Evan calsped his hands, and gave his two companions a confident boyish grin, "We take the road north-east, and we pass the AAF heliport." He paused to wipe sweat from his brow, and the continued, "we hit Abdera earlier in the day - made a real racket. The AAF sent one Littlebird in retaliation, which is nothing compared to the swarms they usually assail us with. My guess is that the heliport is poorly manned right now, what with everything going on down south." Pulling his combat knife from its sheath, he used it as a makeshift mirror and inspected his face closely in the feint moonlight. "I can fly a chopper, just about. Might be worth hitting that pad - or at least checking it out. Could be that if it's as I say, and not many of those fuckers are around, we could wreck their shit and grab us a ride."
Realising the thousand holes that could easily appear in his simple plan, Evan grunted and offered a more reasonable route. "Perhaps I am too hasty to kill and maim," he joked, "We take the road north-east, turn left at the junction, keep a wide birth of the pad and head northwards. This country is littered with seldom walked paths, and the further we go from the south, the less patrols we will face. We best hurry though, I'm expecting company of the AAF kind to launch themselves up this road any time now. Had to relieve a checkpoint guard of his duties, if you catch my drift."
Realising the thousand holes that could easily appear in his simple plan, Evan grunted and offered a more reasonable route. "Perhaps I am too hasty to kill and maim," he joked, "We take the road north-east, turn left at the junction, keep a wide birth of the pad and head northwards. This country is littered with seldom walked paths, and the further we go from the south, the less patrols we will face. We best hurry though, I'm expecting company of the AAF kind to launch themselves up this road any time now. Had to relieve a checkpoint guard of his duties, if you catch my drift."
