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CAPTAIN ELKS HELD UP FIVE fingers to his wingman. They were five minutes out from Zhangjiakou. It had been smooth sailing all the way in, but getting in was the easy part. They were about to announce their presence with a huge bang. It would take the defense a little while to figure out what was happening. But they would remain in Chinese airspace for an hour after dropping their payload. An hour was a long time for the enemy to search them out. If things got really hairy they would trade stealth for speed and accelerate to their Mach 1.6 max speed reducing the hour to 40 minutes. But once they were over Mach 1, everyone would hear them breaking the sound barrier, know they were there and be able to track their afterburners.
His wingman dropped back out of view as the squadron lined
