The control room doors swung open a little two enthusiastically and a small cloud of snow blew into ops, causing Boss to exclaim
“Any of that goes in my coffee and you are all dead”
In the middle of this mini blizzard stood Skit, Ruby and Hazel – all brushing snow off off their flight suits.
“Is it still snowing?” Enquired Boss, and all three rabbits tried to respond before the others.
“Snowball fight! I am WIN!” said skit
“She started it honest!” said Hazel pointing at Ruby
“You so did not win you bastard!” said Ruby slapping at Skit.
“QUIET!”
The three pilots noticed that everyone was in little groups around the various radar monitors, and as one they all looked up at the main display on the wall.
Lots of red dots where coming over the border, each of the three groups of eighteen accompanied by readouts for height and speed.
“Oh shit, those bastards never know when it’s over do they.” Ruby breathed.
“No, because that is up to us to decide.” Said boss.
Boss turned and scooped up his flight helmet and gloves pausing only to hit the scramble alarm.
“They’re heeeere! Lets go!”
