The English Channel was a graveyard of ships and planes, but above the clouds, something impossible was happening. Lieutenant Charles "Chuck" Yeager, flying his P-51 Mustang, found himself pursued by a German jet—a sleek, silver craft with no markings. It was faster than anything he had ever seen.
He dove, rolled, tried to evade. But the jet stayed with him, its weapons silent.
"Unknown aircraft, identify yourself," Chuck radioed.
A voice crackled back. "My name is Friedrich. I am from the year 1946. The war has been over for a year in my time. But I’ve been sent back to stop a mista