The intense friction of atmospheric entry turned the entire drop pod red-hot. The terrifying G-forces were strong enough to crush ordinary steel into a thin sheet.
But the geniuses inside were completely unfazed, their expressions never wavering.
After an unknown amount of time, the violent shaking ceased abruptly, followed by an incredibly heavy THUD.
The drop pod had landed successfully.
"PSSSSHH—"
With the hiss of depressurizing gas, the heavy hatch slowly opened.
Blinding, orange-yellow sunlight and an acrid, burning smell instantly flooded the pod.
At that same moment, the team channel on the Subspace Network was automatically established.
Before anyone could get a clear look outside, a rapid-fire shout—calm and devoid of emotion—exploded in their ears.
