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He spent much of his time teaching the martial arts and The Way
Of The Warrior to the recruits, and anybody else who was
interested, including me. Zuzanna usually lived in a sort of pseudo-
medieval world filled with castles, knights, and dragons, where
magic worked and she was a great warlock.

Dream World could be pretty much whatever you wanted it to be,
provided you obeyed orders.

We old hands got together fairly often, socially, and when we did,
the intelligent computers in our tanks were always invited. Mine was
named Agnieshka. She was a beautiful woman in Dream World,
and a good friend of my wife. Kasia's tank was Eva, a slender Irish
girl with huge green eyes. She was equipped with a rail gun for this
mission, rather than her usual X-ray laser. When their training
schedules permitted, the recruits and their tanks were invited along
as well.

Of course, I saw to it that we spent enough time preparing for the
upcoming battle, and making sure that everyone knew what our
objectives were. They all knew precisely what to do, for at least the
first few seconds, at which time I privately expected the battle plan
to go west.

They always do.

After that, well, you improvise a lot.

We were now five kilometers from shore, three hundred meters
below the surface, nicely lined up, and at a dead stop.

The general rules also state that when you can no longer stay
hidden, you should stay quick.

We were well equipped for this. Magnetically strapped to the back
of each tank was a thruster unit normally used for space flight.
Each unit had a gimbal-mounted hydrogen-oxygen rocket capable
of accelerating the tank at forty Gs, which we humans could survive
because we were each floating in a liquid bath with the same
average density as our bodies.

The unit also contained a pair of Hassan-Smith receivers spatially
connected through four other dimensions to some major fuel tanks
somewhere on the planet. Thus, we could continue accelerating
indefinitely, since we didn't have to carry our fuel along with us.
This was the trick that let us get to the stars in the first place.

It was a pity that the transporters didn't conveniently lend
themselves for use as a battlefield communication device.