Danger Close

The skies of Hong Kong were ablaze - and Hari-G163 hated the rain.

This wasn't just rain, though - these were monsoon rains, sheets of water cascading down through the concrete jungle, turning streets into rivers. It made driving her warthog that much harder - and it made it almost impossible to sport the Wraith up ahead before it turned te lead vehicle of her convoy into a burning wreck.

"One's down, three's down!" Came the shout from the other Hog over COM, followed by a string of colourful curses in Miridam slang. "Motherfucker came out of nowhere!"

Hari gritted her teeth, swerving sharply to avoid the remains of an axle. "We need to get off the streets, now - we're sitting ducks out here."

Lyzander-G276 clearly seemed to agree,