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"Gods' Damn these thing take a loving beating!"

I prepare to attack Sabre-1, and wrestle the aircraft on to him. I fire the P3 and follow up with a missile shot.

All the while I get giddy that I'm on the Sabre's tail. I grin and shiver in exhilaration as I watch the bolt of plasma go.

"Ark's sake, I can't hit anything!"
I try to stay on the tail of Jag-6, firing my guns every time he crosses my sights.

Unfortunately, Qwepir cannot update today because he ran into some medical complications. He should be fine, but he's taking painkillers and couldn't sleep at all last night.


all that vicodin
Actually I have a cyst on my sitting spot that makes sitting dreadfully uncomfortable and sleeping borderline impossible. Fortunately I saw a doctor earlier in the morning and was prescribed some painkillers but they're so potent that I've been feeling immensely drowsy and unfocused all day (the fact that I literally didn't get any sleep last night certainly doesn't help). So yeah, sorry I can't update today, hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to since I'll have had some sleep.

Bell tries to maneuver her Razorback so that the Sabre's attention will be focused on her and Whiskey will be able to line up a shot.

Actually I have a cyst on my sitting spot that makes sitting dreadfully uncomfortable and sleeping borderline impossible. Fortunately I saw a doctor earlier in the morning and was prescribed some painkillers but they're so potent that I've been feeling immensely drowsy and unfocused all day (the fact that I literally didn't get any sleep last night certainly doesn't help). So yeah, sorry I can't update today, hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to since I'll have had some sleep.

well forget that sounds stuffty.

at least the painkillers are working for ya

Its kinda good that its slown down a bit. Im travelling so ill try my best to post when I can. Get well soon qwep

mission theme

Roger moves in to assist shortsword, attacking the pursuant who already has its hands full with the drone stuck on his tail.
You come up in time to see Crash's two drones open fire on the Sabre.

I prepare to attack Sabre-1, and wrestle the aircraft on to him. I fire the P3 and follow up with a missile shot.
The plasma bolt blows the plane to pieces, somehow averting a meltdown.

"Ark's sake, I can't hit anything!"
I try to stay on the tail of Jag-6, firing my guns every time he crosses my sights.
His evasive maneuvers make it nigh impossible to keep him in your sights for more than a split second, but you manage to get lucky and destroy one of his engines. They begin losing altitude rather rapidly and in a very predictable fashion. Hell you might actually be able to line up a shot for once.

Bell tries to maneuver her Razorback so that the Sabre's attention will be focused on her and Whiskey will be able to line up a shot.
The Sabre does indeed keep its attention on Shortsword, opening fire with its laser weapons and a missile. Fortunately, the razorback takes the hits like a champ and shoots down the missile with the LAMS. Your drone hits Shiva-2 with its last missile.
: AMMUNITION DEPLETED. REQUEST PERMISSION TO DISENGAGE FOR RESUPPLY.

A few miles away on the shoreline, you can see the explosions indicating that the Mercanan orbital bombardment is underway. Meanwhile, much closer, you can see the explosions among the fleet indicating that there are still strike planes to be taken care of.
: Pumps are overloaded, we're taking on water!

« Last Edit: March 24, 2017, 11:38:21 AM by Qwepir »

"Sabre down!"

I order the drones to attack the Shiva, and begin a dive on the Sabre that is on Bell's tail.

I try to line up a shot and knock Jag-6 out of the sky.

it's already going down though

I try to line up a shot on 7.
« Last Edit: July 13, 2015, 02:27:17 PM by blockguy™ »

"We have squad mates that need help and you two loving idiots are chasing a crashing aircraft! I didn't think I was going to see something so loving stupid! Gods! Could you be any more dense?!"

I growl into the radio. Never did I think I'd see something so stupid. I realize that I let my aim slip, and correct it.

I try to line up a shot on 6.

bell loses all faith in tourist

meanwhile she jumps on the turbocharger again and grants permission for the drone to go resupply