ABS FIESTA - LOCKED EDITION

[Swat 3]

Obrad, hearing an ominous voice in his head, instead decides to go to the park.

i hope a pterodactyl comes down and bites your snake-face off le lol

[Ad Bot]

[mlockha]

its a park why the forget do you all think ill die

[Theepicman]

its a park why the forget do you all think ill die

A sinkhole will form under you.

[Operator¹]

The Captain looks a little confused as you drift off, and offers a small smile to reassure you. It may or may not be interpreted as "I know you're a girl son I can smell that pusillanimous individual a mile away" but it's the thought that matters. Probably. "In any case, it doesn't look like the whole squadron needed to be deployed. Your flight did well, especially what I hear about the F/A-18 pilot. Lieutenant Nagato really wanted to meet the pilot who managed to pull that off, using themselves to designate the location for an artillery strike. Twice. Hmpf. Guess I'd like to meet him as well, shows a degree of resolve I don't see often."
It doesn't seem like she's laying on flattery, considering the lack of "1-2" on your uniform, and her not being told your name at any point, she could very well be unaware. Either that or she's trying to get into your pants. Both are possible. Captain Yamashiro quietly stirs the coffee given to her by a waiter, quietly giving her thanks as she casts a glance your way.

"The blue Hornet is mine, I'll probably have to repaint it though." I sigh as I shut off my tablet. "Our C.O. is probably going to grill our flight lead for losing something that costs more money than pretty much anything else in the squadron's aircraft inventory." I look at a passing NAUC Humvee out the window.

"Basket was my callsign when I still flew C-130 transports, it's absolutely tough to see an entire transport group get wiped out.."

[Steele]

"The blue Hornet is mine, I'll probably have to repaint it though." I sigh as I shut off my tablet. "Our C.O. is probably going to grill our flight lead for losing something that costs more money than pretty much anything else in the squadron's aircraft inventory." I look at a passing NAUC Humvee out the window.

"Basket was my callsign when I still flew C-130 transports, it's absolutely tough to see an entire transport group get wiped out.."

Son you're not just gonna get grilled
There's gonna be a god damn cookout
And you'll be the main course

[Qwepir]

ok ok
i'll just fire one at 8 of the j-10s
i'm sorry i can't read at all.

I randomly target the closest 6 non-lead planes and send two missiles at each.

Dozens of missiles streak towards the enemy formation. It's utter chaos. Some of the pilots drop flares, some of them break to evade, others still ignore the incoming ordnance and fire off some missiles at you, only to have them deflected when Coaxoch dumps her countermeasure pod. One plane, in its haste to evade the incoming missiles, banked hard left as its ally turned right, colliding with each other and knocking themselves right out of the sky. One of the enemy squadron leaders attempts to cover their teammates with their own countermeasures, only to be skewered by your own leader's PPC. It's impossible to tell who killed who, but by the time enemy contacts stop rapidly dropping off your map, only eleven planes remain.

1-1: "Excellent coverage, you two! How are we looking out here, Luthor?"

1-2: "It looks like the third flight is rallying around their lead craft. First flight is running around with their heads cut off, looks like they took the worst of it. Second flight is splitting up and engaging, I don't think more than one of them went down. Steele, you have one enemy craft maneuvering to get on your tail and another coming in from the right. Daxton, you have two on your six."

As if on cue, the plane behind Daxton opens fire.

Enemy craft requiring attention:
9x Chengdu J-10

Enemy craft not requiring attention:
2x Chengdu J-20

[xxxxkill]

its a park why the forget do you all think ill die

You must sacrifice yourself to the yuri gods so that Victor can get some
No turning back

"The blue Hornet is mine, I'll probably have to repaint it though." I sigh as I shut off my tablet. "Our C.O. is probably going to grill our flight lead for losing something that costs more money than pretty much anything else in the squadron's aircraft inventory." I look at a passing NAUC Humvee out the window.

"Basket was my callsign when I still flew C-130 transports, it's absolutely tough to see an entire transport group get wiped out.."

Homura looks surprised and a little embarrassed when you say that the blue hornet was yours, and therefore you were the pilot who she was just praising so excessively moments ago. Actually it would be more accurate to say that she almost choked in the middle of sipping her coffee, looked incredibly flushed, and started coughing a lot. Awkward.
She simply quietly listens when you talk about the C-130s. She lets out a small sigh, and takes a sip of her coffee.

Obrad, hearing an ominous voice in his head, instead decides to go to the park.

You go to the park instead where three probably homoloveuals are having a little bit of breakfast. Two of them anyways. The third one appears to be trying to sleep on her companion's shoulder, who shakes her in mock anger.

its a park why the forget do you all think ill die

Treants. Angry, angry treants.

Dozens of missiles streak towards the enemy formation. It's utter chaos. Some of the pilots drop flares, some of them break to evade, others still ignore the incoming ordnance and fire off some missiles at you, only to have them deflected when Coaxoch dumps her countermeasure pod. One plane, in its haste to evade the incoming missiles, banked hard left as its ally turned right, colliding with each other and knocking themselves right out of the sky. One of the enemy squadron leaders attempts to cover their teammates with their own countermeasures, only to be skewered by your own leader's PPC. It's impossible to tell who killed who, but by the time enemy contacts stop rapidly dropping off your map, only eleven planes remain.

