Miyoshi had had plenty of practice in the art of mid-air refueling in both Japan and Libya, so her turn after the Ghost of the Straits had filled up went uneventfully. As the coastline got ever closer, she flew on in silence on Ariella's wing. She had pondered her reassignment as number two for a while. It wasn't that she was questioning the decision; she was only going through the gravity of her responsibility as the lead's wingman...and of course, the responsibility of the squadron as a whole.

It seemed that they would soon be put to the test as the Colonel got on the airwaves. Listening, Miyoshi got a one-two punch of boosted confidence with the promise of exit support, and anxiety at the possibility of the enemy being aware of Excalibur's presence. In all, she ended up about where she started emotionally after the radio transmission - wary, but fully eager to carry out the objectives right in the face of the enemy.

Ariella soon dropped even closer to the deck, and Miyoshi followed suit, remaining diligently at her post. When the Colonel called out [i]Mark![/i] and snap rolled, Miyoshi snap rolled with her. The two of them were on top cover duty, so it only made sense to stick with the flight lead until otherwise instructed. After all, no threats to their top cover were visible yet to Miyoshi. [i]Get it,[/i] she quietly remarked off the radio to the recon planes in the squadron.