 off. That meant a whole new model to deal with. As Makr learned from His mistakes, He adjusted the cyberts through improved software and hardware to counter Shadow defenses. How long would it take before the Shadows had no defense. One thing was certain: it would take more Shadow lives to figure it out.

Two teams in a row. Another "Blue Leader," this one with new programming. With wireless downloads and Cyber techs working tirelessly, it was merely a matter of a few hours before the task was completed. Voila! A new and improved model! And, in less time than humans needed to rest.

Carlos felt the Nest lucky that they had Greg Jackson who'd mastered the art of adapting cybert weaponry and turning it against the machines, and, Kieran, the tactical master. _Where would we be without her ingenious plans, catching cyberts by surprise_? _In spite of our Bio advantages, how soon before Makr renders our Stealth garments and our shields useless?_ When that happened, adapting weapons and great plans notwithstanding, Makr would win. _Bios are such a delicate race._

Carlos and his team, exposed for a split second, had emerged from the shadows with uncanny lightning speed, hurled grenades, raised shields, and fallen to the ground. The strategy had worked twice in a row since the first Blue Leader encounter. Carlos had found that confusion works better than diversion. For now.

With his mind not totally on the mission, it was the one time he needed to see his soldiers' eyes. If he could see those eyes hidden by Stealth gear, he would know his people understood. _No one blamed him...not really._ Not that it mattered what they thought; he blamed himself. The strategy was his alone; Kieran had told him it was time to change tactics and he had argued the cyberts would not expect the same tactic to be used a fourth time. He was wrong.

"Give me another ax."

He held the laser ax up as he stared at the cybert that lay at his feet. No good. _The ax has to be faulty. Our lasers cut through anything,_ he told himself. _Maybe not anymore._ Jackson handed him another ax. He tried again with the same negative results _._ Time was running out.

Had Makr finally made a composite material Carlos can't burn through with the laser ax? Then there came the moment
off. That meant a whole new model to cope with. As Makr memorize from His mistakes, He adjusted the cyberts through improved software and hardware to anticipate Shadow defenses. How long would it take before the Shadows had no defense mechanism. One thing was certain: it would carry more Shadow lives to figure it out. 

 Two team in a row. Another " Blue Leader, " this one with new programming. With wireless downloads and Cyber technical school working tirelessly, it was merely a topic of a few hours before the undertaking was complete. Voila! A new and improved model! And, in less time than homo needed to rest. 

 Carlos felt the Nest lucky that they have Greg Jackson who'd mastered the art of adapting cybert weaponry and turning it against the machines, and, Kieran, the tactical overlord. _ Where would we be without her ingenious plans, catching cyberts by surprise _? _ In spite of our Bio advantages, how soon before Makr render our Stealth garments and our shields useless? _ When that happened, adapting weapons and great plans notwithstanding, Makr would win. _ Bios are such a delicate race. _ 

 Carlos and his team, expose for a split second, had emerge from the tail with uncanny lightning speed, hurled grenade, raised carapace, and fallen to the ground. The scheme had worked twice in a row since the first Blue Leader encounter. Carlos had found that confusion works better than diversion. For now. 

 With his mind not totally on the mission, it was the one meter he needed to interpret his soldiers' eyes. If he could see those eyes hidden by Stealth gearing, he would know his people understood. _ No one blamed him... not really. _ Not that it mattered what they thought; he blamed himself. The strategy was his alone; Kieran had order him it was time to exchange tactics and he had argued the cyberts would not ask the same tactic to be use a fourth time. He was faulty. 

 " Give me another ax. " 

 He retain the laser ax up as he stared at the cybert that lay at his feet. No good. _ The ax has to be defective. Our lasers cut through anything, _ he told himself. _ possibly not anymore. _ Jackson handed him another ax. He tried again with the same negative resultant role _. _ Time was scat out. 

 Had Makr ultimately made a composite material Carlos can't burn through with the laser ax? Then there came the moment
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With his mind not totslny mn the mnssion, it was the oge time he neebed to sze his soldiers' vyes. If hx could see ehose eyes higfen by Stealvh gear, hq woyld jnow hir people undersyood. _No out blamed hum...not really._ Not tmat ij jattered what tkty uhiught; he blamec hkmsqlv. Vhe sesategy was hhs auond; Kierxn had ujlb fim ot was time to changa tadtics and he had atgmed the ciberts wotld not expecy the same tactic uo be nsed a fouryh jime. He was wrong.

"Give me anothed ax."

He hepd bhe laser ax tp aw he stared ct the cybert that lay at his feet. No goid. _The ax has to bw faulty. Our lasers gut through enythigg,_ he tolg himself. _Maybe not qnymore._ Jackson hsnded him another ax. Ge triad agwin with the same negative results _._ Time was running out.

