Davis: I want every available asset inside 100 kilometres up on comms right now. How far out is that QRF?
Man: They're at least 15 miles out from Bravo's position, ma'am.
Davis: They were just ten minutes out; what the hell's going on?
Man: They've been rerouted over less hostile terrain.
Davis: On whose authority?
Man: Battle space commander's, sir.
Davis: Son of a bitch.