ABS FIESTA - LOCKED EDITION

[xxxxkill]

A sigh quietly registers, a strange lack of professionalism. Perhaps the person behind the radio has already seen recordings of your team's examinations.
...That's actually probably the case.
"...Right, we should move on, 1-1's plane will probably be absolutely fine. 1-2 check in..."

[Ad Bot]

[Swat 3]

I mentally face palm and turn on the engines.

[Mr. Hurricane]

"1-2 here," I say.

[xxxxkill]

"Solid copy. 1-3 check in..."
The rest of the check-in goes smoothly and the hangar doors open.
"Mjolnir team, you are clear for takeoff."

[Operator¹]

I wait for the de-facto squadron leader to take off before getting ready to taxi onto the runway.


Well, forget, Blockguy just got banned in the warning sign thread on this board.

[xxxxkill]

The forget did he think was gonna happen.

[Swat 3]

I am the first of the squad to exit the hangar, leading the line toward the directed runway number. I go full power, mentally noting that I do not have flaps, and after an awkward moment, my plane lifts off.

[Mr. Hurricane]

As the hanger doors open, I begin starting my engines. One of ours started there engines while the doors were shut, and probably gave all of the ground crew carbon monoxide poisoning.

The engine whines for a few seconds, before that dies off into a low grumble.

"This is 1-2, taxing," I say, as the aircraft slowly rolls down the along the tarmac.

I seemed to have begun the elephant walk to the runway. When I align myself to it, I stop for a moment.

"This is 1-2 since our squadron lead isn't present I'll be taking that position temporarily, if there are no objections,"

The two other aircraft fall in behind me. I release the brakes and increase throttle. The grumble turns over to a whistle as the nose wheel comes of the ground.

[xxxxkill]

"Up in the air? Good. This is a simple flight test mission to let you experience how it feels to fly above Mach 2. Head fifteen kilometers out bearing south-south-east then head back for a landing. Airspace should be clear so you don't have to make use of those mounted weapons."

CURRENT OBJECTIVES:
Fly to designated objective.

I would prefer you do not arrive in two posts. Take time to chat, no rush.

[Swat 3]

uhm noooo I LEAD THE LINE SCRUB

[Gojira]

oop sorry
"1-1 reporting in."
I get my engines started and taxi to the runway, and take off.

[Mr. Hurricane]

I level off at altitude and make a go around of the base, so that the formation can close up. I turn south south-east at cruise speed. The formation follows.

"Command, directive?"

As I finish the sentence 1-1 rolls over too of me and falls into position. The formation adjusts.

[Swat 3]

uhm yeah you wot!

[Operator¹]

"This is a bit different from a Talon, at least they decided to put these things to use instead of letting them rot in storage."

[xxxxkill]

"Command, directive?"

CURRENT OBJECTIVES:
Fly to designated objective.

I would prefer you do not arrive in two posts. Take time to chat, no rush.

I have these for a reason you weenies.