ABS FIESTA REDUX

[Operator¹]

: Listen up every-one. These are Aesthian planes flying cover for the enemy. They do not respect the same rules we and the rest of the GTO do when it comes to fighting, if you get shot down they will do their best to kill you. I want you all to stay safe, don't overcommit, and if you find yourself going down, pray that these barbarians will overlook you.

"This stuff about Kissinger again?"

Bell strafes G2 with her GAU and rockets.

[Ad Bot]

[CypherX]

I maintain course until the missile hits, keeping my eyes on the radar.

"Hahaha... I read you loud and clear CURGIO..."

[Gojira]

"Yeah I think it is about Kissinger. stuff."

[Juncoph]

Name: Markus Gunvald
Nickname: Apex
Age: 32
Piloting Preference: A2A

Backstory:
First entered the NAUC armed forces as a jarhead, when he was 20. Further down the line, he participated in a failed landing on one of the Huit islands that dot the nation… and watched as his squad was quite literally blown to pieces. Made it out, and gained a nifty scar.
After getting the boot as a result of his injuries, he simply moved to a different branch - the air force. Instead of being scared by seeing his buddies go, he decided to seek a vengeance, of sorts.

Picture: qq

Build:
Mildly toned, but unimpressive. Relatively broad shoulders, slight physical imposition. Nothing your average soldier would be afraid of, however. Blank stare. Blond, brown eyes. Big scar on the palm of his left hand. 5'10.

Personality:
Cool-headed, but unfriendly. Very strict in mannerisms and small talk. Only thinks of the mission, not the morale.

[Qwepir]

I try to work out whose voice it is while strafing group 4.

The dual cannons shred the light defensive emplacements with no problem.

Bell strafes G2 with her GAU and rockets.

And the rockets have an even easier time tearing the defenders apart.

I maintain course until the missile hits, keeping my eyes on the radar.

The missile reaches its target and destroys it. Due to the time it took to get there you're now considerably closer to the battleground and further use of RGMs will be that much more difficult.

Meanwhile, the drone shoots down VTOL-2 and VTOL-3 continues to lay waste to the marines, taking light damage from a landing hovercraft before wiping it off the face of the planet. Making matters worse is the hostile air wing arriving on-scene to back up the defenders.

But it's not all doom and gloom, fortunately some marine elements have pushed up the beach and are engaging the Huits in close combat in the jungle. Unfortunately they are engaging Huits in close combat in a jungle. Needless to say the assault will be halted if the enemy planes are allowed to prevent reinforcements from reaching the front.

We'll put you in shortly.

[blockguy™]

COAXOCH
"Who is Kissinger?"

[CypherX]

"Who the hell is this guy?" I say as I fire the afterburners and climb into the clouds.

[Operator¹]

"Who is Kissinger?"

"Some forget who killed a bailed-out pilot and got his head stolen off of his corpse."

Bell strafes G3 with her rockets and guns, ordering her remaining drone to open up on G1.

"I'll continue providing air support with Hawkeye, the rest of you need to at least stall the enemy air wing."

[CypherX]

"He was one of ours? And this lady still holds a grudge?"

[Tayasaurus]

"This isn't loving story time, people. Roger, stick to me, it's these guys again."

[Lockebox]

"This isn't loving story time, people. Roger, stick to me, it's these guys again."

"This isn't going to be pretty."

Roger intercepts Tippy.

[Qwepir]

And this guy still holds a grudge?

*gal

[Lockebox]

*gal

ohh stuff

a whoa-man

[Tayasaurus]

*gal

Do i get brownie points for already knowing this

[Mr. Hurricane]

"That whore!" Kissinger howls. You can almost hear his teeth gnashing.

"I'm going to haunt your squadron for being insufferable forgets!"


"This is not the time!" I bellow.

Radar comes back online. The hardware is undamaged, the software is at least running again. The enemy aircraft do not appear. They are beyond the radar's cone radius.

I look at the ESAM, it's back online, but is attempting to contact the drones. The A2G drone comes back online first. I immediately order it to attack the third target group. It reacts slowly.

Datalinks systems are only initializing now.

I look to the P3, it's still out, but it's heat is dissipating. The roosterpit begins to cool.

"I'm at altitude, but I can't tell if I'm above the incoming hostiles yet. All aircraft not engaged in Air to Ground, engage the incoming hostiles, by the gods!"

I punch the throttle and engage afterburners. The aircraft rockets skyward.