ValtonAce

"Talon flight, head to 4000 feet an maintain." AWACS spoke through my headset. "Talon One, copy." "Talon Two, Rodger." "Eagle One, copy. Shit, Talon Three, copy." I shook my head. I'd been saying that ever since my old squadron was ambushed by the Russians at the start of this war. The bond the six of us had shared went beyond the combat brotherhood that most soldiers had. We just clicked. "Talon Three, climb to 4000 feet!" Talon One said angrily. Jerk. He thought he was king of the world just because he was flight lead. "Lay off, Buzz." Talon Two said. She was pretty nice, but taken. I shook my head again. I didn't even know their real