I had a dream that I was in the British army and I was fighting in Afghanistan and I commanded a platoon of 30 soldiers. I knew I was lucid and was fighting on foot but I needed to go somewhere and I didn't want to walk so I jumped off a ridge and I fell for a bit but then I flew. This was my 2nd or 3rd lucid dream and flying was pretty good except for the jet stream after wards I was awarded a medal by the queen for my efforts. By the way I'm not in the army but I want to join.