As we turn the second leg of our mission, I see something out of the corner of my eye. It was a lone Emmerian F-16. It appeared to be damaged and barely trudging along, "Davayte dadim im nemnogo napugatʹ ne tak li?" My 2 wingmen laugh and we turn to intercept the fighter.
Offtopic: I don't think we have a straggling fighter. Its not one of ours.
As im munching on my so-called "Steak" I hear a very faint jet engine noise and a mini-gun noise like an A-10's from a distance.
"Uh, Jacov, Im cuttin' my lunch short. I think I heard an enemy jet."
I run to the hanger that holds my plane, turn it on, taxi, and take off, breaking the sound barrier almost 2 minutes after I lifted off the runway.
"stuff. Here we go."