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“Heh, well, that’s me. I mean, for your superiors to agree to let you paint a bird like this…you gotta have some serious reputation about how good you are, you know? Oh, and please, it’s call sign ‘Rainbow’ from now on.” Dash said as she performed a Split S, taking out a couple of enemy planes using QAAM.
“I thought you and I were never gonna see each other again. After what happened at that party, I…well, I thought you hated me.” Gilda articulated.
“Well, seems you’ve changed quite a bit. Plus, that was years ago! It was even before the Anean Continental War. So, it’s been like…six years?”
“Well…sorry to have to say this, but we’re grossly outnumbered. I think our chances of survival are…VERY…SLIM!” Gilda said as she struggled to dodge another missile.
“Well, that’s why I brought some friends with me from Emmeria!” Gilda could almost see Dash’s smirk from behind the radio frequency.
“Wait, what? Gryphus One, we have three new IFF readings approaching fast! F-22 Raptors!” Crux blared.
“Heeeeey, remember how I always wanted to join the Wonderbolts when we were in flight school? Turns out, I’m LIVIN’ THE DREAM!” |