ABS FIESTA - LOCKED EDITION

[Steele]

"We can handle ourselves, Major."
I veer off, not even hearing the bullet pings. I then come back for another round on the dirigible, firing yet another Block-III, and maintain heading until I have to turn off because of the shield.
"No Block-IIIs remaining. Turtle, you take the last shot. I'll get rid of the god damn helicopter."
I manage to get a couple of shots off at the helicopter with the rotary cannon, and one volley of the MMS-6.

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[Qwepir]

I am forced to do a hard maneuver in order to stay on the super-helicopter's tail.

Try as you might to stay on it, the chopper lays on the speed and escapes the pursuit. However, it is no longer chasing Steele, giving him a clear shot at the airship.

I manage to get a couple of shots off at the helicopter with the rotary cannon, and one volley of the MMS-6.

The missile is intercepted by the defense turret, and the terrorist mocks you over the radio again. You break off your attack run and notice the Dragon has abandoned its pursuit of you and is more or less defenseless. With a burst of cannonfire and a volley of missiles, the enemy craft is sent spiraling out of control, where it ricochets off the airship's shield and sails back up into the air, eventually exploding like a billion dollar firework.

[Steele]

"Turtle, I need you to destroy the airship, I have no Block-IIIs remainingn. Be careful of the point defense turret on top."
I turn away from the airship.

[NoZoner]

"What the hell? You're just as bad as Crux."

"forget off, starfish. They're not even on my ass yet and you have the stuff to diss an attack pilot doing your dirty work? Some leader you're turning out to be!"

[blockguy™]

"forget off, starfish. They're not even on my ass yet and you have the stuff to diss an attack pilot doing your dirty work? Some leader you're turning out to be!"

who are you talking to

[Operator¹]

bogey dope mk2

[Swat 3]

I feel kind of sad that Steele took both of my potential super helicopter kills.

He made it look easy. >insert sad face
I carefully target the ship-thing, being wary of the turret, and fire two Block III missiles (spread out enough to not get ricochet from each other). I then pull up hard, avoiding the magical super shield by whatever much, and get out of its firing range.

[Qwepir]

I carefully target the ship-thing, being wary of the turret, and fire two Block III missiles (spread out enough to not get ricochet from each other). I then pull up hard, avoiding the magical super shield by whatever much, and get out of its firing range.

The missiles reach their mark, but you wind up so close to the ship by the time you pull up that the turret is able to pay full attention to you, and your undercarriage is pelted with enemy fire. A dud shell penetrates the roosterpit right between your legs and exits through the top of the canopy, missing you by a hair.

Coaxoch: "Are you two finished yet? We need to hurry this up."

[Swat 3]

I gasp as a big-ass hole appears between my legs on the bottom and top of my roosterpit. I swear to god I also saw a shell make them. Oh my GOD IT WAS THAT CLOSE.

I scream on the radio in shock.

[Qwepir]

I scream on the radio in shock.

Coaxoch: "Steele, did Dax just die?"

[Steele]

"Nope, he's still flying, probably just terrified. Anyways, I'll see if I can't get an MMS volley in on it. If I can do that, then we know the shield's down."
I fly in on an attack vector to launch an MMS-6 at the mag-dir. Once I do, I veer off just before I would normally hit the shield.

[Qwepir]

"Nope, he's still flying, probably just terrified. Anyways, I'll see if I can't get an MMS volley in on it. If I can do that, then we know the shield's down."

Coaxoch: "NO, you IDIOT."

Your weapon controls get locked before you can fire.

Coaxoch: "Did you forget the part where the terrorists have that thing filled with bombs? If you blow that thing up you'll rain a million tons of metal down on the towns below! [Commander, my boys say they have dropped the shield, you should be free to drop off your payload.]"

Incoyotl: "[Yes, it looks like they were indeed successful. I am making my run now.]"

He takes his dropship over to the dirigible, popping the PD turret with a precise laser blast from his chin gun and releasing his complement of drop troopers onto the flight deck.

Incoyotl: "My men have boarded the craft and are clearing it of hostiles. Coaxoch, you and your flight will provide overwatch, in case any more enemy fighters show up."

Coaxoch sighs. "All-right you two. Do not fire on the dirigible. Do keep an eye out and prevent any enemy forces from doing so themselves. We need to keep it safe until the drop troops have disarmed the bombs."

[Swat 3]

After pulling myself together, I speak into the radio, quite a bit of wind in the background can be heard.

"Uh, my roosterpit has two holes in it, dud shot made them, inches from my crotch." I say a little shaken up.
is there some sort of patch kit or something?

[Steele]

forget I actually did forget about that sorry.
"Yes ma'am."
I fly around the dirigible, patrolling, and feeling like a total moron.

[Qwepir]

Everything is fairly calm, until the infantry team comes on the radio.

"[We found where they're keeping the bombs, but the terrorists have welded the door shut, and we have every reason to believe they've already set the timer. By the time we cut our way in, they could have already gone off. We're going to try to move the dirigible away from this town, hopefully less people will be hurt if or when it blows.]"

Incoyotl: "[Understood. There is a sizable lake due north of the dirigible's current position, minimal civilian presence. Try moving it there.]"

Coaxoch: "Heads up, guys, we've got incoming! Looks like a single F-18. Go get them, I'll stay back here in case it gets past you somehow."