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They were passing north of Little Rock, Arkansas, on their way to meet a refueling KC-130 out of Fort Worth, Texas.
Taz explained the logic. “The pilots of the Marine Aerial Refueler Transport Squadron were only too happy to have an excuse to practice a midair refueling. They’re also the least likely to report it to the Air Force except as a cross-service invoice for flight cost and fuel rendered. That could take months to wend its way through accounting.”
She couldn’t tell if Mike was paying attention to anything, or just zoned out with his back against the hull.
“Are the accounting systems really so archaic that no one would notice? And what about when they do find it, won’t the Marines get in trouble for not questioning why they were called up in the middle of the night to do thi
