“AHH” screamed the enemy pilot. He had just seen us on the horizon in front of the orange sun. We could hear him because his mic was hacked. He was flying an f1 fighter jet. He clumsily flew the plane turning it left to right trying to shake us off.
” He’s dancing for us” exclaimed my co-pilot Krytonzz.
You see we work for a special organize called “BATH” that no one knows about except the people who work for them and you know about it too.