It took Shavrov a moment to realize that he had a wingman. Two wingmen. Fifty meters to his left and right, a pair of American F-15 Eagle fighters. The visored face of one pilot was staring at him. “YAK-106, YAK-106, please acknowledge.” The voice on the SSB (single side band) radio circuit spoke flawless Russian. Shavrov did not acknowledge. They had read the number off his engine intake housing before he had known they were there.
