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skonen_bladesPsychological phenomena. That was the problem. The helmets were designed to help the pilots in the modern age of air warfare. There was no time to communicate vocally during a dogfight. Computers were used more and more often to fill in the gaps but they still weren’t smart enough to adapt like a human mind to the shifting shades of battle.
They tapped into the human mind. Helmets were created. The pilots were connected mentally. They became effectively one brain.
The helmets were not specific. Every pilot got every single second of memory from the other four. Every prejudice. Every hidden want. Every shameful day that had been buried.
A few seconds after turning the helmets on, the squadron stopped following orders. They turned their planes around and landed.
The pilots had melded. Even with the helmets turned off, they were now a mixture. Each pilot was a hybrid.
Each pilot became a fiveman.
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They tapped into the human mind. Helmets were created. The pilots were connected mentally. They became effectively one brain.
The helmets were not specific. Every pilot got every single second of memory from the other four. Every prejudice. Every hidden want. Every shameful day that had been buried.
A few seconds after turning the helmets on, the squadron stopped following orders. They turned their planes around and landed.
The pilots had melded. Even with the helmets turned off, they were now a mixture. Each pilot was a hybrid.
Each pilot became a fiveman.
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Date: 1 Oct 2006 06:35 (UTC)