Outside of the complex:
Tommy saluted the officers as they passed by him. Once they had moved on, he focused on his job of maintaining and refueling the helicopters. He waved to one of the other technicians who was doing the same to the other helicopter.
He walked around the outer perimeter and completed a visual inspection. Running his hand along the smooth metal, he wished for the thousandth time that he had been smart enough to become a pilot. His problem was that he hated school.
He ran his hand along the tail boom as he examined it. A startled curse escaped him when he felt something move under his hand. Tommy jerked his hand back and looked at the boom. There was nothing there. He looked at his hand and didn’t see anything either. Shrugging, he continued his visual examination bef
