I shuffle my feet some, feeling like an idiot standing there with a 12 gauge when the situation was obviously under control. "Well, I will be on my way now." I turn around and start walking towards the barracks, switching the safety back on. I put the USAS 12 back under my bed, and decide to fly a Tiger instead of a Eagle. I climbed into the Tiger, relieved to not have a backseater, and did all of the pre-flight checks. I got pushed back onto the taxiway, and started my engines. The turbojets roared to life, and I taxied. "This is Phoenix 5, request take-off for Operation Northern Eye."
"Roger. Good luck, Phoenix 5."
I throttled up, smiling as the jet screamed down the runway, and lifted in to the air. I pulled the landing gear up and started flying towards Mt. Shezna.