chapter eight
❝ i thought i couldn't love anymore ❞
FTSDOCTOBER 30 ; 14:39 HOURS
MISSION COUNTDOWN : — 00:14 DAYS
TIME ON TARGET: —02:30.00On mission day, the selected pilots would have to complete a narrow canyon course to a low—level ingress where a uranium plant awaited their two plane teams. They could not exceed an altitude of 100 feet or they would be spotted by surface—to—air missiles and shot down. They would have to fly at 660 knots or they would be caught by fifth generation fights and shot down.
Today, the pilots would practice a simulated canyon at a time limit of three minutes.
They were going easy on them, really.
The tests weren't going well.
Kade and Hondo worked in the control room — sometimes with Maverick, sometimes not. But always, the commander stayed huddled over her binder, taking stock of their students' abilities.
Coyote had quick instincts, but he could be easily trapped in something he couldn't maneuver out of. Phoenix had a genuine talent at controlling her aircraft and she had a level—head until she was faced with multiple problems at once. Payback was an amazing reactor — able to grapple with whatever his opponent threw at him, but he struggled at faking actions to draw something out of his opponent.
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