I did as I was instructed flawlessly. I heard words coming over the radio.
“Holy hell,” someone at command whispered. “Did he just do that… perfectly?”
“That was one hell of a move, Mobius One.”
I smiled inside the cockpit. Glancing around, the radar caught my eye. An airplane was showing up just around the edges… and it was picking up speed.
“Uh, command, I got a possible bogey on my six. Do you copy?”
“Oh sh- he doesn’t even have a way to defend himself…”
“Doesn’t matter. Mobius One, get back to base, now. We’re sending out veterans to assist. The airplane you see is not a friendly, I repeat, is not a friendly.”
I glanced nervously at my radar. I replied to command, “I got my machine gun… But, uh… I don’t think I’ll beat this guy back to base. He is picking up a hell of a momentum. Permission to evade until the cavalry arrives?”
After a few seconds of silence, I heard, “Permission granted. You’d better be damned careful.”
I was about to reply when a red flashing light went off. The missile alert..