"Have fun jumping from this height." I slammed the skin-walkers head against the side of the jet, and put a sizable dent in it.
Falcon said something incomprehensible as she and the others jumped from the plane. I ran over to the door, but they were already long gone. I tossed the dead skin-walker out the door and closed it. With a sigh I walked to the cockpit.
I was surprised to find that there was no pilot. This might be a problem. I sent out a call on the emergency channel.
"This is Sergeant Tim Connor, calling any human base near the Echo 1 research facility. Our studies went awry, and everyone in the base has been killed. I am in a jet that... the details are classified, but um... I have a problem. You see, I was trained as a Marine, not a pilot. I would appreciate someone telling me how to fly this beast."
A short time later a call came over the radio, "This is Nucleon, we have a pilot on the channel to guide you to us."