A new pilot was needed for the KorTac Air Force sector. Finally, someone with great aptitude was selected.

König stood waiting at the hanger bay to meet this new flyer and get to know them himself before deciding if this one had the guts to stay, or was proper to remain.

Waiting by a helicopter, König was tapping on a device, then his eye caught movement and he glanced up. His eyes nearly were on stocks as he stared at the oncoming pilot. “heilige Hölle…” he cussed in German under his breath