Previously: While flying Digger to China, Cole announced that they had company. And now…
â€œHow do you know?â€ Digger asked, following.
â€œYou think I would be able to control metal at a distance without being able to sense it?â€ Cole opened the cockpit door. â€œEspecially over the ocean like this. No metal for miles, and then suddenly, boom, something headed right for us.â€
Digger climbed into the copilot seat as Metalord climbed into the pilotâ€™s chair. â€œA missile?â€
â€œInterceptor, more likely,â€ Cole said. â€œThey want to know whatâ€™s coming into their yard before they decide to shoot it down or not.â€
Digger smelled Amandaâ€™s hair a moment before she pressed up against the back of his chair. â€œThere it is,â€ she said and pointed.
Digger looked and sure enough, there was a plane coming toward them. It flashed past on the right, a blur that Digger assumed was a Chinese fighter. â€œWhat should we do?â€
â€œRelax,â€ Cole said, his eyes distant. â€œHeâ€™s coming around to get a better look.â€
The plane matched speed with them on the left not long after. It was gray and stealth-contoured, with a red star prominently displayed on the tail. â€œWhat now?â€ Digger asked.
[blockquote type=”blockquote_quotes” align=”right”]The fighter pulled its nose up slightly and dropped back, out of sight. â€œWhich means his next move will be to get behind us and lock missiles on target.â€[/blockquote]â€œWell, now is the tricky part,â€ Cole said. â€œSee, right now, heâ€™s probably radioing us to identify ourselves or else leave Chinese airspace. Problem is, levitating the plane magnetically like this completely screws up the radio. So I canâ€™t talk to him even if I had an answer he would like.â€
The fighter pulled its nose up slightly and dropped back, out of sight. â€œWhich means his next move will be to get behind us and lock missiles on target.â€
â€œHeâ€™s going to shoot us down?â€ Tiffany asked.
â€œNo, of course not,â€ Cole said. â€œI just have to explain to him what heâ€™s dealing with, thatâ€™s all.â€
â€œAnd how are you going to do that without a radio?â€ Digger asked.
Cole smiled. Digger felt the plane bank, although that wasnâ€™t exactly right. It was rotating while still traveling in the same direction. Moments later, they were looking at the fighter jet straight ahead of them as their plane flew in reverse. â€œNow does he panic or…?â€
Coleâ€™s question was cut off by a gush of smoke from each wing as missiles launched toward them. Cole lifted his hands and the missiles held position just shy of the plane, their engines still geysering smoke. Cole twirled his fingers, and the missiles rotated in mid-air to aim back at the fighter, which veered off quickly. Cole released the missiles and they shot away from the plane, veering like drunks trying to walk a straight line with no targets to lock on.
As Cole rotated the plane back to face forward again, Digger asked, â€œDo you think that was really helpful?â€
â€œWhy not?â€ Cole asked. â€œI protected us from harm while demonstrating no harmful intent.â€
â€œNo harmful intent?â€ Amanda asked. â€œYou pointed missiles at him.â€
â€œHey, I was just offering to return his property,â€ Cole said. â€œStrap in. Weâ€™ve got land on the horizon. Weâ€™ll be there soon.â€
Will they receive the hero’s welcome Cole anticipates? Or might something possibly go wrong? How likely is that? Join us for the next exciting episode and find out!
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