Its the year 1998, you and your father sneak on an old abandond bace. The base was blown away from a boming run in Moscow. The Russians made the Cold War a hot war and with America’s lates and greatest jets they bombed many Russian cities. This bace is your dads old one and he flew a MIG-25 FoxBat. As you walk around he calls you to an old rusted hangar. At the back door of the hangar you and your father watch a grizzly bear rip apart an engin of MIG-25 to get a badgerr that was burowed in it. Your father points at it and says, “Thats my gal, i flew over 200 mission with her and shot down over 50 planes. I was part of an eliet group. Looks like my gal was damaged from the air strike. I remmember running to her but a T-90 got in my way and the troop transport picked me up and took us off bace.” You simply pat him on the shoulder and tell him its time to go. (I hope yall enjoy to days post! This is just for decoration)