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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 66788 times)




SHATTERED SKIES

I win.

O really?
Because I've never even see anything related to Ace Combat. Ever. And I still got the game (series) right.
Like a motherloving bawss, bish.

Well, except this.
« Last Edit: October 07, 2011, 10:48:40 PM by xxxxkill »

O really?
Because I've never even see anything related to Ace Combat. Ever. And I still got the game (series) right.
Like a motherloving bawss, bish.

Well, except this.

Let's just proceed... assume we are over Allenfort now.

"This is Blaze One... no sign of them yet."

"Keeping my eyes peeled." I looked over to the right, and saw mountains. It was freakin' beautiful. I noticed some odd shapes, however. "Blaze one, we have some bogeys to the 3."

"I see them, Sierra Seven. I'm breaking formation, I'll take them out."

"Negative, I counted maybe 7, 8... 9 if we aren't lucky. I'm coming with you."

"We're dealing with 12 bombers here, odds are there's multiple bombers in there. I'll take the escort fighters."

"Going in, somebody supply some cover fire"

I sighed. "If you need assitance, I'm at your beck and call. Over."

"Going in, somebody supply some cover fire"

"Hold it, Napper thirteen, we're not sure who we're dealing with here."

"Small price to pay" I said as I headed off in the direction of teh enemees.

I hopped into my F-4, this one customized for air-to-air combat. It was made more maneuverable and deadlier.

"Checking radio, this is Bullet 1. Do you copy?"

I broke off and fired the afterburners.

"There's a squadron over there... I count 6..." "Leave it to the escorts, Red 5. Proceed to Allenfort."

"This is Blaze One, the enemy is not on a closed circuit. Monitor all conversation." "This is Skyeye. All aircraft cleared to engage enemy bombers. The lives of civilians hang in the balance."

I hopped into my F-4, this one customized for air-to-air combat. It was made more maneuverable and deadlier.

"Checking radio, this is Bullet 1. Do you copy?"

We're already over Allenfort, I timeskipped.

Updated OP with a map of Usea.

We're at the southernmost peninsula.