Anadolu Kartallari

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Here are the documents

to be signed, sir.

This envelope's for you.

Captain Tanaan!

Alfa scramble!

Head 3-0-0, mid profile.

Zenith control mode.

Two undefined aircraft, risk of air space

violation. Real situation.

- Have a good flight.

- Thank you.

Cobra 6-6-, single group,

two contacts.

Bull's eye 1-8-0,50 miles.

16,000 feet. They're to the north east.

Number one! 1-8-0,50 miles.

16,000 feet. Locked to the front.

Number two. Locked to the back.

Cobra 6-6!

Intense clouds in the area.

5,000... 10,000 feet.

Be on your guard.

Cobra 6-6. Zenith!

VHM instructions.

The risk of air space violation

by undefined aircraft is over.

Return to the base.

Zenith, Cobra six six.

Instructions received.

We're going back.

The Tower of Galata fell in love

with the Tower of Leander.

But couldn't declare his love.

The Tower of Leander was

actually in love with him too.

It was love from a distance.

They burned with love,

each right where it was.

The Tower of Galata

could no longer take it...

...and wrote a letter.

Hezarfen took the letter.

Let himself drop off and glide...

...from the Tower of Galata

to the Tower of Leander.

But the words of love were so heavy

that he couldn't carry the letter.

He dropped it in the sea.

- And the Tower of Leander...

- So what if he couldn't fly?

Was he supposed to fall

into the sea himself?

Well, he didn't.

He made his dream a reality.

Ahmet.

I'm scared.

Don't be.

Stay by my side, Burcu!

- Everything will be alright, don't worry.

- Onur.

Ahmet Onur. Come now.

I just can't get used to "Onur".

You and mom can keep

calling him "Ahmet".

Good luck.

I'm really tense right now.

- Calm down. We'll all make it.

- I'm really scared of this, you know that.

- What was it?

- Six Gs.

I'm exhausted.

Well done, it's going really well.

Let's continue. Now!

- Up to 7 Gs.

- Now.

Ol!

Ol, mate!

That was great, man!

Cadet! Is this an arena?

I apologize, sir.

I'm ready, sir.

Increasing from 300 knots to 350,

increasing to 400 knots.

And I make a 30 degree tilt.

Nice. Limits are OK. We can continue.

At 30,000 feet.

You can open your masks on the right

and start the test.

We write on the consoles.

Let us see your faces.

If you start to feel bad,

you can put your masks back on.

Cadets!

How are the flight inspections going?

Thank you, sir.

We'll join you, God willing.

Are you going to be a Turkish Star?

If it's my good fortune.

Here, for good luck.

We have a show tomorrow.

Come and watch.

Thank you, sir.

What is this, girl?

Eleven, thirteen, eighteen.

Why don't you look at your own paper?

Anything wrong with my paper?

The numbers are correct but

it says "Ahmet Omur".

That's not Omur, dear.

I wrote Onur, I guess my hand shook.

Yeah, right, I'm sure it did.

Twins! Have a look here,

what does it say?

- Our eyes are still cloudy.

- Too bad, 'unfit to fly'.

Come on, don't joke around.

Burcu, you have a look. Tell me.

- No, no, there's no problem.

- Phew!

I almost got eliminated, man.

My nose was too full.

I'm having a sunus operation next week

then I'll come back for the physical.

Too bad. I hope it goes well.

It's called sinus, not sunus, snot-nose.

Who'd make you pilot with this nose?

They said, "First go blow your nose."

Snot-nose!

They're flying barely a meter apart.

What's going on, man?

What is this?!

Just look at them.

You're hardly any different.

Everything is electronic in the F-16.

Even a child could fly it.

If you trust your wrists,

come and fly an F-4, like me.

- You'll see.

- I'll see, I'll see, God willing.

You're quiet. Where did you disappear to?

I'm wondering where you'll disappear to.

When the physicals are over,

you'll go to lzmir and I'll stay in Istanbul.

- Sometimes...

- It's not far, Burcu. We'll see each other.

I've seen how you look at planes.

From now on, you'll be in the sky

and I, on the ground.

Isn't that being apart?

It's not.

It's just that time will be passing at

different speeds for the two of us.

When time passes differently,

doesn't life pass differently, Ahmet?

Hlya.

Hlya.

Alright, alright, come.

If the best student in the school gets

eliminated like this, we're in real trouble.

Ahmet Onur. Aye Diner.

Mustafa Hzarc. Tun Szeri.

- Cadet Hzarc.

- Cadet Diner.

- Cadet Onur.

- Cadet Szeri.

Suitable for piloting.

Your turn to guard the banner of the

Air Force Academy student corps.

Its color is the color of the sacred

blood of the ancestors.

Its fabric is the skin of the fallen soldier.

Its shine is the light of victory.

Its crescent and star are

freedom and independence.

Its pole is the will of the nation.

Its thread is honor and responsibility.

The Turkish nation entrusts

all these things to you.

I hand over this great

responsibility into your care.

Hold it tightly in your iron grip.

Hold it high, always,

until the last drop of your blood.

Until you hand it over to the

next survivor...

...you shall not breathe your last.

This banner shall, for generations

and forever, be handed over from one...

...to the next and always wave in the skies.

Guarding the banner is the most honorable,

the most sacred among guard duties.

I kiss this noble banner as sign

that it is unblemished...

...and as pure as when I received it...

...as I now hand it over to you.

We got to see this wonderful day.

Yes, we did. They grew up, made lieutenant,

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