Planes: Interception

The Reaction

RAF Coningsby, Twenty Hundred Hours, 13th March 2018 

Ben's POV

Well here I am, doing my normal duties in the Royal Air Force, 23 years of age on Quick Reaction Alert, A long 24 hour shift practicaly sitting in a waiting room all day incase an unknown aircraft heads into British airspace, I've done this shift what feels like a hundred times yet, nothing happens, at home my son always watches this film about planes, he wants to be an air force pilot likes me so I can understand why he watches it, It's all about this plane that overcomes his limits, I've watched it with him a couple of times and it's not a bad film, I was worried about my family, Being in front line air combat was not the safest job, Although there is no war yet or any battles the tension with Russia is getting worse and North Korea threataning America makes me fear we will be deployed one day. 

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No one's POV

In the ATC tower, seven men and women were working watching the radar's and tracking all aircraft in the country.

"Flight Sergeant, You might want to look at this" one of the radar men was staring at his radar with a confused look on his face, "What is it?" He replied, "I don't know, but whatever it is two signals have just randomly appeared currently flying at 5000 feet, 28 miles out heading 227"
The Flight Sergeant replied bitterly but had a slight tone of fear in his voice, "Send QRA up there to intercept and interrogate"

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Ben's POV

My other mate on QRA was called Jeremy he joined the air force on the same day as me and we were almost best mates, I spoke to him "Looks like nothing is going to happen......again"
"Yeah, You said that right" My mate said in a joking manner,

Just then the radio went off.

"Coningsby Operations to QRA, This is the blackdog controller acknowledge" 
"Loud, Clear," I said without hesitation. 

"Q1, For Quick Reaction Alert, Scramble, Scramble, Scramble"

That meant it was time to go and it was not a drill, I was the one to give the order within the building, "SCRAMBLE!", I set off the alarm and me and my mate rushed to the typhoons, Both fully armed and ready to go at the moment's notice.
As the canopy closed above me the engines of the jet fighter roared, I taxied out first, Jeremy close behind me, We lined up on the runway and hit the throttle to the afterburners. 
We received our orders from the tower, "Climb to 5000 feet, Heading 227, 28 miles, Your mission interrogate" 


And that's the first chapter done, Sorry if it felt rushed, First time making a proper story, I am going to work on the next chapter as soon as I get this published.