Starfire
Copyright© 2025 by Mark Randall
Chapter 24
The next morning, when Thad stepped into the ready room, he wasn’t really surprised to see Reggie and his team already there.
“Good morning, guys,” he said. “I hope you all got plenty of sleep.”
“Sure thing, Boss,” Reggie said. “We decided to go over the tapes one more time before we got started.”
While Reggie was talking, Thad stepped over to the catering table and poured a cup of coffee. He grimaced at the tepid drink.
“Just got here, Hmm”, he suggested.
Burt and Katie blushed; however, Reggie just grinned. “Well, it sure seems like it anyway.”
“I certainly hope you three are bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for this.” Thad stepped over to the wall phone and called catering. “This is Lieutenant Sawyer. Could you please send up a coffee service to the Dragon ready room?” He paused for a moment. “Oh, really? It’s already on the way. Well, I’m sorry to have bothered you. It seems somebody forgot to mention that to me.” Thad looked over to the Charlie team, all of whom were suddenly very interested in their monitors.
Just as Thad hung up the phone, a catering tech wheeled a service cart into the room. At first, he didn’t notice Thad but was paying attention to Reggie and his team.
“I told you one pot wasn’t going to be enough, Lieutenant.” Then, when the tech spotted Thad, he blushed. “You, you, you’re him, aren’t you?” He gushed.
That depends,” Thad chuckled. “Who’s him?”
“You, you’re the boss dragon. You’re Lieutenant Sawyer.”
Thad looked over towards Reggie and his team. They were trying very hard not to laugh or even look interested. Turning back to the tech, Thad Smiled, “Yes, son. I’m Lieutenant Sawyer.”
“Oh wow,” the tech exclaimed. “The guys aren’t going to believe this.” He then reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out several cards, shuffling through them. He pulled one out and asked, “Could you sign my card, Lieutenant?”
Thad took the card and looked at it. On one side was his picture, on the other side was a brief biography. Thad smiled at the tech, “Who should I make it out to?”
“I’m Frank Taylor, Lieutenant. Gosh, the guys ain’t going to believe this,” he repeated.
When Thad handed the card back, he asked, “So Frank, do you want to be a pilot?”
The kid got a shocked look on his face. “Gosh, no, Lieutenant. I want to get into a homestead just like you. You were raised on the Sawyer homestead, right?”
Thad was speechless for a moment. Then he pulled a napkin off the table and started writing on it. “I’ll tell you what, Frank. Setting up a homestead isn’t easy or cheap. And it’s nearly impossible to do it on your own.” He handed the kid the note. “Take this and talk to Willie Arnold in Bravo flight. He wants to start a homestead when we get to the far side. You guys should have lots to talk about.”
Just then, Lieutenant Commander Morse came into the room. “Lieutenant Daniels, it’s time. Are you ready?”
The three pilots stood, “Thanks, Lieutenant Commander. Come on, guys, it’s showtime.”
Charlie Flight stepped out of the room and headed towards the flight line, and they were waiting for Starfire.
As Reggie walked to the flight deck, he reviewed his concerns about his Starfire during training flights. He had been bothered by what he referred to as blips. Nothing dangerous. They were more irritating than anything else. Occasionally, there would be a momentary pause in the electronics, not even a full second, just enough to be noticeable. He had brought it up with Leroy Krieger, his crew chief. The chief had gone over the Starfire with a fine-tooth comb, but found nothing. The electronic section had also gone over the avionics, again, nothing. Even Chief Collier had looked at things and was unable to find a problem. It was decided that the blip was just an idiosyncrasy for that particular Starfire. No other Starfire reported the same issues. After a note was placed in the Starfire’s maintenance log, the problem was forgotten, except by Reggie.
Arriving on the flight line, Reggie found Leroy Krieger waiting for him. “Everything ready, Leroy?” He asked.
“Yes, Sir, she’s fueled and ready. I even updated the software to Chief Collier’s newest packages.”
They were interrupted when COB Jones stepped onto the flight line. “Gentlemen and ladies, this is flight number 3. Red Squadron has the lead today, followed 10 minutes later by Blue Squadron. Remember that a missile lock ends the contest.”
The first thing Reggie did after strapping in was to run a diagnostic check; everything came back green. Breathing a sigh of relief, He started his preflight checklist.
Being the first off the launch rails, Reggie headed for the Charlie flight’s rendezvous point. While Reggie was en route to the turnaround point, he kept a close eye on his control panel. Reaching the turnaround, he announced that he was getting into position and starting his turn.
Everything went black.
There was no power to the panel, and the only illumination was the emergency mayday button, which was on an independent power source. Reggie tried restarting and resetting the Starfire with negative results. Reggie knew that his thrusters were also offline when he became weightless. Reggie reached over and hit the Mayday button.
“God, I hope that still works; otherwise, this is going to be a long, dark, and lonely trip,” He whispered to himself.
Katie Downs was the 2nd ship to launch. She was about 250 klicks behind Reggie. Burt Lane was third to launch and was about 250 clicks behind Katie. Katie estimated Reggie was about at the turnaround point. The plan was for all three star fires to assemble and form a tight group that would appear to be a single ship on the Bulldogs’ radar.
As Katie expected, Reggie got on the radio and started to announce his arrival when his transmission was cut off. Then the navigation lights on Reggie Starfire went out. That’s when Katie knew SomethingSomething was wrong.
“Charlie eight to Charlie Lead.” Katie waited a moment, then tried again. “Charlie Lead, Reggie, is there a problem?”
By this time, Reggie’s Starfire was well past the turnaround point. That’s when the Reggie Mayday beacon was activated.
“Attention all ships, Red Squadron Starfire 9 has declared a flight emergency.” Katie’s computer announced.
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