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 69231 times)

"Extreme PTSD." One said above the others. They subdued the man and brought him to the mental facilities.

Meanwhile I landed and was given this list by Captain Davenport. "Anything under 20,000." He told me. I looked over the list carefully.

They had made it back to the Airbase pretty quick. Shinenzu walked up behind Vega, "I really hate mid-air surgery now." He said. "So, only twenty thousand? Hmm. Nice. I don't need a buy, already have a F4-X in the hanger."

"Hey, I need a new aircraft as well."

I looked at the list over Vega's shoulder. "I'll take an MiG-31M Foxhound."

"Suit yourself." He said with a nod. "The Super Tomcat." I said, pointing to a button on the list. "Granted. It will be here by tomorrow morning. We strike down the Aegir Fleet tomorrow at noon. You too, MiG31M granted."
« Last Edit: October 09, 2011, 08:34:29 PM by Vegetarian Zombie »

"I'd like a MiG-31 as well."


"Dammit. Being a bastard with parents from two opposite sides of the globe really bring up a forgetton of complications," I muttered under my breath as I walk back inside the base to find Vega and a few others hunched over a piece of paper.

"Sorry I snuck out, had to take care of some stuff back home. What'd I miss?"

"We're getting us some new aircraft."

    Speed: 97
    Mobility: 63
    Stability: 56
    Defense: 87
    Air-to-Air: 84
    Air-to-Ground: 37
MIG-31

    Speed: 87
    Mobility: 58
    Stability: 64
    Defense: 61
    Air-to-Air: 81
    Air-to-Ground: 35
Super Tomcat

I feel jipped

I finish pounding on the metal door and deem it useless, I limp over to the corner and sit down. I begin screaming again and try to pull out my hair.

"I'm so bloody, I feel like a zombie." Shinenzu said, taking out the last of his gauze roll, and re-wrapped his eye, looking down as he did so, after removing the gauze. "Recap: Me and Toby got shot down, along with Jacov, in the process of keeping my plane up barely, I lost my eye. I didn't really lose it, I was shot enough to have glass come down, and I had to rip the eye out."

   Speed: 97
    Mobility: 63
    Stability: 56
    Defense: 87
    Air-to-Air: 84
    Air-to-Ground: 37
MIG-31

    Speed: 87
    Mobility: 58
    Stability: 64
    Defense: 61
    Air-to-Air: 81
    Air-to-Ground: 35
Super Tomcat

I feel jipped

HA!

I walked around the base. "It seems like as soon as we land, we're carted off to some new assignment."

I take a long look at the list of aircraft. The amount of choices made me feel like I was in a candy shop. I then snap back to reality and realize that everyone already took an order.

"Aw stuff, is it too late to ask for an A-10A?"