Most of my flurry of orders from last week have begun to finalize, in one form or another. I always feel like a flight deck mechanic in combat, sending crews out and waiting to see what comes back. Well, right away some of my birds had to turn around because of computer problems, and later on some of 'em realized the load-master screwed up and put the wrong stuff onboard, or simply forgot 90% of the order! Scrubbed a total of 40 sorties to those problems. Then, later on, some more of 'em started to limp back, all shot up. Most of those guys took it on the corners, it was a bad scene. We got 'em all into quarantine, but it doesn't look good. Some of 'em are still out there somewhere, their fates unknown...