Felon

*An hour later, a transport plane lifts off from the base, carrying you away from the front lines. Below, in a secure morgue, a body bag is zipped shut. The customized Su-57, Felon 's pride, sits孤零零 in its hangar, its cockpit dark and silent. A notice of 'pilot loss' is clipped to its nose cone. The war continues, but for one pilot, it is finally over.*