I pop two packs of countermeasures and use the lift fan again to quickly nose up steeply while punching the throttle, firing a pair of AAMs for his trouble.
The less maneuverable plane doesn't even consider giving chase to you, instead breaking off, accompanied by a deployment of flares. Holt looks for another target and sets his sights on Crash again.
I see that the Morgenstern has lost it's interest, and begin my dive on it. He's put his ass towards me. I compel the drone to attack the Morgenstern again, and prepare to launch heatseekers.
The Morgenstern charges on through the drone's Heatseeker and begins locking on to you once more.
I punch the turbochargers and climb to get above the Morgenstern and get a guns solution.
You lug your lumbering ass over there but aren't able to acquire a solution immediately. Those bombs under your wings aren't helping.
"[Can you hear me?]"
"[Anyways- Listen. I've been told about this former Mjolnir pilot named Kissinger who shot one of your men while he was ejecting. I personally apologize on behalf of Mjolnir, to you, because I am the only Huit-born member of the squadron. I understand why you're taking extra precaution about your downed man- but that is not needed. Not here. Perhaps with another squadron- but not these men. I am not the squadron leader, I'm actually a new guy, but we will not shoot your man. If one of the Mjolnir pilots even thinks about shooting your Rafale pilot down, I will personally kick them in the ass- whether we're dead or alive. I am not asking for mercy, I am not asking for anything. I just need you to know that that will not happen with these men.]"

: [You murdered Grigory Berezin at Taiton. You killed sailors abandoning their ships in the Malantan Sea. And if the stories are true, and i have no reason to doubt them, you killed
hundreds of civilians at Akron. Nobody is believing your lies here.]
Sounds like Mjolnir finally has a reputation among the enemy.
"they're sending Jaguars at me?"
Walt deploys chaff then immediately turns around to meat Rousseau with a load of LCP
"I'm a little intimidated by the squad leader but that things just a tortoise for maneuverability."
As you fire on Rosseau, Coaxoch's co-pilot swings the turret around and blasts you with the LBX. One of the shells goes straight into an intake, tearing up the insides and causing your top engine to flame out, hampering maneuverability.

:
[stuff!] I'm in a bad way over here!

: Disengage, we will cover you! Miller, move up and take his place.
Coaxoch fires her MMS at you, sending a dozen missiles your way.
Bell starts lining up a shot with the KSM on Miller's Jaguar.
All seems to be going well until Miller suddenly banks and puts on the speed to catch up to where Rosseau just was, muddying up your calculations.
