[b][i]Mykhailo Martinez[/i][/b]

Mykhailo answered Yuna, "It was... boring. Like, still genuinely dangerous, but the AA and SAM folk cannot aim to hit the broad side of a barn."

Then he smiled and said, "So, you had a good time, at the very least?"

[i]Don't add that you want to bring down two more planes to get Ace-hood. That makes you look like a glory hound. But still, you want to prove your skills, don't you?[/i] The Pilot said to himself. 

Then Scott told them the next phase, a direct raid on Libya - The Enemy - and its Air Force. 

Mykhailo had to ask, though, "Are there any civilians using the International Airports? I do not want to accidentally attack civilian transports for obvious reasons, and I don't think any of us want to either."

After that, Mykhailo lifted his head up, letting his blue eyes glint with reflected light that also briefly lit up his platinum blond hair, before saying, "The enemy aircraft, however... They're as good as brought down; hopefully their pilots have parachutes."

[i]Tch. That was gauche.[/i]

"I mean," Mykhailo clarified, "I hope that I spare as many lives as possible while proving effective..."

The young man wanted to be an ace. This was his opportunity. If he cleared his mind and focused on defeating the enemy, got his head out of the metaphorical clouds and into the real ones, if he can summon the skill he had shown in earlier missions... Then he can win.

He can avenge Sokolov.

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