Captain Douglas swerved Raptor One to the side as Erik once again came into radio range. They were both flying over the Jungle and performing scouting runs for the Reclamation War. Taking pictures of the terrain with high-resolution cameras and dropping beacons that would map out the terrain. It wasn't glorious work, there was little heroic in it and no action, but it was needed work. Better to waste some time on finding them rather than to waste lives or vehicles which would be swallowed up. "How are you doing?" Erik asked over the speaker.
"Same old, same old." Douglas replied. "Returning, out of pods. You?"
