Flight Training for the Fighter Wings :: Creative Writing Short Stories Flying Essays

Flight Training for the Fighter WingsFirst Installment. The locomote landed at 0430 hours. Linkan, sitting in the rear of the shuttle looked bulge out the cockpit window to glance out at the huge complex. The system was imbibe out to Phares Star. Linkan could almost feel the power of the Emperors Hammer. As they had come in system from Setti, they had passed the SSSD Sovereign and her taskforce. He had been in the remunerate seat to see the huge ship. It was beautiful and emanated power from within her structure, the turbo optical maser batteries sticking out likes tiny pricks along her hull. As they cleared her bow, Linkan leaned advancing and saw Daedalus. The place hed be living for the contiguous trinity months. Well from what he heard, he knew this was the best place to go to learn to be a pilot. Linkan thought back to the last quatern months. It had been a long road since he had been accepted to the TIE Corps. roughly people thought that you came straight to the platf orm and hopped into a fighter. Boy, was that not the case. stern on Setti, Linkan had attended the local Imperial Fighter wings school and canonical training program. Nine weeks of hell later, Linkan had graduated from basic training and had moved onto the Search and Rescue school run together with with the Hammers Fist on Carida II. There he had been low the tutelage of a certain First Lieutenant Havz, a rattling forceful commander who had taught him and his class of pilots what to do in the case of jutting or having to crash land your fighter. It had been a very stressful three weeks as they tested to see if he could withstand the stress of such(prenominal) operations. The last mission had been a simulated crash. Him and his partner, Dru Stavenal of Aurora Prime, were dropped off by shuttle in the middle of Caridas forest. They were to survive together for a period of 96 hours in the wild, under difficult circumstances. Dru had broken his ankle on the second day, and Linkan h ad to care for him during the rest of the 72 hours until they could reach the pickup point. He had barely been able to carry the human the last five dollar bill klicks to the waiting shuttle. He had passed the test with flying colors the instructor had said, flat only if he would pass the