You've joined the Special Forces. After training, they're sending you to Central America, secretly, in a C130 with other soldiers. The flight is not like commercial airlines. It's all about evading detection, and crazy maneuvers are standard. You fly at wave-top level over the ocean, or between telephone wires, or right over the tops of cattails. Below the radar. Turning at random, seemingly, should anyone spot you.
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