Race Before......

"You won't beat me, Wilson," Garth said as Garth did a handbrake turn on the ramp to B17.

"I will," I said as I overtook him in my bike.

The racing was tight since Garth's BMW had a higher top speed than my bike, but my bike was more agile than his car in the space of the base, which located underground with many ramps.

I revved up the bike to its max throttle then the bike move overtook the car in that road. Garth was very good at driving his car since he drove a lot back in the training simulation. He drove the car like an imbecile.

"Garth, could you drive the car more slowly?" Alexa protested at him.

"Nah, Wilson is a heavy drinker in terms of a non-alcoholic beverage. I don't want to pay for his drink since he could drink more than 10 bottles of root beer," Garth said as he did another handbrake turn around a corner of an APC parking lot.

"Haha, I will drink more than that," I said as I jumped doing a shortcut using a nearby small road between two buildings.

Our race became more violent to the point that Garth nearly hit a Challenger MBT from the front with a speed of 150km/h. My bike almost hit a cargo package that was being entered into the An-225. After 3 minutes, we finally arrived at the B18, which contained the entrance to a 100 km long highway.

"Here is my place of advantage Wilson," Garth said as his car moved faster than my bike.

"Well, I won't give up yet," I said as I overtook him in my bike.

We were in that 100 km long tunnel for a short amount of time since we were moving faster than 200km/h. Garth was in speed of like 300km/h, and I was at a speed of 278km/h, which was not to my advantage.

Garth suddenly slowed his car down while showing Alexa, who was drinking a glass of champagne from her hands. He commented too, "Could you do this on your bike?"

"Nope, but can you do this?" I said as I pulled a wheelie on my bike.

"Haha, see you at the base Wilson," Garth said after we've been moving for 30 km.

Suddenly, a fast-moving object appeared from the end of the tunnel. It was black and had a white tip on the edge of it. It was moving very fast in our direction with a blast of wind behind it. It was a jet, a Su-57, and an F-22 behind it.

Suddenly, my comm kit rang, and the communication between both of the pilots can be heard from me.

Calamity: "You won't beat me."

Tempest: "You can try that, Freki."

Calamity: "If you can beat me in your jets, I will give you a glass of wine."

Then the jets flew passed us at a speed which definitely faster than ours. Garth and I were surprised by the sudden appearance of two fighter jets on a tunnel. The jets were leaving a roar of afterburner afterward, which would deafen our ears if we didn't wear any ear protection.

"Holy shit, who the hell flying a jet on this tunnel?" I saw at the F-22 that was flying behind me to the base.

"Well, I don't know who Tempest is, but Calamity must be Cecile since the codename is Freki, and mine is Geri," Garth said as he kept pressing on the pedals hard.

Another jet appeared in front of us and this one faster than before and also bigger than the jets before. I heard the comm between those jets, and I listened to it again.

Mosquito: "Both of you must not flying in this tunnel."

"Yeah, that's definitely LTC Sobri in his X-02S Strike Wyvern," I said as I finally saw the end of the tunnel.

A glimpse of light appeared in front of us, thus revealing the AFB and the planes that were following us from behind. The aircraft that caught us by surprise on the tunnel appeared again and climbed to the altitude in the order of F-22, X-02S, and Su-57. I saw a glimpse of an ear modified helmet on the Su-57 and concluded that the jet was piloted by Cecile.

Wilson: "Calamity, Cecile? What are you doing?"

Cecile: "Doing aerobatics."

Maria: "Wilson, Hi, I've never thought you will ride that bike, Wilson."

Sobri: "Could both of you grew up a bit?"

Wilson: "Colonel, I know that you just turned 19 yesterday."

Sobri: "Does it matter?"

Suddenly his jet did a violent dive to our direction, then pulled up as fast as possible then do a kulbit maneuver in low altitude after it dropped a surprise for us, which was a gas canister full of white smoke.

"What the hell?" I revved up the bike then escape from the smoke, followed by Garth's BMW.

Our vehicle ran away from the bombardment of smoke from those three jets, and I revved my bike as fast as I could to the nearest hangar. Garth didn't follow me since he headed back to the cafeteria.

I escaped them all and headed to the changing room to change to my G-suit while wearing the flight helmet. Luckily, the jet that was parked there was the CFA-44, aka my favorite aircraft. I got into it and started the engine at full afterburner then took off ASAP.

"Hi Guys," I said in my CFA-44.

"General, what are you going to do with that?" Sobri asked me.

"All of you better land now or this thing on my jet will speak," I said as my armed ADMM weapon bay opened, exposing all of the micro missiles.

"Ok, Ok," Sobri landed his jet on runway 3.

The rest followed Sobri to land afterward.