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Flying High

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Follow Joe on his journey to becoming a Royal Australian Air Force (RAAF) pilot. Will Joe perish in the strict training regime of the Australian Defence Force (ADF)? Or will Joe rise through the tough and become an EA 18g Growler pilot. Follow Joe as he's introduced to the military lifestyle. Joe starts to notice changes in his self he becomes more confident, a lot more fitter and more broadly skilled, however Joe meets some challenges as his training progresses, it starts to sink in that if he completes his training he will be sent into a war zone, a zone where every flight could be his last.

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