Alpha's Dirty Secrets
Rachel was looking at him, not 'at' him.
"Please Rachel," I requested. That was really for Javiera's benefit.
"Physical training started at age five, weapons training at nine, survival testing at twelve, craft training at fifteen, and acceptance at nineteen," she rattled off in a monotone. "I am thirty."
"What is 'craft training'?" Javiera inquired.
"Learning to kill people and destroy things," she began.
"My specialties are small unit tactics, security operations, electronic countermeasures and Recon Sniper," Rachel replied. "I am an accepted close combat trainer and handheld weapon expert. Do I need to explain any of that?" Pause. Street snorted.
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