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James Hawkins leaned precariously by one arm from the rope ladder to look over the star cruiser’s edge to the planet where he and his class would be getting their field training. “You need to learn to use your instincts instead of instruments if you expect to be good captains.” The commander had explained. “This planet has reduced spacing to a simple, but necessary, science. For a whole month you will train secretly there; they know nothing of the outside universe, except for their galaxy. This means no flying machinery, no advanced technology, no ET phone home. You are the smartest and the best, so you are expected to ob