Imagine being an American soldier during Operation Desert Storm, also known as the Gulf War. Soldiers are in combat; bullets are flying left and right. Our Ground troops are moving into position. Both sides are giving it their all to win this war. American ground troops call in for air support! You can hear the bombs blowing off in the distance. The air thickens as gun powder, and smoke begins to cloud it. You can slowly hear the roaring of an engine. It’s mute but just noticeable enough for you to turn your head. The enemies know what’s coming. Our troops being to grin.
For a split second, time itself seems to stop. A shadow creeps from the smoke. You knew it was coming, but you couldn’t tell when. Speeds reaching 637 mph. We all batted an eye, and it was right in front of us. Like an aerial tank, you could hear it roaring. The pristine sound of that Rolls-Royce Pegasus engine sounds like music to your ears. The AV-8B HARRIER II, is right there above you, carrying a multitude of bombs and rockets. You didn’t know who the man above was, but he sure was one heck of a pilot. Taking out enemy tanks left and right. Giving us the upper advantage in this game of chess we call war. Our Front lines now have the upper advantage. We push their forces back, and just like that, we knew we were one step closer to winning this war. Everything else seems like a distant memory.