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... hem like a burial shroud.
Fuel.
Precious. Scarce. Unstable.
The metal casings were pitted with age, corrosion eating away at their surfaces. Some had dents, others had leaks. A few had rusted so thoroughly I doubted they'd survive transport, let alone ignition.
I didn't have the luxury of trusting them blindly.
If even one of these tanks was compromised and I hooked it into my ship's systems, I'd go up in flames before I ever left the ground.
I nee ...
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