The moment Sunshine and her team reached the aircraft, the heavy air of the battlefield finally began to lift. She leaned against the soft leather of the chair, her lungs burning, and tapped her comms.
"Neems? do you copy?" she croaked.
"Copy boss. I am, on my way to your aircraft." Nimo's voice crackled through, sounding suspiciously cheerful. "And Suni? I'm coming back with a gift. You're gonna love it. Or hate it. Honestly, it's a toss-up."
Unlike their grand, thunderous arrival that had practically screamed 'Here we are, come kill us', the return journey was eerily silent. The vehicles hummed in invisible mode, gliding through the scorched landscape like ghosts.
Once they were safely back on the aircraft's, the ramps hissed open. On the battle aircraft, Sunshine was already waiting in the storage area for cars to board. The moment they did, the doors were sealed.
