Poll

What should the 118th TFW be nicknamed?

Mobius Squadron
4 (19%)
Wardog Squadron
7 (33.3%)
Nothing, 118th TFW suits just fine.
8 (38.1%)
Garuda Team
2 (9.5%)

Total Members Voted: 21

Author Topic: 118th Tactical Fighter Wing: Aces are Born - Mission 9 - Shattered Skies  (Read 67558 times)


I nodded. I took off, then said, "Vega, take lead point. I'm still a little... shaken."

"A'ight. You want to take a wingman when we split off?"

"I'll go. I'm good, for surviving a plane going down, but... I'm not gonna engage in a dog fight with Gamma again," I joked.

I sit up in my bed. I walk out to my F-5, with 8 small skulls painted on the nose cone, and my call sign was painted underneath the roosterpit with small white letters. I looked over her, doing a quick visual check, then hopped in the roosterpit.

Once I was out sitting on the runway, I asked for permission to take off. "Roger Phoenix 5, good luck." I pushed the throttle balls to the wall, blasting down the runway. I lifted into the air, and started flying towards the Blockade.

"Alright, let's begin..." I rolled down the runway, max speed as usual.

"I hear the Emmerians are having their own problem. I'll fly wingman for whoever needs it."
I take off, throttle on full afterburner. I break the sound barrier in less than 30 seconds.

hehe I was already in the air

"Bullet One, you mean the Eruseans?" I said, well on the way to Comberth.

"Bullet One, you mean the Eruseans?" I said, well on the way to Comberth.
"No, Emmeria was attacked in their capital a few days ago. Remember? Estovakia?"

"Davenport. I believe I've shown my worth, aswell as risking my life, and my arm and further sight to save one of your men from a certain death. I'd like to join the 118th Tactical Fighter Wing." Shinenzu said, after he'd found Davenport.


I hit the throttle, going up to max speed. "Let's see what this baby can do..."

"This is Phoenix 5, we are taking down freighters, right?"

"No, Emmeria was attacked in their capital a few days ago. Remember? Estovakia?"

"Um... nope."

"Davenport. I believe I've shown my worth, aswell as risking my life, and my arm and further sight to save one of your men from a certain death. I'd like to join the 118th Tactical Fighter Wing." Shinenzu said, after he'd found Davenport.



Captain Davenport put his hands on the young man's shoulders. "Then it's Captain Davenport to you. Get up there." He said, motioning to Shinenzu's plane.

"This is Phoenix 5, we are taking down freighters, right?"

"Negative, troop transports." I answered.

He nods. "Gamma 6-37 reporting in." He said, as he takes to the skies. It doesn't take too long to join up with the others. [Going to be missing out, friend's being a bitch, I DONT WANT THE DAMN LASAGNA.]