Bab 99: Women in Marelirium

LAIS

Ah, one down, two more to go. Not the best of situations, but two fighter jets on our tail is better than three. Lt. Graves did a good job getting rid of lacky no. 1.

Now to take care of two other things…

I make my way out of the cockpit, trying my best to stay standing despite all the acrobatic moves our air borne vehicle is pulling off. We're doing sky cha cha, just so you guys know. 

"Alright, fess up. What are you peeps hiding from us?" I ask as soon as I see the researchers again.

"What?" everyone from my team asks.

"Oh, and Len, how's that permission coming up?" I further ask.

"Alpha seems busy. Yet to receive a response," she replies.

"Well, you girls best prepare the good old .50's. we'll be needing them," I say.

"We can't use the Python's guns?" Maraya inquires, his voice nearly lost to the sound of guns outside.