Flight Training for the Fighter Wings :: Creative Writing Short Stories Flying Essays

Flight Training for the Fighter WingsFirst Installment. The fowl landed at 0430 hours. Linkan, sitting in the rear of the shuttle looked pop the cockpit window to glance out at the huge complex. The system was clear out to Phares Star. Linkan could almost feel the power of the Emperors Hammer. As they had come in system from Setti, they had passed the SSSD Sovereign and her taskforce. He had been in the right seat to appear the huge ship. It was beautiful and emanated power from within her structure, the turbo laser batteries sticking out likes tiny pricks along her hull. As they cleared her bow, Linkan leaned forward and saw Daedalus. The place hed be living for the next three months. Well from what he heard, he knew this was the best place to go to learn to be a pilot. Linkan mind back to the last four months. It had been a long road since he had been accepted to the TIE Corps. Most people thought that you came straight to the platform and hopped into a fighter. Boy, was that n ot the case. Back on Setti, Linkan had attended the local Imperial Fighter wings school and basic training program. Nine weeks of hell later, Linkan had have from basic training and had moved onto the Search and Rescue school run jointly with the Hammers Fist on Carida II. There he had been infra the tutelage of a certain First Lieutenant Havz, a very forceful commander who had taught him and his class of pilots what to do in the case of ejection or having to crash land your fighter. It had been a very stressful three weeks as they tested to see if he could withstand the stress of such operations. The last relegation had been a simulated crash. Him and his partner, Dru Stavenal of Aurora Prime, were dropped off by shuttle in the middle of Caridas forest. They were to survive together for a period of 96 hours in the wild, under difficult circumstances. Dru had broken his ankle on the second day, and Linkan had to care for him during the rest of the 72 hours until they could reach the pickup point. He had barely been able to obligate the human the last five klicks to the waiting shuttle. He had passed the test with flying colors the instructor had said, now only if he would pass the