Author Topic: 118th Tactical Fighter Wing: Aces are Born - Mission 10 - Tango Line  (Read 75673 times)


A B-52 is rolled into the runway, arriving straight from the factory.

I close both of our canopies. The motors whir to life, and the sounds of the outside world become distant. I put on my oxygen mask and begin to work the radio and avionics. Once everything is set up, I look through the weapon stores management system. So far, everything looks good.

"Avionics are good. Let's check the control surfaces. Keep an eye on the hydraulics while I look out back."

Claire strolls into the hospital and into Alexandria's room. "We have a new toy."

I close both of our canopies. The motors whir to life, and the sounds of the outside world become distant. I put on my oxygen mask and begin to work the radio and avionics. Once everything is set up, I look through the weapon stores management system. So far, everything looks good.

"Avionics are good. Let's check the control surfaces. Keep an eye on the hydraulics while I look out back."

Nateson sighs as he looks back to the left flap which is now moving up and down.

"Check, now the right." Nate looks back to the right flap which is too moving up and down.

"Check... I can't get a good look is the rudder doing good?"

The rudder turns to the right and then to the left before placing itself evenly again.

om g i found a pictufre of clar

I look back to check on the rudder. The surface moves back and forth in its full range of movement.

"Rudder, check. No sudden loss or increase in hydraulic pressure. Alright, we're good to go."

Claire strolls into the hospital and into Alexandria's room. "We have a new toy."
"Don't remind me..." I say, pointing at my legs.

"Don't remind me..." I say, pointing at my legs.
"Hahaha.. no stuff! You hungry?"

timeskip of like three weeks
Two F-35 JSFs are rolled into the hangar.
"Oh. forget. Yes."
I walk over to mine, with my name and callsign engraved into the roosterpit's frame.

I walk in the room and stand by Alexandria. "You OK?"

"Hahaha.. no stuff! You hungry?"
"starving.." I face Ryan and nod my head.

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oboi its natesun

I look back to check on the rudder. The surface moves back and forth in its full range of movement.

"Rudder, check. No sudden loss or increase in hydraulic pressure. Alright, we're good to go."

"Alright lets go..."

Nateson pulls out his F-4E, he slowly begins to accelerate  down the runway, as he goes down the runways he takes a glance back to Ian then down the runway finally they take off, they skim through skies begins circling the base airway.

"Ian you wanna take a flight anywhere specific?"

miko your legs are healed

NEXT MISSION
"Alright guys, briefing time."
I walk into the briefing room.
Sky Eye is going over the mission contents.
"The Allied forces are retreating, and survivors are gathering at the northern port of St. Ark. However, the radar facilities atop Mt. Shezna provide tactical support to the enemy. As a result, our evac mission is in jeopardy. If our troops can successfully evacuate and regroup at North Point, they will become a formidable force in future battles. Your mission is to destroy the radar facilities on Mt. Shezna, thereby blinding the enemy and hiding our troop movements."
I walk out and climb into my F-35.

"Sorry I couldn't come last time I was busy eating a muffin."