Although the inside of the simulator looked exactly like a cockpit, the exterior resembled a giant white egg with no windows, blades, or tail. Zack grinned to the instructor coming to meet him. “How’d I do?" The instructor nodded as he applied the stylus to his electronic notepad, epad for short. A printed sheet came out of the attached razor printer and he handed it to Zack. “The best beginning student I ever had, Lieutenant. You really have a feel for this.” Zack took the sheet and glanced at it. Perfect score in instrument flying procedures, ground emergencies, in-flight emergencies, and weapon accuracy. “Thanks. I love that stuff. Great visual display, too. It’s like being there." Five simulator eggs away, Lieutenant Tia Vargas stared at her score sheet, frowning. The instructor slapped Zack’s shoulder. “Tomorrow, we’ll get you into a live bird.” “Awesome." Zack’s heart raced with excitement. Who’d have guessed he’d ever pilot a helicopter? Tia crumpled her score sheet and threw it in a trash can.