Clearly those pilots are foreigners who enlisted in the military for some reason

[mlockha]

You go to the park instead where three probably homoloveuals are having a little bit of breakfast. Two of them anyways. The third one appears to be trying to sleep on her companion's shoulder, who shakes her in mock anger.

"Hello, Raiden team. Am I intruding on anything."

[Swat 3]

I curse under my breathe as I break away and begin to maneuver.

Priorities:
1) Get out of cannon fire.
2) Get out of planes' frontal view.
3) Get on one or both of their tails.
4a) Put the middle finger up after firing 3 missiles at each plane under cover of cannon fire from yours truly.
4b) Proceed to attack until planes are disabled.
5) Assist Steele.

all the while hopefully my squad leader possibly helping me

possibly

[xxxxkill]

"Hello, Raiden team. Am I intruding on anything."

The smallest of the group quietly groans, "...can human beings even get up at 7 in the morning..."
Her blonde companion quickly shakes her again, eliciting another groan. The silvery-haired one greets you with a smile and invites you to sit. With three girls. For tea.
Don't drop the spaghetti.

[mlockha]

The smallest of the group quietly groans, "...can human beings even get up at 7 in the morning..."
Her blonde companion quickly shakes her again, eliciting another groan. The silvery-haired one greets you with a smile and invites you to sit. With three girls. For tea.
Don't drop the spaghetti.

"Eh. Sure."
Obrad walks over and takes a seat, finding a cup and filling it (or getting it filled) with tea.

[Qwepir]

Clearly those pilots are foreigners who enlisted in the military for some reason

nah its just what happens when you have a military made up of 12 year old girls
soon as sempai goes down in flames they dont know what the forget to do

[xxxxkill]

"Eh. Sure."
Obrad walks over and takes a seat, finding a cup and filling it (or getting it filled) with tea.

You get a teacup filled with, surprise, tea. Meanwhile the silver-haired woman introduces you to herself and everybody else. She is Musashi Sakuya, position 1-2. The blonde one is Yamato "Erwin" Matsumoto, although Matsumoto herself immediately insists on being called Erwin, position 1-4. The sleepy one is Hyuuga Mako, position 1-5.
Once that's done Mako slowly leans to the side, obviously somehow unused to the whole "waking up early thing" despite it being 7:56, her being in the military, and how 7:56 isn't that early anyways. Don't question why there's tea at 7:56 there's tea all the time. Erwin quickly pinches Mako's cheek, quickly saying "Oi! Stay awake will you, commander's gonna lose it if you fall asleep in the roosterpit."
Second Lieutenant Hyuuga makes a quiet squeaking noise and quickly smacks Erwin's peaked cap, which makes the latter immediately let go and adjust it properly. The whole time, Sakuya is quietly smiling and sipping tea as though she's used to her comrades acting like twelve-year old girls in a slice of life anime.
In fact it's starting to feel like this entire scenario is right out of a slice-of-life chinese cartoon.
What's a China.

nah its just what happens when you have a military made up of 12 year old girls
soon as sempai goes down in flames they dont know what the forget to do

Th-that's not true- actually yeah it probably would be.

[ZombiLoin]

"YEEAAAAHHHH"
Simon comes in with a bang, literally. After buzzing the airfield's control tower, much to the annoyance of anyone in that tower who wanted to stay alive, Simon flies up straight into the sky with his F/A-18. He climbs higher and higher, until he finally stalls. He ejects out of his fully loaded plane, which spins out of control and crash lands in the middle of the park where Obrad is sitting.
"Wake up."
"nbbrhhhbbbh"
"C'mon hurry the forget up and get off the plane before I fly your ass back to the NAUC airbase."

After a few minutes, Simon stumbles out of the shuttle plane out into the open airfield. His F/A-18 should be arriving sometime soon. In the meantime he has to find his squadron, namely his squad mates Obrad and Victor.

He also had to stop dreaming stupid stuff like that fantasy about crashing the F/A-18. It's not good for the mind.

[mlockha]

You get a teacup filled with, surprise, tea. Meanwhile the silver-haired woman introduces you to herself and everybody else. She is Musashi Sakuya, position 1-2. The blonde one is Yamato "Erwin" Matsumoto, although Matsumoto herself immediately insists on being called Erwin, position 1-4. The sleepy one is Hyuuga Mako, position 1-5.
Once that's done Mako slowly leans to the side, obviously somehow unused to the whole "waking up early thing" despite it being 7:56, her being in the military, and how 7:56 isn't that early anyways. Don't question why there's tea at 7:56 there's tea all the time. Erwin quickly pinches Mako's cheek, quickly saying "Oi! Stay awake will you, commander's gonna lose it if you fall asleep in the roosterpit."
Second Lieutenant Hyuuga makes a quiet squeaking noise and quickly smacks Erwin's peaked cap, which makes the latter immediately let go and adjust it properly. The whole time, Sakuya is quietly smiling and sipping tea as though she's used to her comrades acting like twelve-year old girls in a slice of life anime.
In fact it's starting to feel like this entire scenario is right out of a slice-of-life chinese cartoon.
What's a China.

Obrad chuckles and drinks his tea.
"I am Obrad Antokolskiy, Mjolinir 1-1."