Where Legal Eagles Dare: An Opco Boone Adventure: Difference between revisions

Schweiner took a moment to take in the grandeur of the desert. The windscreen gave a rich panorama. The mountains swept up to a vertical, levelling off to a table four thousand metres above the valley floor. They rose like — like — well, like ''[[Africa|Olympus above the Serengeti]]''.  

High up on the ''gipfel'' the setting sun picked out a halo of the eagles circling the summit. Suddenly, one wing-morphed and dropped. Schweiner double-took: That is one ''absolute unit'' of a hunting bird — some monstrous condor. At this remove, the majestic predator seemed to drift so serenely down from the crest, but Schweiner knew it was dropping like a bullet towards some hapless creature on the valley floor.  

''Wonder who''. “Poor bastard,” Schweiner murmured, slipping into Kevlar body-armour in preparation for his own upcoming fire-fight. He wondered whereabouts on the plain the unfortunate animal was. It occurred that anything bigger than a rabbit should should show up on the dash. The HUD RAG system still flat-lined. Schweiner checked the LIDAR feed. ''Zilch''. He ESPER-zoomed. ''Nix''. He flipped to heat-sensor mode and cranked up to max res. ''Zipster''.

 

 

The wing-man pulled in his and adjusted his pitch and yaw to be 20 meters ahead of the rig. He rocked the [[gaze heuristic]].