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stripped down hunter version painted matt black all over no black box tech just a pilot and a gun sight dodging from cloud waiting to nail you lightweight aerial killer even then 20 tons of metal 5 lighter than her sisters three dimensional sky dance this pilot knows all the tricks his jet is a ballerina nothing he can't do with it by hand and eye alone beating anyone and anything god's own pilot no co-pilot needed dark painted killer aggressor trainer plane early build version non combat capable today the pilot flew took his black jet to battle he claimed an indian su30 and an italian typhoon flying by feel and 6 dials old skool like boelcke or ball old air skills 120 years ago do whatever it takes shoot them in the back unseen kill but if seen turn into the attack fly right at him line up and fire don't ever flinch or you die always fly and fight to win even in a damaged jet if ramming your enemy gets a kill do it and do not blink if you die we will remember you aggressor pilot in a stripped down f35 from *ucking Upside Down In a Blazing Avro Manchester Bomber – Poems from My Life and More Nick Armbrister

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