Chapter 67: Divine Descent

After taking six or seven drags off his cigarette, a soldier hurried out of the cockpit. He froze when he spotted Reginald Lyson swaggering around the cabin with a cigarette between his fingers. The man snapped out of it fast, handed a report to Red Feather, then retreated back into the cockpit. Still thinking about what he had just seen, he couldn't help asking, "Hey, seriously. Who are those two in the back? They're smoking in the cabin like it's nothing!" The pilot flying the plane answered...