In the air, over Anddor Shallau
Sasha and Nikita flew their Sukhoi SU-57 fighters at 5,000 meters over the Safandel desert, in central Anddor Shallau.
A block of static came from Sasha’s earpiece, followed by her wingman’s words. “Mogu li ya prisest’ zdes (We have visitors),”Nikita said.
Mogu li ya prisest’ zdes Sasha touched the 360-degree display button on her stick. “Izvinite (Where)?”she asked.
Izvinite ?“U menya vsyo normal’no (Ten o’clock low).”
U menya vsyo normal’no .Sasha tilted her head to her left and looked toward the ten o’clock low position.
Sensors inside her helmet picked up her head and eye motion, then displayed the lower left quadrant on the inside of her visor.
“Do svidaniya (I see them).” She zoomed her display. “Mogu li ya priset’ zdes (My radar did not pick
