Building The Bleed Version 0.004 Signal To Noise

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It was, what would come to be known, as the last day of the war for independence. Everyone knew it. The leaders of the planets left in the coalition were meeting with UPRC reps at that very moment. The fall of the Coalition was a long time coming, starting when Mynard Norris pulled his considerable resources out and sided with the Rickies. But our pilot still had to patrol, and as their mind drifted, and their mech too, the loudest noise they had ever heard ripped through their cockpit as a shell tore the steel and composites of the armor to shreds, and as loud as the hit had been, the crushing silence of space that replaced it as their cockpit vented was louder. Panicking, instinct took over. Co-pilot was down. Mech was on back up. Life support was toast. On instinct their hand moved, breaking the glass to signal for help. As the com channels opened, the pilot was greeted with the loudest noise yet. Static.