Democratic Union of Aviye Airspace, West Aviye
Cheng
Flying out of Escator was something Captain Cheng Hong never expected to do in his lifetime, but after almost two years of training and barely getting enough flight hours to feel satisfied, he was happy to be back in action.
His mission today was simple. Scout out over the dunes and push out any Izhvani challengers, who came in every morning and every evening.
Mostly what he was supposed to scout out were the oil fields. Spotting oil trucks trying to break across the border.
It was pretty much an open secret that Monarch Oil was stealing Aviye's mineral wealth as fast as it could, while the East Izhvani Solidarity Movement served as hired muscle with a paper-thin cause.
Cheng almost wished they would fire at him. Give him an excuse to test out the two cannons mounted at the nose of his stingray-shaped craft, flanking the cockpit.
