As the Recruits eyes adjusted to the light, a small tractor rolled into view and hooked onto the Pallet inside the Shuttle, pulling it out. On the tractor was a uniformed man wearing a Blue campaign hat and carrying a Megaphone. "YOU HEARD THE WOMAN! YOU HAVE 20 SECONDS TO GET YOUR ASS THE FUCK OFF OF MY RUNWAY!" He shouted over the sound of sonic booms, fire hoses, and Jet engines. The Tractor hauled the Pallet and followed the Recruits to the Tarmac like a dog hearing sheep.<br/><br/>Eventually they would come to an empty tarmac with footprints painted on it "FORM UP ON THE FOOTPRI..." The simple order was cut off in mid sentence by the noise of the Shuttle's engines roaring back to life and propelling it into the air. Inside the shuttle the noise had been negated by soundproofing, but outside it managed to drown out all other noises. And the heat from the engines could be felt on the back of the recruit's necks. When the noise died down, The Instructor's voice took it's place once more "...OLY FUCK WE GOT OURSELVES A RUBBERNECK HERE!" The Drill sergeant was shouting directly at Kaija. "IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOUR NECK RECRUIT?"