chapter 1

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thirteen, thirteen minuets till contact. Thirteen, thirteen seconds the mission briefing was. I look to my left six planes. I look to my righ seven planes. Thirteen cadets on this mission. Not one fo us knows why this mission was assigned. not even the thirteen generals at the airfield. Why was everything always thirteen, I truely can not say. They said the six highest ranked piolts will be placed in a secret squad, with planes that could supposidly pass radar. Radar, a piolts worst nightmare. They could dectect you at hte mission sight in a heartbeat. Some have tried to get past it but those crippling AA guns shoots them down every time. The only plane that passed radar was slower then a snail trying to climb a mouintain. So that ended up being shot down due to its speed. Rumor has it that the planes can also carry up to ten rockets.These planes would be so expensive that tf one of them was shot down then all of the world's money combined wouldn't be able to afford it. And how did our country manage to get six of them? All of a sudden a quick blast brings me out og my daze. A german U-boat spotted us! I look to my left and a german destroyer is closing in on us. I look around to see where one of the cadet's plane is, but i see all thirteen of us in the air. "Darn, i missed" says Frank. Frank came in with Joe by then it was only us three. our training didnt start till all of the thirteen members joined. I then found out that Frank had tried to shoot the U-boat. The mission was simple get in, tamper the communication lines and get out. well, the first part went to plan, we began to attack the main telephone lines. but they were ready for us. we were under heavy fire the second we were spotted by that U-boat. after cutting only four out of the hudred mail lines we were forced out by the AA guns ready to fire. So far, the squad was still together.

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