CH010 Cornfields

Max POV

Blue sky's

White fluffy Clouds dotted around randomly

This was what I could see out through my windshield as I flew through the sky's over the countryside. I was currently in a P-51 mustang form, sporting full body black paint and white stripe down the side of my plane, with a white tail, and the word, Maximus printed down the side in bold gold glittering lettering.

On the tail section of the plane I had an airforce insignia printed out in white, and a squadron number belonging to a group of elite P-51 mustangs that flew the most dangerous missions during the war at nights. They called themselves, the Reapers.

(ATH note* This is made up, I would have no idea if their was one. Also I would never impersonate military in real life this is just for story. Besides he's a transformer, logic doesn't apply to him anymore.)

I had hacked into the military servers and fabricated an identity for myself as apart of their squadron as they had been disbanded awhile after the war ended and jets took over the skies.

Currently I was on my way towards a small airfield out in the country called Propwash junction. The Wings Around the World Rally was right around the corner and for the past 6 months I had been training to compete and was heading over to stay at Propwash junction a couple of nights before the qualifying event happened as it was closer then radiator springs.

As I looked out in the distance I could see the iconic mountain with a small, cute, airfield nestled at the base with some buildings and a fuel station.

Chuckling to myself I moved into a holding pattern around the airfield to get a good look at it. That's when I noticed a plane, fuel truck and forklift standing by the edge of a cliff.

Smirking and rolling to my right and looking out over the cornfields and I could see a orange plane dipping up and down in the trees.

Skipper's POV

Today was different. I had awoken at 0500 hours to train a rookie to be ready for a round the world race in the next couple of days, and he's a crop duster. Kid doesn't even know the basics of how to turn properly and he wants to race!! Young punks nowadays.

Grumbling to myself about how annoying the two next to me were being about a cloth, I heard a distinct noise of an engine over head.

"A Mustang??" Sparky said beside me

Looking up and away from my binoculars I could see a black coloured mustang cruising through the air in a pattern, watching dusty as he flew through the trees. Moving my binos over to him I saw the airforce insignia, looking at his tail I gasped.

"The Reapers!!"

Sparky looked at me after I had said that. "Are you saying he's part of The Reapers squadron sir. Why would someone from that squad be here!!"

"He has their insignia on his tail sparky, and the correct colours, I think he is."

Chug: "The Reapers?? Who are they?"

"Only like the most badass, skilled and fastest fighters ever, legends say their squad had the most kills and shot down the most planes ever in the war, also that they flew the most dangerous missions ever and at night even!! Their the greatest war heroes ever!!" Sparky gushed out like a fanboy!!

Chug then asked, "Maybe we can ask him for help then, since he can fly and all, maybe he can go over and give dusty some tips while you coach him skipper?"

I laughed "if anyone was more qualified to teach him it would be someone from the Reaper squadron. They were the most deadliest and fastest flyers there were out there! They were even faster then normal mustangs squadrons and no one knew how, they just could. They, were the true embodiment, of 'Death From Above!'"

Looking up I could see him start to turn. "Where's he going?"

Sparky: "Looks like he's going over to dusty skipper"

"I wonder what he's going to do?" Chug murmured worriedly.

Max's POV

Pulling above Dusty I could see that he hadn't noticed me yet and I decided to pull a little prank on him.

I dived down quickly while dusty was going straight ,seemingly talking to someone on the radio, and I pulled up from the dive underneath him. I switched to the correct broadcast and listened in as they spoke to each other.

"Dusty watch out there's another plane over there with you, look out!!"

"What, where? I can't see anyone skipper, stop trying to pull one over me I ain't falling for that, but good try."

Smirking I started speaking on the radio.

"Oh no he's right I am here, just that you can't see me, it is a bit surprising that you aren't very aware of your own airspace."

Dusty was shocked and you could see him start to freak out and wobble around. "What where are you I can't see you."

I accelerated and as I came from bellow dusty I rolled around him until I was inverted above him.

"Wow"

"Can you see me now?"

(ATH note* Bruh absolutely loved this move when maverick did it in top gun.)

"We'll come on rookie show me what you got, try outrun me, first thru the silos and across the river wins."

Dusty looks ahead and sees three silos lined up, some farmland and a river off in the distance.

"Alright your on!!"

Skipper: "Dusty wait you can't win!!"

"Just sit their and watch this skipper!!"

Dusty takes if and tried to accelerate off into the course however you stayed right behind him the whole time. "Come on now, faster rookie I'm still right behind you. Let's go, let's go, push it, is that the fastest you can go!!"

Dusty growls and tries to push harder, the silos were coming up and he tries to turn in between them however goes wide and completely misses the fist turn.

Laughing I keep behind him as we go pasts some tractors which hardly react and push towards the river.

Skipper: "quick dusty begin a climb and when above the river go inverted and dive."

Listening to skipper coach dusty gives me an idea and when dusty is confused about what to do I pull above him and go inverted and over take him before diving and winning the race past the hay-bales on the other side of the river.

Looking back I can see Dusty's shocked expression and I laugh to myself before pulling off into a climb and returning to the airfield where I landed.

I taxied off the runway and made my way over to the hotel placed off the side of the runway in hopes to find some accomodation for the night.

Dusty's POV

As I watched the mustang peel off away from me I could faintly hear the voice of skipper calling out to me thru the radio.

"dus… dusty….Dusty….DUSTY!!!"

After skipper yelled at me I snapped back to reality, "Ah, oh skipper, yeah I copy, who was that?"

"That, Dusty could probably be the only way you could win this race, if we could convince him to teach you. That plane right there is a legend." Skipper then goes on to explain what the Reaper squad is and how they were the best of the best.

"Wow, so that was why he could toy with me so easily." Dusty was once again lost in thought as he was flying.

Skipper then proceeds to run through some practice drills with dusty before he lands and even tries to get him up high in the sky and everything followed as normal. However Dusty becomes even more serious with the action of Max giving him motivation to what he has to become.

Meanwhile, residents of Propwash could see an all to familiar fuel truck and sparky driving around the airfield looking for a specific plane, however Max had already retired for the day and was sitting comfortably in his room going through his business and completing check ups, even though the business can run themselves. You can never not have enough money.

Like Eminem said 'Money doesn't buy happiness, it buys crazy ass happiness'.

- Eminem

FEW DAYS LATER

Today was the day before the qualifying events, and unfortunately for Dusty he wasn't able to find Max as he always left early in the morning to go off for practice and return late in the evening, only Chug had been able to see him up close when he returned to refuel one day. Yet he disappeared quickly around a corner and when chug tried to follow all he found was a young looking truck driving down the road.

Confused chug shrugged and headed of to skippers place to head out and watch Dusty do a final run on the course before they call it a day. Little did chug know that a certain truck was smiling and heading for the runway of the airfield.

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Next time on transformer in cars, will we once again see Max race Dusty through the course or will we see him again at the qualifying event.