Missing Man Formation

[Haphestus]

Clark looked around his Grizzly's cockpit, checking that all the systems where functioning. He chinned the radio toggle in his flight helmet and dialed in the Norfolk Flight Control radio frequency.
"Clark to Norfolk Flight Control, Marine Search and Rescue Grizzlies have been launched and accounted for, request permission for green light on search and rescue mission in the Badlands"
"Norfolk Flight Control here, you have a green light on S-A-R operation. Bring our people home Commander, god speed sir."
Clark chinned the radio toggle again to disconnect the channel.
God i hate being "sir"ed Clark thought to himself.
He turned around to look at the two other marines with him in the Grizzly. Technical Specialist Ohms and Private First Class "Mando" Mandiblson. What Clark would classify as 'Good Marines'
Accompanying Clark and the marines in his grizzly where two other Grizzlies similar to Clark's, As well as a "Bison" class Marine Heavy Transport dubbed the "Arleigh Burke". Presently commanded by Clark's long time friend and X.O, Lieutenant Josephine "Josie" Alibrandi. The "Burke" as it was commonly referred to by naval officers and marines, would be acting as medical support in case it would be needed. Clark chinned the radio toggle once again and dialed in the radio frequency for the two Grizzlies and Bison.
"Clark to S-A-R flight, we have a green light, Grizzlies form up on my and then spread out into a 10k across loose formation. Josie keep the Burke outside the field. We don't need the Burke getting stuck in the rocks."
"Roger that, engaging cruise drive to per-determined location."
"Grizzlies, You know what we are dealing with, Navy scrags dun' got themselves blown up in the Badlands. Its our jobs to pull their scraggly squid asses out of the fire......again. MOVE OUT!"
Clark reached over to the throttle and engaged the cruise drive to full throttle.

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