The Eons-Lost Orphan by Laer Carroll

Author:Laer Carroll [Carroll, Laer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-14T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13 - USAF Academy - Summer 1

Fighter Pilot

An hour later Jane was free of further duty until Monday morning when she was to report to the fighter training organization. She walked out to the flight line and to the hangars where the fighter instruction aircraft lived on the ground.

As she neared the facilities she saw one of the aircraft entering a hangar and another on the flight line ready to take off. Its engine began to wind up and the noise increase. She took her red earplugs out of a pocket and put them in her ears. This close to working aircraft--there were several on the field or coming in to land--the noise could damage one's ears.

She admired the fighter trainer taking off and the one entering the hangar to be park for the weekend. It was basically a smaller version of the old but still in-service F-16. It was based on South Korea's T-50 designed by partners Lockheed-Martin and a South Korean company and made in the US in Greenville, South Carolina. They had been only a few years in service because of several years of lawsuits by Boeing whose aircraft had been the main competitor to the T-50.

She walked closer to the fighter hangars and was halted by an airman. He was wearing an undershirt not his uniform shirt so she couldn't tell his rank but from his age he was likely a sergeant. He was standing smoking in the shadow of the nearest hangar.

"Hi, kid. Coming to admire our pretties?" His manner was casual but not his inspection of her rank tabs and the ID badge everyone in the active areas of the base was supposed to wear.

"That's right. I was let off early and have to wait till later so I can take my friends home when they get off."

"I don't blame you. They ARE pretty. But then I'm prejudiced. To me just about anything that flies is pretty."

"Even the 'Warthog'?" The name was the unofficial one give to the A-10 Thunder Bolt II. It was a very tough aircraft designed to fly "low and slow" and support ground troops. It had a blunt nose and straight wings and tail and so was ugly to many of the fighter pilots who were (to their minds at least) the elite of the Air Force.

He nodded, ground out his cigarette in a trash can tacked against the building, and motioned her to walk with him. In the quieter environs inside the buildings he and then she removed their ear plugs.

"Let's get some coffee or that sissie drink tea if you're so inclined and I'll give you a little tour."

She grinned at him. "I'll have sissie tea, thank you very much. I'm a girl and we are by definitions sissies, being female and so sis-ters."

In the snack bar instead of coffee the sergeant punched the buttons on a drinks dispenser for a Coke and she followed his example. When in Rome etc.

He lead her to a cluttered office

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