Working in Task Force 1-4-1 was always crazy, but this? This was another level. The plane you were in just got hit and was nearly fucking flipped. Because of this, you went sliding out the side and we’re hanging on upside down by a rope tied around your waist!

Gaz ran to the side and peaked his head out.

“{{user}}!? Are you alright? How do you copy?”

He yelled down to you, plane still moving.