"Would you relax, I'm right here." I said as I flipped over his Flanker as a F-20 Tigershark and a F-14A Tomcat joined them, "By the way, your second missile almost hit me."<br/><br/>Both of the new craft flanked them, though the F-14 had hung back enough to lock on to Gunner. I had to fight myself not to engage the Tomcat as they led us to the Mercenary base. I landed first, followed by the Tigershark. Taxiing to a place outside a hanger stall and shutting my Shinden II down, I let out a sigh to calm my nerves. Talk about a first day in paradise, I'd downed a Mig, Bomber, and a Berkut all in the same day. Not a bad haul if I was honest.<br/><br/>I climbed out of my fighter and pulled off my helmet. Long black hair fell to my shoulders as I leaned against the ladder. My eyes watched Gunner's Flanker as it circled above. Part of me couldn't believe I let him live. The other part was glad I did as I felt he would be a valuable wingman as time went on. He did save my life up there, that was enough for me to believe in him.<br/><br/>"The two of you really saved us the trouble of getting those Berkuts ourselves." The pilot of the Tigershark said to me as he came over, "Can't tell you how many guy we lost to those planes."<br/><br/>I nodded as I stroked the side of my plane. I had the feeling I'd do just fine in it. Needed to invest in an attacker craft though, maybe a Tornado GR.1. A F-14B Bombcat didn't sound bad either. Regardless I needed a special flight crew for this one. That would be expensive out here.<br/><br/>I stood behind my jet as a means of marking where Gunner would park his jet.