Sarmanian, 13:42
Olga 3 raced across the desert sky, the distant chop of her propeller blades echoing across the sand several hundred meters below. The Mi-24 was roughly three minutes out of Sarmanian, and the city's dozens of skyscrapers peered out over the hilly...
23 Miles from Sarmanian, Circa 198X
His name was Valery Antonov, and for the eleventh time that month, he had realized his greatest dreams. The fox strode out of the unit barracks, scarf wrapped closely around his neck with his helmet at his side, and hopped down the grainy stairs and...
Sarmanian, 4 Minutes after Impact
Valery teetered on the edge of consciousness. His pain-filled body and mind were begging him to give up and rest, and his limbs lay sprawled out over the instrument panel. The delicate flesh of his muzzle and exposed tongue pushed into cracked cockpit...