"That's not our aircraft..." The voice of the on-duty dispatcher carried a hint of tension as his gaze remained fixed on the blinking dot on the radar screen.
"No identification signal, sir," he added, his tone tinged with a bit of doubt.
The commander set down his water cup and walked over to the dispatcher's side, his gaze also focused on the blinking dot.
"How long has it been since we've seen enemy aircraft?" he murmured, as if recalling something.
"Yeah, ever since we started our duty here, we haven't seen an Allied Forces fighter jet daring enough," the dispatcher responded, quickly operating on the console to try and obtain more information about this unidentified flying object.
"Why is there only one aircraft?" the commander pointed at the blinking dot on the screen, asking in confusion, "Where's the wingman? Typically, they fly in formation, and it's rare for there to be solo flights."
