Verified Contact

“You’re positive?” Lt. Fokker radioed.

“Verified contact!” came the reply. “They’re—”

Fokker yanked the controls of his UH-1 chopper. He yelled barely evading a rush of wings, claws, and flame. “Aw, nuts! I hate the smell of dragon-fire in the morning!”

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