Poll

period race

.
.

Author Topic: ABS FIESTA REDUX  (Read 1526877 times)



Heavy breathing ensues.
"stuff, that was close!"

"What the forget?!"
I pull up hard and break away, hoping not to catch any fire on my way out, and drop two packs of chaff.
« Last Edit: June 03, 2015, 12:02:24 AM by Gojira »

The admiral depresses the activation trigger, and the nuclear device detonates. Rather than destroying the dreadnought and its entire escort, the entirety of the destructive force is channeled down the barrel of the cannon, emerging as a blinding cone of light. The Kintharian detachment is entirely obliterated; whatever ships weren't completely atomized had their crews boiled alive and were drawn in and capsized as the ocean rushed in to fill the channel left behind by the beam. The battlefield is now covered in an eerie, visibility reducing mist, a result of the millions of gallons of vaporized water. The only reason the Mercanan fleet remains is due to their captain's caution, which put them just out of reach of the weapon.


oh god
it gets worse doesn't it
we're gonna lose the whole fleet


"What the forget? Who the forget brought Armageddon here? Was that a forgetin' thermo-nuclear bomb?"

Faw starts to sweat and hyperventilate.

"That can be their only use, right?
Right?!"

Walters face goes white at the bright light that emitted from below

I rock my aircraft back and forth a few times then turn around and make a sharp dive in the opposing direction of the shiva.

"Hey any of you guys with torps or ASMs, It's a narrow target but try and aim for the bow of the dreadnought, if we get that thing aiming downward it's range will go down too."
« Last Edit: June 03, 2015, 12:18:26 AM by Badger »

"Holy forget. I think that was a nuclear bomb. How the hell did they direct the fire? What kind of gun can take those kinds of stresses?"
Walters face goes white at the bright light that emitted from below

I rock my aircraft back and forth a few times then turn around and make a sharp dive in the opposing direction of the shiva.

"Hey any of you guys with torps or ASMs, It's a narrow target but try and aim for the bow of the dreadnought, if we get that thing aiming downward it's range will go down too."
"Sure, if you want to get loving vaporized."
I start panicking. We're never going to take this thing down if it has armor similar to whatever that gun's made out of.

"Yeah, I'm not coming close to that thing."


"Who knows what that loving barrel is made out of."

"Whoah! loving radar spike! Wait, what the forget!" I remark, seeing the aftermath of what happened.

I fire the last AAM at the Sabre.

approaching it from the side not the front

approaching it from the side not the front
the guns can rotate or am i handicapped

the nuclear blast gun is literally a giant tube in the middle of the ship pointing out the bow

the nuclear blast gun is literally a giant tube in the middle of the ship pointing out the bow
i guess i'm handicapped