Heâd do the same if the aircraft flew as if it would crash into him. But the pilot gave him a half-mile buffer, flying below and off his right wing, close enough to win some sort of bragging rights back home but not quite enough to justify an aggressive reaction.
Dog saw Mack adjusting course to make a pass at the MiG just as it cleared from the Megafortress. Mack cut things considerably closer than the MiG driver did, not only twisting the Flighthawk to within a hundred feet of the Yemen plane, but shooting flares as he did. His timing was a little off, but the other pilot, either confused or panicked, jerked hard to the north and dove a few seconds after the encounter.
Part of Dog thought the Yemen idiot had gotten what he deserved: most likely, a pair of speed pants that needed some serious laundering.
Another part of him was angry as hell at Mack for acting like a two-year-old.
â Hawk Two , get your nose back into formation.â
âOh, roger that, Colonel,â said Mack, just about chortling. âDid you see him?â
Luckily for Mack, the commo panel buzzed with an incoming transmission from the Abner Read on the encrypted Dreamland communications channel. As soon as Dog keyed in the communication, the face of Lt. Commander Jack âEyesâ Eisenberg appeared on the screen.
âBastian, we have a possible submarine approximately two hundred miles south of us. It just launched an attack on an Indian destroyer. Weâd like you to help locate it with your Piranha unit.â
âWeâre not carrying Piranha,â Dog told him. The undersea robot had not been ready when they took off, and it hadnât made sense to delay the patrolâfacts that Dog had already explained. âPiranha will be aboard the next plane out. We have sonar buoysâwe can drop those.â
âAffirmative, good. Also, Werewolf has been following an aircraft just north of there. Airplane appears to be civilian but hasnât answered any hails. May be a smuggler. Weâd like to find out what itâs up to. Send one of your Flighthawks to pursue the aircraft.â
âBit of a problem there, Abner Read ,â responded Dog, doing his best to ignore the sailorâs haughty tone. âThe Flighthawk has to stay within twenty miles of us. We canât be in both places at the same time.â
âI donât understand. How come the Werewolf can be so far from us?â
âThe control and communications systems are different,â said Dog. âBasically, the Flighthawks are considerably more difficult to fly and require a greater bandwidth than the Werewolf.â
They also represented an older generation of technologyâmuch had changed in the three years since they began flying.
âAll right. Stand by.â The line snapped clear.
âDish, how close do we have to get to detect a periscope?â Dog asked the radar operator.
âGoing to depend on too many factors to give you a guarantee,â Captain Peter Mallack answered. âSpecs say we should be able to nail him at fifteen miles, though. Of course, if heâs on the surfaceââ
âWhat if he isnât using his periscope?â
âWe wonât find him without sonar buoys, or until Piranhaâs operating.â
âThanks.â
âBastian, whatâs your problem?â snarled Storm, appearing in the communications panel.
âPhysics. I canât be in two places at one time,â said Dog. âI can look for the sub or inspect your unknown aircraft, but not both.â
âThatâs ridiculousâsend one of your aircraft after this flight, and then get your butt down south and find this submarine. Drop your buoys. Jee-zus, Bastian. Since when do I have to tell you your job?â
Same old Storm, thought Dog, looking at the captainâs red face.
âThe Flighthawks were designed to stay close to the Megafortress,â said Dog, keeping his
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