What happened when I wrote a SCI FI Adventure with an AI Droid

It’s scary and not awful and still needs work…

The cargo ship hovering over the dusty landing site blew sand particles into its spacesuit and helmet.

He didn’t feel the grit when he threw it, but he heard it bounce off his fortified skin.

Jon Renard rolled his head forward and marched out of the shuttle bay, his helmet still in place.

“Status, Torres,” he mumbled into his phone.

“Reading you fine, Captain,” Torres sounded in his earpiece. “Sensors are showing eight miles of desert, sir. Nothing living for miles. Caldatrans has landed in the middle of nowhere.”

“Good,” Renard muttered under his breath. He was strapped to his suit with six pieces of equipment. One was a three-foot rifle that displayed terabytes of data on his lenses.

The burn marks, cracks and bruises on the spacesuits told Jon they were fresh from combat or wounded, but he can’t see any signs. The visor had been placed on the front panel and the visors had been placed over the front panel. Jon doesn’t know the names, he doesn’t know if the strangers were crammed into the back of a metal box or if they had fallen on the Red Planet. He doesn’t know their names or where they were born, only that he knows they are foreigners.