Storming the Deltan"-This is just loving sloppy craftsmanship."
I roll over to the ground support channel, and start negotiating.
"Ground Forward Air Control, Mjolnir flight. Your laser designators aren't interfacing with our aircraft correctly- Could you please list for us the types of targets at each sight? Help us help you,"
I roll back into the Squadron channel.
"Gods' be damned whoever's fault this glitch is should be loving lynched. This is not the time for this bullstuff!"
Anxiety grips me again, right under the ribcage. Anger manifests itself in my face and head. Every muscle in my body is on edge in anticipation for anything.