131 Time To Move Out: Part 10

Friday, 24th of April 2021. China Mainland. 2100 Hours. Task Force Omega. Clara, Lynn, and Patrick.

Patrick: "Vladivostok tower, requesting permission to enter Russian Air space, FL 5684."

ATC: "FL 5684, you're cleared to enter Russian air space. Change course to 0-2-0 for Sakkyryr Airport."

Patrick: "Acknowledge."

The Bombardier continued flying above the Russian airspace. Patrick was sitting on the cockpit with a glass of coffee on a cup holder right beside him. The girls were sleeping on the back since they would replace Patrick after he landed at Sakkyryr airport.

Patrick looked outside of the window of that jet. All he could see was the night sky with a few blips from the jet itself. He thought for a moment, he thought on when they would move after the heist since Patrick knew that it was the beginning of Nathan's plan in establishing a private military contractor.

Patrick also knew that they couldn't establish a private military company with only twenty people, they need a hundred or maybe more to make sure that it could work effectively. Not to mention that they also needed personnel besides combat personnel. They needed many teams like R\u0026D, Logistical, Medic, etc.

They also needed to buy vehicles so since all of the vehicles that the contractors had were simply not enough for establishing a private military contractor. Nathan also hadn't told where they would be staying after they moved outside of that country.

Patrick knew that Nathan should already have planned about their next move and he probably had prepared it. All the other contractors had to do was get in line with Nathan's plan and everything would be fine.

Saturday, 25th of April 2021. Russian Air Space. 0100 Hours. Task Force Omega. Clara, Lynn, and Patrick.

Patrick: "Sakkyryr tower, this is FL 5684, requesting permission to land."

ATC: "FL 5684, you are allowed to land on the runway."

Sakkyryr airport was an airport located in the suburban area of the Russian Federation. It was a small airport, but it was big enough to facilitate a small flight from the regional area. They also accepted refueling, that was the main reason why Patrick chose to land there.

It wasn't an abandoned airbase, he didn't have to worry about anything besides refueling and went back to the sky. Patrick looked at the asphalt runway that was covered in a very thin layer of ice.

He reduced his airspeed by pulling the throttle back and he made a landing on that airport. He pressed the brake of that plane hard to make sure that he stopped before he reached the end of the runway.

ATC: "FL 5684, you're cleared to park on parking lot 04."

Patrick searched for a parking spot that had the number 04 on it, but it was hard due to the fact that the surrounding area was very very dark.

Patrick parked the jet on that parking spot and the Ivans started attaching hoses to his jet. Patrick noticed that the fuel gauge was increasing slowly. Patrick remembered that he had to wake Lynn up since they had to switch place.

Patrick stood up from the pilot seat and walked to the back area of the jet where the bedroom was located. He opened the sliding door of that jet and noticed that Clara and Lynn were sleeping on that bed. Both of them were wearing pajamas that they brought in their suitcase.

As usual, their bionic limbs were placed on the side of the bed. Clara was legless while Lynn didn't wear her leg and her arm and her eyepatch were on top of a drawer in that room.

Patrick felt that he didn't have the heart to wake his girlfriend up. She was sleeping too soundly to be awakened and Patrick didn't want to wake her up either. Patrick just went back to the pilot seat after he closed that sliding door. He made another cup of coffee for himself signed he would be flying much longer than what he expected.

ATC: "FL 5684, refueling is complete."

Patrick: "Thank you tower. We'll resume the flight shortly."

ATC: "Take your time."

Patrick checked his flight instruments. He made sure that everything still worked properly before he continued his flight to Langley AFB in Maryland. There wasn't any system error, the plane should be ready for taking off soon.

Patrick: "Sakkyryr Tower, FL 5684 requesting V-H-F flights, direction 0-0-0, altitude 15,000 meters."

Tower: "FL 5684, you're cleared to take off on the runway."

Patrick pushed the throttle of the aircraft and the plane started moving out of that parking space. It didn't take as long as before since that airport wasn't populated at all.

Patrick pushed the throttle of the jet forward and it started gaining velocity. Patrick observed the speed of the plane.

"V-1."

"Rotate."

The plane took off from that airport and headed to the Arctic. They would enter the Canadian border region shortly after that taking off. Patrick looked at all of the instruments in the cockpit of that plane.

[650 MPH]

'It's going to take another five hours until I arrived at the Canadian border,' Patrick thought as he looked at the speedometer. Patrick just laid back on the seat of that aircraft.

[Stall Warning! Stall Warning! Stall Warning!]

Patrick looked at the airspeed and it was very low, he noticed that the throttle was almost on idle. 'Shit, why the heck does the throttle pulled back automatically?'

Patrick pushed the throttle forward again and it solved the issue, but not the throttle stick problem. It kept going back slowly, Patrick had to put his hand at the throttle all the time or the plane would enter another stall.

'Duh, I have to report to the maintenance in Langley about this issue,' Patrick thought since he needed to fly for another eight hours.