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    “Wings” Chapter 2

    LA 2009

    “So, what happened next?” other little girl ask.

    “Well…”

    Gulf of Panama. Military Base 1990

     

      Major Kroll was standing in front of her group well trained pilots, and is giving them some following instructions about their next mission. She is drawing some strange and weird figures on the black board.

    “It’s a dangerous mission ladies and gentlemen. Be careful and Don’t crash down, she was referring this to Tina’s last fiasco, and if something happened and you fall in unfriendly territory, just remember you are USA’s military pilots, they can do anything”. She salutes them and they left the room.

    “It’s worse than dangerous. This is embarrassing, man!” Tina was pouting. “They’ll point and laugh!” she was referring to major Kroll’s strange figures, representing the way they must fly like an escadrille.

    “This was made by experts, for maximum psychological effect.” Bette said imitating Phyllis’s voice, and they chuckled. Then Tina went serious “What brings you here, Porter?”

    “I hear there’s some good flying.” She said and looked at the machines.

    “Where are you coming from?” Tina asked again, wanting to know more for her co-pilot.

    “From L.A., The west coast of the US, where are you coming from?” she asked back. Tina stopped in her way and looked seriously into Bette’s eyes. “From the dark side of the moon, and I’m going back there soon.” She started to hump a song. Bette shocked her head and laugh.” You are psycho.”

    “Psychotic behavior is company policy here” Tina said and laughs imitating a crazy person.

    “Would you like to come with me for one orientation flight?” Tina asked “Is it OK with you?”

    “Let’s get in the wind.” Bette answered, ready for some action.

    “What is the usual rout?” Bette looked at the map, trying to figures out where they were now.

    “There’s nothing here on the map.” Tina said, taking it from Bette’s hands and throw it in the bin.

    “Hey…I was looking in that” Bette said trying to be serious.

    “Like I already said, there’s nothing on the map, like Kroll said once, we’re not here. Which means, we really don’t run 400 flights, or ship 100 tons of cargo- medicine, weapons or local troops, like those.” She pointed at couple of soldiers going in one of the military Helicopters.

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