ABS FIESTA REDUX

[Gojira]

"Oh for forget's sake. Hey, I need some backup, someone hit this Rafale."
I start diving, taking advantage of the higher top speed of the Mirage 4000.

[Ad Bot]

[Swat 3]

I drop my guided bombs, making a target of one of the already damaged areas of the ships.

[Juncoph]

"He's got enslaved pilots covering him. You're gonna need a lot of backup, Talisman... He also called you a dipstuff."

I lock and fire a JSM at one of the Drakens covering their more dangerous bird, and then throw all of my FEAR rockets into the hole Oxide and I blew open on the flying fortress.

[NoZoner]

"Sit tight, Talisman! I'm on it!"

I quickly maneuver into the Rafale's plane of motion, get a lock, and fire an AAM and an RGM in quick succession.

[Mr. Hurricane]

I punch the burner and close with the airship. I swing about and fire three JSM's. The missiles growl and hiss away. I then turn and attempt to fall onto the tail of one of the Saab Drakens.

[Qwepir]

"Oh for forget's sake. Hey, I need some backup, someone hit this Rafale."
I start diving, taking advantage of the higher top speed of the Mirage 4000.

The Ace dives after you, making use of some external boosters to keep up. His gunfire becomes more accurate and knocks out your tailfin and engine. Your HUD warns you of the structural damage, not that you didn't feel it. The enemy pilot follows up with a pair of heatseekers.
: [I've shot down drones that fly better than you.]

I drop my guided bombs, making a target of one of the already damaged areas of the ships.

The slow-moving bombs are shot up by a CIWS emplacement. And then so is slow-moving you. Your left wing is so full of holes as to be nigh-useless, you lose half your tailfin, and one of your engines is totally dead. You start losing altitude at an alarming rate.

I lock and fire a JSM at one of the Drakens covering their more dangerous bird, and then throw all of my FEAR rockets into the hole Oxide and I blew open on the flying fortress.

The Draken drops flares and breaks off, and attempts to engage you instead. Almost all the rockets find their way into the hole, and the whole thing begins to list. It's not destroyed, but it's definitely limping.

I quickly maneuver into the Rafale's plane of motion, get a lock, and fire an AAM and an RGM in quick succession.

A swift deployment of flares and chaff spoof the missiles and allow the Ace to stay on his target.
: [I'll get him, sir!]

Your HUD warns you of two incoming heatseekers.

I punch the burner and close with the airship. I swing about and fire three JSM's. The missiles growl and hiss away. I then turn and attempt to fall onto the tail of one of the Saab Drakens.

The JSMs hit the thick armor plating with the force of a dozen snowballs.

[Gojira]

"forget."
I dump flares and turn away from him, attempting to disengage from the dogfight, and try to start my engine back up.

[Juncoph]

"I need more ordnance to deal any proper damage to this thing's hope of flying. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take a trip to the AWACS, guys."

I adjust to face the approaching Draken, and in the ensuing head-on pass I fire a cannon shell along with a long burst from my autocannon, stopping only when we finally pass eachother.

[Swat 3]

"Ah forget!" I scream. My console is flashing red. I try to maneuver my plane, but to no use.

I am forced to eject. "Turtle is down!"

[Gojira]

"stuff, Turtle's down!"

[NoZoner]

Before I could make another move on the Rafale, the missile approach tone blares. I've got two heatseekers on my tail.

stuff, this is bad.

"Talisman, this is Sabre, I'm breaking off to defend! Hold on just a little longer!"

I quickly pull back on engine power to reduce IR signature. After waiting a few seconds for the missiles to close in, I drop flares and jink hard right.

[Juncoph]

"stuff, Turtle's down!"

"forget!"

...

...
"I have an idea."

I tune my comms to the frequency Huit forces operate on, noting that it's close enough to understand while on the Aesthian frequency.

"[What are you fighting for, slaves? Freedom, correct? And as a result you advance the clutches of the nation which enslaved not just you, but your families? Why?

Not only this but you are the definitive cannon fodder of the Empire! They don't give a damn about you!

What I'm getting at, is... stand down. Break off of your targets. You are on the wrong side. Please.

As for you, "ace", you are scum. You have no regard for human life, even that of which is fighting for you. Your "skill" is simply a result of being in control of a capable aircraft.]"

[Qwepir]

I adjust to face the approaching Draken, and in the ensuing head-on pass I fire a cannon shell along with a long burst from my autocannon, stopping only when we finally pass eachother.

The cannon shell hits it square on the nose, destroying the entire plane immediately.

[What I'm getting at, is... stand down. Break off of your targets. You are on the wrong side. Please.]
[As for you, "ace", you are scum. You have no regard for human life, even that of which is fighting for you. Your "skill" is simply a result of being in control of a capable aircraft.]

: [TRAITOR! You BETRAYED your homeland and now fight for our enemy! I only hope you are taken alive, so you may be punished as you deserve!]
: [You assume so much of me, betrayer. I have nothing but high regard for the brave men and women who serve under me. You think I was just given this plane? No, first I had to earn my freedom, then my craft, all through more trials by combat than you have ever seen.]

I quickly pull back on engine power to reduce IR signature. After waiting a few seconds for the missiles to close in, I drop flares and jink hard right.

The missiles dive for the flares, and the enemy Draken shoots past, only to be gunned down by Lieutenant Kelton

I dump flares and turn away from him, attempting to disengage from the dogfight, and try to start my engine back up.

Your engine is disabled, not deactivated, and does not restart.

"stuff, Turtle's down!"

: And you are about to join him.

He opens fire again with his cannon, shredding your right wing and disabling its elevators. You now have no control surfaces left except for the ones on your left wing.

But hey, it's not all doom and gloom. Two of the Kintharian pilots manage to shoot down another Draken each, and the distraction you guys are causing with the escort allow them to take more shots at the barge.

Current hostiles:
1x Air Cruiser
     4x AA Emplacements
     3x Artillery cannons
4x Saab Draken
1x Dassault Rafale

[Juncoph]

"[Traitor? Do you think I enjoy killing my own? To see familiar faces become feral foes put at gunpoint? I do not betray my people by allowing and encouraging slavery. I fight the government that has established these barbaric laws in hopes of one day freeing them! This is my resolve, what is yours?!]"


I kick on my afterburner and gain as much distance from the combat zone as possible.

[Gojira]

"stuff. Engine's dead, right control's dead. I'm punching out."
I pull the eject lever, and the windscreen pops off before the ejector charge slams me out of the plane, and I nearly black out. The parachute deploys, slowing me down to a safe enough speed for landing.