of fiction. The names of characters and places, and the incidents taking place are fictitious creations from the author’s imagination. Any resemblance whatsoever to actual events or locations, or to persons living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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