Author Topic: 118th Tactical Fighter Wing: Aces are Born - Mission 10 - Tango Line  (Read 76504 times)

I rush to the medbay as well, joinning the others.

I awake from my long nap to hear the blare of emergency sirens. "stuff.." I quickly dress back into my fatigues and run for the medbay.


I sit up groaning in the medbay.
"Uaagh. What happened...? Is my Terminator gonna- no, it's destroyed. You saved my life, Vyacheslav. If you hadn't shot down that Yellow, I wouldn't have been able to eject, because I tried to when the wing snapped off, but it was broken."

I just noticed I got reject.

Aw.

"Can't we just throw a couple of bombs at the yellows' airplanes and be over with it?"

"If everything was that simple, this war would be over already," I say as I walk into the medbay to check on Jacov. I let out a sigh and start speaking in a more empathetic tone.

"Christ, man. It's like every time they put you in their sights, you get the worst of it."

"Except the worst happened on landing. All the Yellow did was shred my port engine with his gun, and leave my port wing hanging on by about a quarter inch of metal."

I walk into the medbay as Jacov is talking about his Terminator's wing upon landing. I wait for him to stop talking before asking, "Are you alright, Colonel?"

"Banged myself up pretty badly. Broken ribs, loads of cuts that required stiches, and bruises all over."

Vyacheslav stands silently in a corner of a room, looking at the floor.  He merely listens.

I snap out my trance and follow Alexandria
stalker

"You saved my life, Vyacheslav."

Heon was a bit happy for Gojira to be OK.

If he had to be support, fine. He would be support.

But he would still be fighting.

Waiting for next mission.
« Last Edit: October 12, 2012, 07:20:03 PM by Deoxys And One Noob »

"You saved my life, Vyacheslav."
he shrugs, "All in a day's work..." he mumbles.