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The Russian banked west and punched his afterburners. Retreat.

Two micro-missiles streaked from the PC-MAV’s internal bays. One clipped the Russian’s left engine. The other shredded his vertical stabilizer. The fighter tumbled end over end, pilot ejecting just before impact. pc mav

Three black specks against the pale Arctic blue. Fast. Angry. Russian fighters running a silent intercept. The Russian banked west and punched his afterburners

“They’re crossing,” Mav said. “Permission to engage.” ” Hollis said. “Bring it home.”

“Good kill, Mav,” Hollis said. “Bring it home.”