Natasha smiled a little at her wingman recounting shooting down the 27. Angie was always eager, even in exhaustion. "Bagged a Phantom and two Bears. A shame they were only drones. Hopefully we'll have more to shoot at next time, huh?" She said lightheartedly - there had been no shortage of things to shoot at that last mission. "Hopefully they'll put us in some better planes soon." Although her Flogger had served her well, Natasha wanted a better chance against the newer generation fighters they'd undoubtedly be facing. Worrying about that could be saved for later, though.