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Anion

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The Battle Mile

The Anion V.12 class Direct Energy Generators that powered them were advanced beyond anything the followers of the old world had ever seen. Converting Ions to charge from the air itself, they could push beyond speeds beyond the limits anyone could imagine. They could run longer and harder than the outlawed engines of the old world; they could hunt down and eliminate those who defied the laws of the new age. The shadow of the death angle grew over the remnants of the old world.

Prime Directives

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The Battle Mile

From somewhere beyond the borders of the out lands, she has been sent.
To bring order to the battle mile; the lawless region where the faceless burn illegal fuel
and race to destruction, the direct energy motor hums low, bringing with it, a new threat, a new weapon; oblivion to those who have no fear of death, those children of rebellion.
To bring law to the wastelands, to follow prime directives,
this new prototype would sacrifice its own life.
Operation Panzerfaust as been set into place; the program will succeed.

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The battle mile

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The Battle Mile

Into the night, into the unknown, their engines scream;
burning illegal fuel, burning into the horizon
they race along the late 21st century highways
pushing the digital limit, pushing the limit of human and machine
to the point of break down; shadowy figures who race along
the battle mile, the road that stretches into the waste lands
of destruction.

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