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Bell fires an AAM at a Gripen within close range and opens up with the pulse laser before turning to engage the Rafales.

edit: i've edited this like 10 times already
« Last Edit: April 09, 2015, 07:54:12 PM by Operator¹ »

"forget meeee."
I take a look and see Cassius going down.
"forget. Oxide's down! Kibble, what are you doing?!"
I fire off a heatseeker at one of the Gripens and spray it with some flak.
Bell fires an AAM at a Gripen within close range and opens up with the pulse laser before turning to engage the Rafales.
Steele's Heatseeker softens up the Gripen for Kibble's AAM to finish off, but when he tries to fire his flak cannon he is only able to get two shots off before it locks up, overheated. Turning the pulse laser on the second gripen, Kibble opens up with a burst of freemy death that does its job more than well enough, causing the enemy craft to explode outright. Though, lacking a heatsink, it did rack up enough heat to raise the roosterpit temperature to somewhat uncomfortable levels.

Your planes again warn you of incoming RGMs.


(now updated with red borders to indicate incoming missiles so hopefully no oopsies in the future)
Remaining enemy craft:
2x Rafale (long range)
1x Huit AWACS (long range)
« Last Edit: March 14, 2017, 10:08:05 AM by Qwepir »

Bell disperses chaff and climbs away from the RGM, still keeping the Rafale in sight.

"Talisman, fall back to the AWACS for resupply, I'll try to keep these guys busy while you stock up."

edit: you forgot to make an AAM red
« Last Edit: April 09, 2015, 08:19:53 PM by Operator¹ »

"Copy, thanks."
I rendezvous with the AWACs, maneuving to get out of the lock circle and dropping my last two chaff.
"Six RGMs and 3 more heatseekers ASAP, please."

Bell disperses chaff and climbs away from the RGM, still keeping the Rafale in sight.
The missile goes for the bait. The Rafales, and surprisingly, the AWACS, turn towards you and begin closing fast.

"Copy, thanks."
I rendezvous with the AWACs, maneuving to get out of the lock circle and dropping my last two chaff.
"Six RGMs and 3 more heatseekers ASAP, please."
: We're almost out of materials, but we'll give you what we can.


Remaining enemy craft:
2x Rafale (mid range)
1x Huit AWACS (mid range)
« Last Edit: March 14, 2017, 10:08:22 AM by Qwepir »

Bell locks onto both of the Rafales and fires off one heatseeker for each one. She then dives in an evasive maneuver, hoping to lure the enemy aircraft to low altitude so that Steele can shoot at the enemy with an altitude advantage.

I lock on to the enemy AWACS and fire off a radar guided missile.

Bell locks onto both of the Rafales and fires off one heatseeker for each one. She then dives in an evasive maneuver, hoping to lure the enemy aircraft to low altitude so that Steele can shoot at the enemy with an altitude advantage.
They both drop flares and split in opposite directions, coming around behind you and following you down in an attempt to get on your tail, taking the bait. They open up on you with their guns but mostly miss.

I lock on to the enemy AWACS and fire off a radar guided missile.
The sky is lit up by the AWACS' top-mounted LAMS as it attempts to shoot down the missile. Though it appears to hit the missile once, it wasn't enough, and the RGM slams into the front of the AWACS. But as the smoke clears, you see that this didn't appear to slow down its charge one bit. You notice something deploy under its "chin", but aren't sure what.


Remaining enemy craft:
2x Rafale (close range, chasing kibble)
1x Huit AWACS (mid range, charging steele)
« Last Edit: March 14, 2017, 10:08:39 AM by Qwepir »

"What the hell is that?"
I fly in to get a closer look, doing my best to evade any LAMS that are on the bottom, and maneuver so the damn thing doesn't ram me and kill me that way.
« Last Edit: October 19, 2018, 12:59:20 AM by Gojira »

"What the hell is that?"
I fly in to get a closer look, doing my best to evade any LAMS that are on the bottom, and maneuver so the damn thing doesn't ram me and kill me that way. After getting a good look-
After getting a good look at it, you discover that the thing under the chin is a laser cannon that has been tracking you since it deployed. Before you are able to pull away, your plane is pierced by a beam of red light, and you are engulfed in the ensuing explosion. You have been killed. rev up that new character sheet!
: [[TRIUMPHANT MOONSPEAK]]


Remaining enemy craft:
2x Rafale (close range, chasing kibble)
1x Huit AWACS (mid range, charging the Mercanan AWACS)
« Last Edit: March 14, 2017, 10:09:02 AM by Qwepir »

I take a good look at the laser cannon and note that it's tracking... well, me.
"Huh? Oh sh- KSSSCH"
Steele's last words are cut off, and all that's audible from his radio is static. The shattered remains of his aircraft rain down on the desert.
« Last Edit: October 19, 2018, 01:00:40 AM by Gojira »

uh

UH

is this going to be a tpk? i don't like tpks :(

alright one is downed and survived. yaayyy

Hurricane isn't dead, he ejected from his out-of-control plane. Steele just died before he could. And I have faith in Operator's abilities to pull a win out of this.

yep steele's dead
i'll have a new character tomorrow i'm really tired

I watch the air battle from my parachute. An ugly, unaerodynamic aircraft fired bright beams into the sky. Two small fighters chase a larger one.

I watch as a red lance of light pierces one of our aircraft.

"No. NO! Eject! Eject you mother forgeter, get out!" I yell.

But the aircraft had exploded. Contorted remains fall to the desert floor. I continue my descent, and likely will for the next several minutes.

Boom

That sickening sound catches up with me. It's distant. My heart skips a beat.

I slump over in the parachute, upset. There's only Kibble now. Mjolnir can't do stuff. We can't sink a ship, we can't escort two cargo aircraft. We're the probably the stufftiest squadron in all of NAUC.