I come around spray the area some more.
With only two targets left you aren't entirely sure if your inaccurate fire even hit anything.
I order the drone back onto the outlying target.
I double back and launch a JSM at one of the target in the third group, then strafe the last remaining one with a shot from the P3. The anxiety knots itself up harder. It is overridden by a sense of excitement as I make the run and pull out of it.
The drone drops an AGM on the bunker.
Not only do you wipe out the forces taking cover in a fortified dugout, you start a fire in its immediate surroundings. Though the damp area ensures it probably won't spread, you have effectively prevented anyone from taking advantage of that position. Unfortunately, firing this third shot in such a short span from the last two has triggered the emergency shutdown of the weapon.
The P3's cooling system hisses audibly as it begins shedding the massive amount of heat that the gun has generated.
Not only does the cooling system hiss, but the roosterpit tempurature raises by approximately 30 degrees (fahrenheit because you are an aesthian). In addition, the venting of such quantities of superheated gas damages the fuselage further.
I turn around for another pass on group ÆO!xoc.
You swing your flying landship around and line up for another gun run.
another strafe run I guess
You clean up what's left of group 3.
rockets on g2
UHH
Also rockets on G2 (i've had rocket pods this whole time wtf)
You perform your rocket runs in a cross over the enemy emplacements, wiping out the majority of them in one run.

: We got fast movers at tree-height! Take cover!
A squad of Huit attack VTOLs come screaming onto the beach, laying waste to armor and infantry alike. 1 and 2 keep moving, while 3 and 4 loiter and begin firing on allied units with their chin guns. One of the air-superiority drones goes down due to MANPADS, and the new guy enters the battlefield at extreme range.
