Blockland Aces: The Cartelian War [On Base]

[Gojira]

A faint buzz fills the Nerverak plane's headphones. It gets louder as the missile gets closer.
(your turn morningstar)
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[Mr. Hurricane]

I pull up to the tanker plane just sat Ochoa pulls up next to me. I try to rememeber where the fuel intake is.

"Maintain your current altitude and speed," the boom operator says.

It's about a minute later he disconnects the boom. The tanker had given me a full tank.

"Your up Ochoa," I say.

[morningstar]

"Holy shoot!" I cry, realizing what the sound is.  I switch my headphones to a Nerverak military frequency and ask for a head count.  

As I do this, I swing the Super Hornet up and SE to evade the missle, but realizing that the plane has no chaff.  

I switch back to the Cartelian frequency.  "You bitch."  

I roll and dive back down, doing any maneuver to hopefully get the missile (which I'm not sure is homing or not) to keep off my scent.  

Your move, Gojira. 

[Gojira]

i'm not flying btw it's another cartelian plane
The F-16 pulls up behind the Super Hornet and fires a burst.

[morningstar]

Well, either way you're controlling the enemy, so it was your move. 

I roll down to the right and attempt to shake my foe, making a sharp pull up and doing a loop-the-loop. 

[Gojira]

The F-16 slows down a bit too much, and stalls.

[morningstar]

I take the opportunity to work my way around and open up with my guns. 

[Swat 3]

I continue doing sweeps of the area, raining down hell on anything that moves. The automated defense systems are still up, and they are shooting every enemy jet in the sky.

Of course, this stops when an RPG is thrown into it. "There goes out cover."
"Hey, Danna, do you see anything important, like something commandery?"

"Yeah, it's on our port side." I gain altitude, breathing in grunts, while the massive engines bring us up high. "Sharp slope, going to empty everything we have at it, and everything else." I direct my attention to the runway, "We can also bomb a little out of the runway to make it so this airbase is useless - for a while."

I start pointing the noes down, and I put us into a steep slope. My vision blurs, but I fire everything I have at the newly pitched command tent. I start shooting at tanks, transports, and a group of celebrating infantry. "Only got our dummies left, Hay."

"Alright." I turn and let loose all of our bombs on the runway, and then make a run for it. "Where the forget is everyone?"

[Comatose]

As Xavier pulls away from the tanker, I scoot to the left to take his place. As Ian begins to extend the fueling boom, I check the altimeter and put on auto-pilot. I look off in the distance to what used to be the air base, and sigh.

I hear a crackle, and the boom operator speaks, "Can't look back on the past now. Just keep on keepin' on."
I look at the rear of the plane, and see him through a very small window. He waves. "Yes, I can see you."
I wave back, and so does Ian. As the fuel stops flowing, his radio crackles back to life. "Retract the boom. Full tank."

"Thanks." He gives a short wave and the tanker pulls away before speeding up and gaining altitude. I look back over Xavier to the left of me and key my radio. "What now?"

[Swat 3]

I go to the tanker. "Hey, Ian, can you tell your stupid pilot to move? I am about to fall out of the sky."

[Gojira]

I simply lie here waiting for the landing in Yuktobania.

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Now we head for Darina, Yuktobania. Blackwater said the UCAF could take refuge at Darina International. We head South South-West from here, while we still have the air corridor. Then we turn west over that ocean. What's your guy's cruise speed? I'll keep up with you,"

[Deoxys And One Noob]

I finish off the forces at the old Cartelian airbase. I then head for the new airbase.

[Gojira]

I finish off the forces at the old Cartelian airbase. I then head for the new airbase.

how
did you
you should've run out of ammo a long time ago

[Mikoyan]

"Lancer 0-1, cleared to land runway 17."

"Cleared to land, Lancer 0-1."

I guide the plane down to the runway and pull the power slowly as I glide over the runway's threshold, the engines quieting down. The wheels screech as they hit the pavement.

"Spoilers armed."

It takes about 15 minutes to taxi with the help of a followme car. Once we're parked, I begin shutting the aircraft down and going through post-flight checks on the flight deck.