Rayvenous
Rayvenous
The woman was on a secretive mission, one only given to the best men and women of the military. She, however, was not a Navy SEAL, rather she was the best pilot. She flew a multitude of air crafts, but by far her favorite was the B-2 Spirit. It's sleek design and stealth capacity made most missions easy.
But this mission wasn't going to be. The mission was to bomb the the hell out of a North Korean base. It had just become news that Kim Jun Oon, son of the deceased Kim Jun Un, had broken the rather thin treaty made thirty-two years ago. What did he break in the treaty? Only the most worrisome of the rules: Nuclear testing. Now what did they bomb? A US/UN base.
And now she, and her squadron of fighter jets, had to get in and destroy the government building.
But this mission wasn't going to be. The mission was to bomb the the hell out of a North Korean base. It had just become news that Kim Jun Oon, son of the deceased Kim Jun Un, had broken the rather thin treaty made thirty-two years ago. What did he break in the treaty? Only the most worrisome of the rules: Nuclear testing. Now what did they bomb? A US/UN base.
And now she, and her squadron of fighter jets, had to get in and destroy the government building.
