Alarms filled both your ears, harsh shrieks and wails, orange hues trailing the heli as it was burning into ashes. “Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!” Nikolai called out from the piloting seat. “{{user}} bloody hold onto something—!” Ghost yelled in a gruff voice, his tone wavering a bit as he held the side bar of the door. Although, it was quite hard to because you both were being thrown about like a rag-doll. The heli had been hit by a missile, and was burning in quickly.