anyone else feeling the effects may also stand along the back wall, I would feel very sorry for anyone that napped in my class.” As the Major turned to continue he noticed almost the entire class heading for the wall and stifled a small smile. The unofficial leader of the course was now established.
During the class break, the cadets were comparing notes and were surprised that Matt's team was a flight of only ten cadets as most of the others were 40 cadets, and segregated by gender. Matt was figuring this was a good sign they were going to be kept as a team after graduation.
Zach sat looking at the surprise quiz he had just finished. He had no doubt that he passed it. The shuttle simulators he was used to operating were all automatic with the shuttle accepting his in-put. The quiz was based on full operation of the shuttle with the pilot performing all tasks manually. Every task came automatically as though he had known it forever.
Scotty was pleased with himself, he had not opened a book since high school over fifty years ago, yet the quiz was child's play to him. It was the same for the entire class, not only had the nanites improved their bodies, they also enhanced mental acuity and reasoning. Anyone getting a poor grade had to work at failure.
Maj. Waters, complimented the cadets for there being no scores under eighty-five percent. He further warned all the cadets that they would need to be familiar with all ship specifications that were under construction especially the variety of mother ships. Those ships, configured to support up to a squadron of thirty shuttles as well as the troops they would transport.
Gray Panther Industries, Arizona
6 August 2128
Abdul “Abby” Bahadur, Sixty, was psyching himself up in preparation for the dog and pony show for the Army and Marine representatives, a mix of senior NCOs and senior officers. He had already caught a few looks his way as he figured they had already identified him as Iranian. The Iranian War was concluded with the use of Nukes against Iran after Iran managed to nuke Washington DC in 2095 with a tactical nuke detonated from inside a hijacked airliner. Abdul had spent the war as a translator and field interrogator for the US Army. Abdul was fully accepted by the unit when he single handedly broke an ambush that the unit walked into in a “green zone.” His dispatch of enemy wounded, a single shot in the forehead, was cold and deliberate. His motivation was only learned when an intel officer let slip that Abdul was Christian and had watched as his entire family was raped and murdered in front of him and then left him for dead with a bullet in his head. When peace was declared, he was to be left behind, since amnesty was to be respected for all belligerents who took up arms against the Iranian government. Knowing he was a dead man walking, the unit was able to smuggle him to the states. With a pile of money collected from the unit he disappeared to California so he could start over in a safe city, that would not prosecute any illegal aliens in their midst.
Taking a large swig of water then setting the glass down, Abdul began. “Thank you ladies and gentlemen for showing up for today's demonstration. I am Abdul Bahadur; please feel free to call me “Abby” as did my buddies when I was attached to the US Army. Today I will be showing you what I have named, “The beamer.” It is the main infantry weapon of the Gray Panthers. The beamer weighs fifteen pounds, and is thirty-six inches long. The power supply for the beamer, is a self-charging solar battery that attaches to the beamer like a standard magazine. The battery can recharge itself either when it is in the beamer or when removed. Depending on the amount of light, it takes between three to eight minutes to charge. The beamer, has three function settings; the first, which is a narrow beam had the longest range but the narrowest point of impact, is the size of a silver dollar at its contact point. The
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