Experimental Unit

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"What!?!"

<<I repeat,Ameri Lockheed and James Wilson,you both are now test pilots for the ADFX-04 Fairchild,Ameri,you're the main pilot,James,you're the WSO and flight manager,And the first test is going to be conducted tomorrow,HQ,more precisely Grunder Industries has sent a message for both of you:Good luck.>>

"But..."

"No "But""-Long Caster returned to the runway with his hand on the forehead-"You guy and gal dragged too much attention from the higher.Well,Major General Harris Johnson and Grunder Industries CEO Heinrich Gollnitz,they had personally requested the program to be execute by the LRSSG's most elite pilots,based on kill count,and those two are you,and James,I expected Eliza to informed you about this already"

"Yes,but...I am not the best pilo-"

"Of course,sorry to hurt you,but I must admit that Henry and Larry have more experience being a pilot,you two are excellent,but far from them.However,they didn't give my reports a slight glance and therefore,they chosen you two,of course,there will be two massive paycheck for each of you,so no worry about salary"

"Why don't you send your request back to the HQ then?"

"The same reason they didn't look at my report,dude.I am an AWACS operator,commander of this squadron,but this squadron only.Guess how many squadrons are there in the LRSSG?Ten.How about ODAF?LRTSG?ESSG?And more?I am just one in few thousands,not that powerful,accept that"

Mobius and Trigger silently look at each other,while the others of the squadron are looking at them,aside from Eliza,and Fairchild,because they are on their way returning to the hangar bay.As the sun finally set over the horizon,their face hardly could be seen by the others' eyes.Still,with the little light left from the reddish sky,Cipher,who standing closest to Trigger,could tell that the pilot' face was filled with shocked,and bit excitement,if the old pilot didn't wrong:

"Wilson"-Mobius awkwardly raise her hand to her wingman-"Let...let's be good co-pilots"

"Ye...yeah,I will try my best,it's time for dinner....right?And...and we need a bathe,too.We are all dirty.Hey,I am the WSO huh?And you're the main pilot,lucky you"

"Yeah,maybe"

"Okay,that's all"-their commander break the dense atmosphere-"Let's go to the cafeteria,I haven't had any sandwich for three days,and they better have some good ones"

In the room

"Hey,it's snowing again"

After filling their stomach with the whole menu of sandwiches,everyone,aside from Long Caster,who still eating in the carteen,have finally arrived in their own room.Mobius turned the light on,the room is still the same compared to when they left:the blanket unfolded,closed windows,some snacks still on the table,....nothing changed,except for one detail near the lamb:

"A note"-Trigger picked it up-"From Albert,it said.... good luck"

"Hazzz"-Mobius fall onto the bed-"Why?Why would they think that choosing two high static pilots is a good idea for aircraft testing?I mean,there is a huge number of people out there could replace our role,why specifically us?I only have 5 years experience,and you are like....probably 4"

"Hey!I skipped half of 12th grade to join the airforce,make it almost 5 years,but yeah,that doesn't change anything"

Trigger pour out a cup of tea and sit down on the chair by the window.The sky tonight was filled with the light from the shining stars,shining bright even in an already lighted city,which could be a magic for them,because if they were at Oured,or Okinawa,or Seoul,the city' light would make the stars struggled to be witness.There is simply nowhere else they had been has a sky like this.Mobius and Trigger would have enjoyed the scene,if not because they have things to worry about:

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