chapter five
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FTSDOCTOBER 27 ; 11:42 HOURS
MISSION COUNTDOWN : — 00:17 DAYS
The next morning, Maverick and Bradley acted like idiots. Kade was disappointed but not surprised. After their little stunt in the air — i.e. a five thousand foot spiral plunge, the two instructors got dragged in front of Cyclone for a rather intense lecture. Kade wasn't sure why she was getting yelled at when she wasn't even allowed 'anywhere near a cockpit', but she took it for the sake of solidarity."—The hard deck is 5000 feet above ground level." Already, Kade was bored with the admiral's seething rant, finding a particularly interesting spot on the wall as he continued, "A parameter set not just for the safety of our pilots, but for the safety of their aircraft. 5000 feet is not just a rule. It is a law. As immutable as gravity."
Maverick stared over his head, pointing out, "The hard deck will be much lower for the mission, sir."
"And it will not change, without my approval! Especially not in the middle of an exercise!" Cyclone barked incredulously, hand smacking his desk, "And that cobra maneuverer of yours? That could have got all three of you killed. I never wanna see that sh—t again."
Even if he didn't 'want to see that sh—t again', everyone had to admit what she herself did.
Kade leaned over to whisper, "It was a cool maneuver, though."
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