Blockland Aces: The Cartelian War [On Base]

[hodot]

I enter Cartelian airspace, realizing something has gone terribly wrong. I attempt to back out, but I receive a transmission.

[Ad Bot]

[Mr. Hurricane]

"AWACS call sign in the area? Where are the bombers? I don't see them on my search radar. AWACS? Hellooo? ...forget!"

I look at my search radar. It shows nothing.

[Mr. Hurricane]

Rory sees the world around him freezing up again.

Post you starfishs.

[Mikoyan]

I refuse

[Mr. Hurricane]

I refuse

Then you're excused.

[Gojira]

"Bombers are on heading 0-5-0 at altitude angels 10."
My voice sounds sullen.

[hodot]

"I don't know who you think you are, but if you're in the way, I will stop at nothing to kill all of you."

[Gojira]

"What in the hell? Who is that? Deluge, cover me, heading back down to resupply. Enough of the bombers are down that it isn't a hazard."

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Copy Megalith. Don't land on the runway, come in and land on the opposite side. The runway's bombed to hell,"

[Gojira]

"Copy Megalith. Don't land on the runway, come in and land on the opposite side. The runway's bombed to hell,"

"Solid copy."
I come in to land on the opposite side as Deluge says.
"Refill missiles and guns, come on!"
My ground crew is scurrying about trying to get my plane reloaded and refuelled.
Once they're done, I get back up in the air as fast as possible and form up with Deluge.
"Now. You, on the radio. Who are you, and how do you know our radio frequency?"

[Mr. Hurricane]

"This is Airborne Warning And Control System "Shelldrake" of the Estovakian Air Force, undesignated 86th Squadron, we will serve as your AWACS. All units this net, there is no secondary wave of bombers. The remaining are turning around, however, and appear to be on a flight path that will have them a valid release point for ordnance. There are seven bombers remaining. Seven Fullbacks remaining. Mop up the leakers,"

[Gojira]

"Copy. There is an unknown on this radio frequency, be advised."

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Unidentified aircraft, authenticate, interrogating parrot,"

[hodot]

"Now. You, on the radio. Who are you, and how do you know our radio frequency?"

” I'm not telling you who I am until you give me Garvich Bestov.”

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Alert! IFF response sour! All units this net, push TacNet 3! This net is now compromised!"