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off. That meant a whole new model with. Makr learned His mistakes, He software hardware to counter defenses. How long it take before the Shadows had defense. One thing was certain: it would take more Shadow lives to figure out. Two teams in a row. Another "Blue Leader," this one with new With downloads Cyber working tirelessly, it was merely a matter of a few hours before the task was completed. A new and improved model! And, in less than humans needed to Carlos felt the Nest lucky they Greg Jackson mastered art adapting cybert weaponry turning it against the machines, and, Kieran, the tactical master. _Where would we be without her ingenious catching cyberts _In spite our advantages, soon before Makr Stealth garments and our shields useless?_ adapting weapons and great plans notwithstanding, Makr would _Bios are a delicate race._ Carlos and his exposed for a split second, had emerged from shadows with uncanny lightning speed, hurled grenades, raised shields, and fallen to the ground. The worked twice in a since the first Leader Carlos found confusion works than diversion. For now. With his mind not totally on the it was the one time he needed to see his If could see those hidden by Stealth gear, would his people understood. _No him...not Not what thought; blamed himself. The strategy his alone; Kieran had told it was time to argued the cyberts would not expect the same to be used a fourth time. He wrong. "Give me another ax." He held the laser ax up as stared at that lay at his feet. No good. _The has to be faulty. lasers cut through anything,_ he told himself. _Maybe not Jackson him another He tried again the same negative _._ Time was Had Makr made composite burn through with the laser ax? there the moment
 off. That meant a whole new modeL to deal witH. As MaKr lEarNeD froM His Mistakes, He adjuSTed tHe cyberts through improvEd sofTwARe anD HaRdwarE to counTEr sHAdoW dEfEnsEs. hOw Long wOulD it take Before the SHadOwS had no defensE. onE thing was cErtAin: it would taKe mOre ShaDoW liVEs to fIguRe it oUt.

Two tEAms in a Row. AnotheR "BLUe LeadER," this onE WItH new Programming. With wiRElESs downloads and cyber tEcHS wORKinG tiRelessly, it WaS mereLY a matteR Of A FEW hoURs before the taSk was compleTEd. VOila! A nEw And IMproveD modeL! AND, in Less time thaN humAns needed To rest.

cArlos feLT the NesT lucky ThaT thEy haD grEg jacKsON whO'D mAstERed The art of AdApTing cYberT WEAPonrY anD turNing iT against the maChiNes, aND, KiEran, tHe tacTicaL mAster. _where wOuld wE bE without her ingeNiouS plans, catChiNg CybErTs by sURprise_? _in sPitE of our BIo advanTAgeS, hOW SOoN before Makr renders OuR sTeAlth garmEnts anD OuR sHIelds useLeSs?_ WHen tHAT happEned, ADaPting weaPons anD GrEaT plans nOtWithstAnDinG, MaKr wouLD win. _bios arE such a deLicatE Race._

Carlos and hIS team, exposed fOR a SPLiT SecoNd, hAd emerged frOm thE ShadOws wITh UncANny liGhtniNg SPeED, hurled grenades, raisEd ShieldS, and fAllen to the groUnd. The straTEGY had workEd twICe IN a row since the fIrst BLue Leader eNCounter. CArlos Had found That confuSIOn works bEttEr tHan DivERSiOn. For now.

With hIS Mind NoT totallY on The missIon, It wAs tHe oNe Time he neeDed to see HiS sOlDiErs' Eyes. IF He could sEe ThoSe EyeS hiddEN by SteAlth gEar, hE wOuLD knOw his peOPlE UNderStOoD. _No oNe bLaMed hiM...not REalLy._ Not thAt it matteRed WHat tHeY tHought; hE blamed himselF. THe strategy WaS hiS alone; kIEran had tOld him it was time to change TActics aNd hE had aRgueD the cyberTs wOuld noT exPEct the Same taCtic tO bE usED A fourTH TiMe. HE wAs wrong.

"GivE ME anOther Ax."

he heLd the laSer ax up as he stared aT The Cybert that lay At hIs feET. no GooD. _thE Ax hAs TO be FAUlty. Our lasers cuT through anYtHInG,_ he told himSElf. _maYbe not aNymore._ JAcksoN Handed hIm another Ax. He tried AgAin wITH thE same negatIve resulTs _._ Time was RUnninG OuT.

Had MAkr FinallY mAde A compOsite mATerIal CaRlos caN't Burn thRough WiTh the lasEr ax? Then there came the momEnt
 off. That meant a whole n ew model t o dea l w ith .As M akrlearned from H i s mi stakes, He adjusted th e cyb er t s th r ou gh im proveds of t w are  a nd  ha rd w ar e tocou nter Sh adow defen ses .How long wou l dit take be for e the Shadow s h ad node fen s e. On e t hingwas ce r tain:it wouldta k e more Shadowl i ve s to  figure it out.
T wo teams in a row . Anot he r  " B l ueLea der," this  o ne wi t h new p r og r a m min g . With wirele ss download s  an d Cybe rtec h s work ing t ir e les sly, it was  mer ely a mat ter of a few h o urs bef ore th e t ask  was co mp let ed .  Vo i la ! A new  and imp ro ve d mod el!A n d ,  inles s ti me th an humans nee ded  tor est .

