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Elayne resisted the urge to beat the s**t out of the pilot when he showed up at Sheremetyevo.
Did command send one of the brand-new MiG-35UBs capable of over two thousand kilometers per hour?
No!
They sent a thirty-year-old Su-28 that couldn’t even break the sound barrier.
A twenty-minute flight was now an hour to reach Samara.
Then they were tenth in line for takeoff.
“Tell the tower that we are now first in line for takeoff.”
“The snow is slowing everything. They’re thinking of closing the airport and all of the flights are desperate to depart before they do,” the pilot reported from the front seat of the aging jet.
“Tell those assholes that if I’m not in the air in the next thirty seconds that I’m going to have you fire a missile into their tower.”
“I’m not carrying any mis
