Liam Little had never flown this fast.
By now Liam had flown alongside some of the greatest machines in the history of the sky, but nothing like this. His father flew a jet with someone else in the back seat, watching, listening, calling out what he couldn't see alone. Liam decided the Boxwing needed the same thing. So did his sister Ellie, who had the walkie-talkie on and was already climbing in behind him before he'd finished asking.
Today, Liam and Ellie are going to Korea. Not the Korea on a map. The real one, 1950 to 1953, a stretch of freezing sky above a river called the Yalu, the fastest, most contested airspace anyone had ever fought over. Silver jets. Swept wings. Pilots faster than anything Liam has ever chased.
Ten to one.
That was the ratio. That was what skill, nerve, and a few thousand extra flight hours could do, even when the other side's airplane was every bit as fast.
Liam and Ellie are flying lead.