The changes within the so-called squadron was so quick that by the time Farid and his squadronmates were briefed for the mission, he failed to remember that he was now Five instead of Eleven. Only after he noticed that Eleven was never mentioned that he finally remembered he was Five, and tried to recall his role in this mission. [i]What was Five's role...?[/i] he tried to answer the questions himself to avoid embarrassment. [i]That recon, yeah,[/i] he said to himself with a bit of a smile before realizing that mounting recon pods would mean less self-defense weapons carried, and hence he must put more trust to his squadronmates.

Farid equipped his pilot gear and then spent some time with his tablet to give himself additional ideas for the mission. This time, he did not forget to teach himself on taking off from carriers, albeit only theoretically from reading some texts. He took his time to prepare himself and therefore he was the last to get inside the cockpit and take off. The takeoff itself was a near-failure as he almost failed to climb quick enough due to the acceleration from the electromagnetic catapult taking him by surprise. "Five is in the air, at last. Sorry for making you worried," he said over the squadron frequency, and moved into formation.

Knowing that Matt was the other pilot who was also assigned recon duty, Farid talked to him on the radio. "Four, this is Five. Before we initiate radio silence," Farid said, "Do you have any ideas on how are we both gonna split the job?"