Davis: I want every available asset inside 100 kilometres up on comms right now. How far out is that QRF? Man: They're at least 15 miles out from Bravo's position, ma'am. Davis: They were just ten minutes out; what the hell's going on? Man: They've been rerouted over less hostile terrain. Davis: On whose authority? Man: Battle space commander's, sir. Davis: Son of a bitch.