Planet Virgon D-Day +1
Eric hated the wait. Thats the problem with being a fighter pilot. The wait on the trip to and from battle. He reached up and tapped the warning light, two minutes till drop. The Warriors in the back of the drop ship were already suited up, their armored jackets secured, weapons ready, helmets on. He dropped to tree top level and began his attack run. "Home plate, this is Wraith 3, were at angels zero and are initiating our final approach, we will be engaged in two mikes." he reported back to the headquarters.
"Copy Wraith, good luck and God speed." the combat controler replied. With that Major Catlett pushed the throttles to the wall and the heavy troop carrier suddenly picked up speed.
The Cylon anti-aircraft fire was much thicker than he had hoped, but the photo recon flights had shown that to be the case before the mission began. He looked to his left and saw two more troop carriers along side. This was the first of eleven trips they would make to drop off the grunts, the men and women who would take back Athena City.
He blinked some sweat out of his eyes, his cold grey eyes were narrow, like slits. His nostrils flared, ready for action. His hands gripped the stick and throttles like the grips of a heavy gun. He wanted to shoot them. They had killed his daughter Tabitha. The fleet was gone and his princess with it. The toasters would pay! Nobody hurts MY little girl!
(More to come if you like)
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