ABS FIESTA - LOCKED EDITION

[mlockha]

Obrad attempts to keep his plane straight flying at the enemy, firing off rotary cannon rounds.

[Ad Bot]

[Swat 3]

"AWAC, any position on where they are coming from?" I say as I fire some rounds at the advancing enemy.

[Gojira]

I keep my plane straight, flying at the enemy. I pop off a long range missile at the rear of the formation of Jaguars. The missile impacts the underside and detonates, ripping the plane to shreds.
"One bandit down, 3 to go. Crux, Turtle, take care of the others. Condor and I will go support Misfit."

[Qwepir]

Obrad attempts to keep his plane straight flying at the enemy, firing off rotary cannon rounds.

I fire some rounds at the advancing enemy.

Which enemy? I'm assuming the Jags, but they are way out of gun range at the moment, so you don't exactly hit anything.

I keep my plane straight, flying at the enemy. I pop off a long range missile at the rear of the formation of Jaguars. The missile impacts the underside and detonates, ripping the plane to shreds.

This happens. You have 7 HSMs remaining.

"AWAC, any position on where they are coming from?"

Oracle: "If I had to hazard a guess, probably a captured airfield deeper inland."

Misfit Flight continues to tie up General Tlacelel.

Tlacelel: "Cua citalatoyatl!"

There is a thunderous crack as a wide beam of light shoots from Tlacelel's craft, shearing off one of his opponent's wings entirely.

1-2: "stuff, I've lost control!"

1-3: "1-2, your left wing is completely gone."

1-2: "Damn right it is, I'm out of here."

Misfit 1-2 ejects from his stricken plane, and it spirals down into the water.

1-4: "What the hell was that? Was that pod-tech?"

[Gojira]

what's pod-tech

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Mjolnir 1-2, AWACS bogey dope," I repeat, hoping to hear a more full brown townyzation of the situation.

[mlockha]

Obrad keeps his plane straight, firing off a missile to the Jags.

[Operator¹]

I'll RP as regular hostile fighter pilots who die frequently if Qwepir lets me

[Qwepir]

what's pod-tech

Caches of advanced technology. Some say they are alien relics, but the state religion of Mercana (and other ship-centric beliefs) hold that when the Ark brought human life to this world it did so by releasing habitation pods, each containing a small settlement worth of people and advanced technologies to help them start their new lives. The tech from the original pods have all been lost to time, but some pods never had any occupants. They have gone unopened all these years, just waiting for someone to stumble over them and discover the technological wonders within.

"Mjolnir 1-2, AWACS bogey dope," I repeat, hoping to hear a more full brown townyzation of the situation.

Oracle's comm line sounds like there are two people talking away from the microphone.
"...Why does he keep saying that?"
"I have no idea, I'm just as lost as you are."
The comm officer comes back to the mic.
"Mjolnir 1-2, please elaborate."

Obrad keeps his plane straight, firing off a missile to the Jags.

The plane drops flares and rolls to starboard, evading the missile. Two of the remaining Jags change heading and point themselves straight at Mjolnir flight.

[Gojira]

"Condor, come with me. Crux, Turtle, take care of the Jaguars."

[Operator¹]

Bogey dope
Request for target information as briefed/available.

[mlockha]

"Condor, come with me. Crux, Turtle, take care of the Jaguars."

"Got it, capt."

Obrad turns off of the Jags course and follows Steele.

Bogey dope
Request for target information as briefed/available.

Bogey Dope

A request for bearing and range to bogey and as available, heading, speed, and altitude.

they gave you all they knew

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Yah, as fragged sir," I say, turning into the Jaguars.

There is just a bit of range to close before the MRAAMs are in range.

"Bump up for the run Turtle,"

I pull back lightly on the stick and try to get a few hundred feet of altitude before engaging. The lock comes easy, and I fire, but it seems the aircraft is either using chaff or a jammer, possibly both. The missile looses it's target. I wait to take another shot.

[Qwepir]

I pull back lightly on the stick and try to get a few hundred feet of altitude before engaging.

The two Jaguars that split off already have you spiked, and send two missiles your way. The one who stayed the course has since fired on the shipyard. It blows the support out from under a crane, causing it to collapse onto one of the drydocks.

it seems the aircraft is either using chaff

No it's not.

or a jammer

No they aren't.

possibly both

It dropped flares.
You have 7 HSMs remaining.

Oracle: "Mjolnir flight, the Shipyard is taking hits. In addition, a second wave of strike craft is entering the AO."

Five more Jaguars show up at low altitude beyond missile range.

A stray beam from the General's particle projector streaks past Obrad's roosterpit, causing his instrumentation and HUD to scramble themselves for a few seconds before going back to normal. (This may be an important detail.)

[mlockha]

A stray beam from the General's particle projector streaks past Obrad's roosterpit, causing his instrumentation and HUD to scramble themselves for a few seconds before going back to normal. (This may be an important detail.)

"Woah!"
Obrads plane drops altitude, but then quickly regains it after everything goes back to normal.
"That general's plane just shot something at me! A beam or something else. It just took away all my instrumentation and my HUD."