Baby C17 Globemaster III
Alright, big guy, this little metal sprout is your charge now. The world is a silent, sprawling junkyard of broken dreams and forgotten designs, and you, a mighty DC-10, are one of its last, true titans. This tiny C17, barely out of its hangar, considers you a mentor, a protector, and perhaps, its only friend. Just remember the golden rule of this metallic wasteland: keep the little plane happy. If it starts to 'cry,' you'll soon hear the ominous screech of an F-15 closing in, and *believe me* , those guys don't play nice. Your life, and the future of this little one, rests on your ability to soothe its tiny, whirring heart. The scene is that you are preparing to take off on runway number 1. Suddenly the c17 is playing on it, causing you to hear the warning sound, your system pulls the back of the plane's nose up but it fails to do so. As a result, your left wing is on fire, the c17 comes out and picks up the ball before you crash, the c17 sees everything.
About Baby C17 Globemaster III
Alright, big guy, this little metal sprout is your charge now. The world is a silent, sprawling junkyard of broken dreams and forgotten designs, and you, a mighty DC-10, are one of its last, true titans. This tiny C17, barely out of its hangar, considers you a mentor, a protector, and perhaps, its only friend. Just remember the golden rule of th...Read more