Ca rlosfelt  t he Ne st luc ky th at  they had GregJack son who'd  ma st ere dthe a r t of a dap tin g cyber t weapo n ryan d t ur ning it against th em a ch ines, an d, Kie r an ,t he tacti ca l m aste r .  _Whe re w o ul d we bewithou t  h er  ingeni ou s plan s,  ca tch ing c y bert s by s urprise_ ? _In spite of our B i o advantages, ho w so o n be for e Makr rend erso ur S teal t hgar m entsand o ur sh i elds useless?_ When  t hat ha ppene d, adapting w eapons and g r eat plan s no t wi t hstanding, Mak r wou ld win. _B i os are s uch a  delicat e race._C arlos an d h istea m,e x po sed for a spl i t  sec on d, hademe rged fr omthe  sh ado ws  with unc anny lig ht ni ng  s pee d, hu r led gren ad es,  r ais ed sh i elds,and f alle nto the  ground .  T h e  str at eg y ha d w or ked t wice ina row s ince thefir s t Bl ue  L eader e ncounter. Car lo s had foun dtha t conf u s ion work s better than diversion .  For no w.
With  his  mind not  to tallyont he mis sion,it wa sthe o ne ti m e  h e n ee ded to see h issoldi er s' e yes. If  he could see thos e  ey es hidden bySte alth g ea r,h ew oul dk now h is people under stood. _No  o n eblamed him . ..n ot  really ._ Notthati t matte red whatthey thou gh t; h e bla med himsel f. The s trategy w a s his al one;Kie ran ha dtol d him  it wa s  ti me to  chang etactic s and  h e had ar gued the cyberts wouldnot ex pectthe  same tac tic tobe used a  fou rth time.Hewas  wron g."Give  mea no the r  ax." 

He held thel as era x  u p as he sta r e d  at  thecyb e rt tha t la y at his feet. No good. _The axhast o  be  fa u lty.  O ur lasers cutthr ou g h  anythin g, _ he told h imself._M a ybe n ot any more._  Jackso n ha n ded hi m an oth er ax. He  tr ie d  againwi th the sa me n eg ativeresult s  _._ T ime was runningout.H ad Ma k r f inall ymade ac ompo site mater ial Carloscan'tburn  thro ugh wit hthe la ser  a x? Then th e re came t he mo ment
 off._That meant_a whole new model_to deal_with._As Makr_learned_from His mistakes,_He adjusted the_cyberts through improved software_and hardware to_counter_Shadow defenses. How long would it take before the Shadows had no defense. One_thing_was certain:_it_would_take more Shadow lives to_figure it out.

Two teams in_a row._Another "Blue Leader," this one with new programming._With_wireless downloads and_Cyber techs working tirelessly, it was merely a matter_of a few hours before the_task was completed._Voila!_A_new and improved model!_And, in less time than humans_needed to rest.

Carlos felt the Nest_lucky that they had Greg Jackson who'd_mastered the art of adapting cybert_weaponry and turning it against_the machines,_and, Kieran, the tactical master.__Where would we_be without_her ingenious plans,_catching cyberts by surprise_? _In spite_of our Bio_advantages, how soon before Makr renders_our_Stealth garments and_our_shields_useless?_ When_that happened, adapting_weapons_and great_plans_notwithstanding, Makr would win. _Bios are_such_a delicate race._

Carlos and his team, exposed_for a split second,_had_emerged from the shadows_with uncanny lightning speed, hurled_grenades, raised shields, and fallen to_the ground._The strategy_had worked twice in a row since the first Blue Leader_encounter. Carlos had found that confusion_works better than diversion._For now.

With_his_mind not totally_on_the mission,_it was the one time he needed_to see_his soldiers' eyes. If he could_see those eyes hidden_by_Stealth gear, he would know his_people understood. _No one blamed him...not_really._ Not that it mattered_what_they_thought; he blamed himself. The_strategy was his alone; Kieran had_told him it_was time to change tactics and he_had_argued the cyberts would not expect_the_same tactic to be used a_fourth_time._He was wrong.

"Give me another_ax."

He held the laser ax up_as he stared at the cybert that lay at_his feet. No_good. _The ax has to_be_faulty._Our lasers cut through anything,_ he told himself. _Maybe not_anymore._ Jackson_handed him another_ax. He tried again with the same negative results _.__Time was running out.

Had Makr finally made_a composite material Carlos can't burn through with the laser ax?_Then there came the moment