🎖️ I FOUND A "DEAD" SOLDIER FIXING MY JET - THEN SHE ROLLED UP HER SLEEVE Sergeant Thorne didn't use diagnostics. She listened to the A-10's cannon like it was a living thing. "Synchronization is off," she muttered. She was elbow-deep in machinery, covered in grease. "Run the computer, Sergeant," I said, checking my watch. I'm Colonel Hargrove. I don't have time for guesses. "Don't need a screen when the iron is screaming," she rasped. She reached up to wipe sweat from her forehead, and her sle