Blah blah blah you go to the AO with nothing spectacular happening other than a few mid-flight refuels.
Your radios crackle to life as the Kintharian AWACS on site patches you through.
"Mjolnir flight this is Kami, welcome aboard. We're patching you through to
Raiden wing's comms now."
A lot of foreign language bombards your channels, most likely from Raiden wing.
1-1: [1-2, pin that Sabre.]
1-2: [Understood, firing.]
1-1: [Good hit, good hit, moving in for the kill.]
1-4: [Captain?]
1-1: [Missiles away, tracking now.]
1-4: [Captain.]
1-1: [Target down, switching eng-]
1-4: [CAPTAIN.]
1-1: [What?]
1-4: [Allied reinforcements are here. And. 1-3 is not.]
1-5: [Ohhhh dear.]
1-1: [Oh god where the hell is she.]
Suddenly a jet screeches past Antokolsky's, coming incredibly close to shaving off his tailwings. IFF registers it to be friendly. Somehow.
1-3: KONICHIWAAAA!
1-1: That was entirely unnecessary. In any case, welcome aboard Mjolnir flight, glad to have you with us.
1-4: [Wait, Mjolnir?]
What follows afterwards is a rapid-fire conversation between the various elements of Raiden. You catch a couple of "baka"s and "bogey-dope"s here and there, and from their tone it is not particularly difficult to understand what they're talking about.
There's a lot of snickering until 1-1 tells them to shut up.
AWACS: Raiden, Mjolnir, 7 enemy air units inbound. Prepare for combat.
1-3 gives a really creepy giggle. This is off to a swimming start.
Targets requiring immediate attention:
4x SEPECAT Jaguars
3x Saab 37 Viggens
Other enemy forces:
A forgetton of ground stuff.
Poll