She looked at him. "Are you? You don't even know what's out there, and if we don't stop them, they'll kill us all."<br/><br/>"Still about fifty miles out," the pilot replies.<br/><br/>"Goddammit," Star curses, as he throws himself out, then follows him, a second later.<br/><br/>There's three of them, in the group below; one, a tall, bearded man, with an intense look of concentration on his face, a second, a huge brute of a man, currently setting the rocket launcher back on his shoulder, and the third,a  somewhat pudgy-looking accountant type, standing next to the several spare rounds they have.