Miku felt her hand shaking a little on the stick between her legs. Here she was, barely out of the Fleet Replacement Squadron, and here she was in some exhibition flight.

She was clearly nervous.

And what happened next didn’t do much to settle those nerves. Quite the opposite in fact.

[i]”A-Team, that's not B-Team! Unlocking missiles, you have permission to engage the bogies!”[/i]

Taking her hand off the throttle, she engaged her MASTER ARM, before clamping it as hard as she could around the thrust lever to stop it shaking so badly.

“A-Angel Witch… E-engaging…” She stammered into her microphone.

And then the missile warning kicked in as the first R-73 came screaming towards her, forcing her to drag the stick back and to the left, pulling her Corsair up into a long climbing turn.