222 Ambrosia Cartel: Part 29 (1/2)
”Clara, what the hell? We just went back from a very dangerous mission and suddenly the HQ required us again? What's the matter? Don't we have enough squadron laying around?” Lynn complained as she ran to one of the jets inside of the hangar.
”Well, first of all, this is a covert flight mission which requires us to fly under a safe flying level. Well, to be honest, we must fly under the radar with something that could reach the speed of Mach 3. Second of all, there is no better pilot than you and Patrick,” Clara said.
”Funny enough Clara. Needless to say, I like this jet better than the old one.” Patrick looked at his jet which was different from his usual jet. The jet itself was the F-22 raptor. Yes, Patrick was given the permission to fly the state-of-the-art fighter jet all by himself. It was armed with six missiles that could shoot down any unwanted adversaries from the shy without the other party knowing that Patrick had locked on the jet.
”Well, at least you have the comfort of trying a new jet,” Clara said.
”Ma'am, wait. It's not your jet,” A lieutenant said.
”Well, where is my jet then?” Lynn asked.
”That one.” He pointed his hand at two jets that were parked on the other side of the hangar. That jet was the other F-22s that would be used by both commanders. It seemed to be that Clara wouldn't be flying together with Lynn after all. Well, it was a covert flight mission so a stealth jet fighter would be needed to ensure the maximal amount of success while maintaining secrecy.
”Hmm, nice.” Lynn climbed into the cockpit of the F-22 and she closed it. Clara also did the same and she closed the cockpit of the jet. Patrick had been inside of his jet and he had waved his hand at the girls who were inside of their fighter jets.
Their codename for this mission was Infanta squadron. Their job was to escort a VIP outside of Mexican airspace, into the United States. This job was given by none other than the bloody CIA agent which was called Herring. He didn't want any involvement from the states, but he would need an outsider's help to do that job and that was when HSDC came into the game.
ATC: ”Infanta squadron. You're cleared to take off at runway six.”
The jet moved slowly, one by one into the runway. Patrick was the one who would be leading the squadron so he was the one who moved his jet into the runway of the base. Lynn and Clara followed him from behind. Their codename was simple. Patrick was Infanta one, Lynn was Infanta two, while Clara was Infanta Three.
”Copy that. The sky is clear, Infanta 1.” Patrick pushed the thruster of the fighter jet and it lifted off from the ground and left a trail of afterburner on its back. Lynn and Clara followed him from behind as the plane took off from the ground. They would refuel with a KC-130 within three hundred kilometers from the base.
Clara gave the mission briefing shortly after that.
”OK, this should be quick and easy as long as we're careful. First of all, we need to fly below the radar once we enter the Mexican airspace. Our VIP was using a private jet which we have to follow until it reached its destination which is Area 51. Yes, our VIP was somehow brought to the restricted area,” Clara said.
”Hmm. Who is this VIP and what makes him so important?” Patrick asked.
”Well, this VIP is one of the lead engineers from the US government. This engineer was one of the engineers in the United States black project. This engineer held and knew a lot of information which could damage US reputation on the whole world if that secret went everywhere,” Clara said.
”Hmm, I see.” Patrick pushed the throttle of the jet forward and he gained more velocity.
Three Hours Later.
The tanker was up ahead and it was escorted with a squadron of jet fighters. Those jet fighters were the Su-35s squadrons. They might have gone from a dangerous mission and they were going back to the main base as they escorted that flying tanker.