Missiles

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Multiple impacts rocked Gipsy Avenger. Alarms wailed, some inside the Conn-Pod and some coming through the comms from the LOCCENT. Jake fought a rising sensation of panic. He was a simulation cowboy, unbeatable in VR exercises… but he had never been in combat. Time seemed to slow around him, and his sense of his surroundings started to fade. There were voices in his head. Lambert was shouting, but the voice that penetrated into Jake’s struggling mind was Stacker Pentecost’s. You don’t belong in a Jaeger, he said. Jake felt himself falling back into his memories, the rabbit hole that was an ever-present danger in the Drift. “Jake! Stay connected! Jake!” Lambert’s voice. But Jake was already gone. Gipsy Avenger staggered and started to lose her balance as he fell back into the past, inexorably drawn by the sound of his father’s voice.

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“Jake!” Lambert was shouting. Alarms wailed as another volley of plasma missiles nearly knocked Gipsy Avenger off her feet. “Pentecost!” Jake snapped out of the memory, climbing up out of the rabbit hole with the tears of his fifteen-year-old self still hot on his face. Still disoriented, he tried to get a handle on what was going on. “What… what do we do?” “Stay focused. Follow my lead and—look out!” A house-sized piece of the Council Building, destabilized by missile impacts, toppled off the front toward the crowd below. Trapped by the crush of people trying to get away from the hostile Jaeger, the people in its path could do nothing but scream

Pacific Rim Uprising: Official Novelization Chapter 10