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I max the trim settings and increase the angle of attack on my right wing's flap to the takeoff setting before raising my left wing's flap entirely. I break off in a wide, descending turn as I attempt to maintain airspeed. Then I cut the hydraulic lines from the left wing, after locking the flap.
"Mayday, mayday, mayday. I've lost half of my tail and my wings can't take much more. Engines fell out with the rest of the missing tail."
I turn towards friendly ground forces, and search for a field. I jettison my fuel load and deploy the auxillery power unit.
I begin using the remaining rudder as a means of extra roll authority.
Your squadmates having apparently abandoned you, Jensen is able to attack again unchallenged. He swings back around, approaching from below and behind, and shears your left wing off with a beam laser. Your plane begins dropping out of the sky.
I try to stay on the Tukreb's tail, firing lasers at its engines. I look around for anyone else that might try to engage me.
You pour as much fire into the Tukreb as you can before it manages to break out of your gunsights. You look to the right just in time to see a gauss slug fly over your nose, courtesy of Hetzer.
I bank around, and try to get on Ulrich's tail.
You make an attempt, but aren't quite able to get on his backside on this pass.
Bell engages Paladius by diving down vertically towards the Turkreb and firing off her LCP while releasing a heat-seeker.
He gets hit by the laser but drops flares and breaks right, leaving Walt free to go.
: [Sir, there's too many of them! What are we supposed to do against this many planes?]
: [Remain calm. I'll get us some help. To any Allied planes, this is Onyx Squadron, we need immediate assistance. Aesthian aircraft outnumber us by a significant margin.]
: [We're on it!] Alright every-one, it is time to ditch this turkey shoot, we are needed at a
real fight!
: Yes Ma'am!
A flight of Huit planes break off from the main engagement and start heading towards you. Meanwhile, Telarius manages to turn the tables on Nagato.
: Where the hell did he go? No way he can maneuver that tight!
: He's above you at five o' clock.
: How the fu-
The Imperial plane launches one of its vortex missiles at Nagato, striking her topside. The running lights on her plane flicker out and her comms go to static as her plane begins tumbling out of control.