When hearing that they were going to take the scenic route, Reggie knew he couldn't go against majority votes but, he can still bitch about it "Aight....Aight that's cool...errbody wanna take the 'safe' route...but news flash bitches, there ain't no such thing as motha fuckin safe! you better hope we don't get into some shit because of this decision." he said.

As soon as he gave his opinion and started sipping his coffee, the alarms went off about enemy approach. The look on Reggie's face was priceless when he spit out his coffee "OOOOH SWEET BLACK JESUS!!! I knew this shit was gonna happen! I knew....this shit was gonna happen!!" Reggie jumped up and ran very quickly towards the hangar to get to his plane.

On the way he was still talking shit: "Boy I tell ya, I knew some bad luck shit was gonna happen. Errtime it's just one brotha with a bunch of white people, white people always choose the most fucked option that will get the black man killed first...happens in scary movies, happens in action movies, happens in gangsta movies....now...I'm next....maaaan damn! They gonna learn when to listen to our scary black asses"

Finishing his rants, He mad it to the hangar and to his plane and stopped for a moment to admire the shininess of it from the cleaning it went through. "Whooooo boy! yeah you do look sexy!" needing to get the show on the road, he opened the canopy and jumped in letting the top down. "Boy, slick...you gonna be shinin' so hard, the enemy gotta put on a welder's mask to look at ya!" 

Starting up his engine, Reggie checked his gauges and turned on his radio, flipping through the channels until reaching the right frequency of the chattering that was going on. Flipping a few switches and operating some of his controls, Reggie started heading on the tarmac towards the runway, picking up speed enough to get his wheels off the ground. 

Reggie got on the intercom, hoping someone would hear him "Sweet and Spicy Jenkins is in the air, heading to the playground!" Flying for a little to catch up. Reggie, at a distance, could see firing as one of the enemies were destroyed and saw two more enemies trailing on Kerry's tail. Watching the move Kerry was making near the bomber and the other two fighters to try and use tag team maneuver to get the other fighter's attention away from the bomber so to help Roland.

Reggie spoke "Aaaaaaah....I see ya boy! yo bruh...with the needle dick jet (Kerry). I see you got two on yo ass! Boy you betta grease up, hold on, put yo face in da pillow and take that 13 inches in yo ass like a G! hahahaha but don't worry bruh, I'm comin for these bitches. I'll get 'em off ya. Reggie headed over, flying at the enemies 9 o' clock, head on towards them. Firing a few shots of his machine guns at little Raven #5 to try and hit it but if not successful, it would be counted as a warning shot. Reggie looked on "Motha fuckin polly.....I'll get you a cracka alright!" As Reggie made a button hook right to try and get the enemy's attention away from Kerry.