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i would just put lots of solid rocket fuel in the ejection mechanisms and poke holes in the ejector rocket nozzles

attempt to eject, pop goes the guerra

The MiG probably had a gun barrel ejection seat, so it easily could have exploded on you. The stress of 20-22 G's imposed upon you could also fracture your spine.

I ask if it's possible to have one transported to McNamara.
They explain that they'll get started on the paperwork but not to get your hopes up. Even if it does go through, the plane won't be arriving immediately.


They explain that they'll get started on the paperwork but not to get your hopes up. Even if it does go through, the plane won't be arriving immediately.
And here i am still quietly praying for a VF1 Valkyrie

I spray paint even more angry faces on my plane
You hear someone speak up behind you as you're about finished.
: Hey, you guys are all on leave, right? I have some time off coming up too, and I got stuff I need to... attend to back home, wanna come with?

You hear someone speak up behind you as you're about finished.
: Hey, you guys are all on leave, right? I have some time off coming up too, and I got stuff I need to... attend to back home, wanna come with?
I turn around.

"YES. Where we going?"


"YES. Where we going?"
: Tsunai province, in Kintharia. It's a nice place, and they're used to tourists so it's not like you'll be unwelcome there.




Seeing as to how we probably aren't going to finish watching Gladiator crashers, I head out to the hangers to familiarize myself with the foreign aircraft. It's a delta wing, not too common among GTO constituent states. I wouldn't be surprised either if I was the test pilot for this aircraft.

And here i am still quietly praying for a VF1 Valkyrie

Get some forgeter in Kinth R&D drunk enough and they'll have it out by the next Sunday, assuming it doesn't get stolen first.

(That was a joke.)

I pop my head through the commons doorway. Nobody's paying attention to the TV.

I drop onto the couch, grab the remote and flip to a channel airing a Mercanan football game.

I start playing ping-pong by myself in the rec room.