"Contact, 12 o'clock high. Only had him tracked for a second. Good chance he's stealth." I readjust my grip on the stick and clench my jaw.
The contact returns, this time with friends. Six diminutive combat UAVs dive out of the clouds, opening fire on Shortsword and Walt with heatseekers. Which is odd, because you all should have been able to see them coming long before they got in heatseeker range.
I start climbing farther to the left to raise my altitude above the spottings.
You meet the incoming drones head-on, and your plane gives off a shrill warning that a missile is inbound. In addition, whatever was locking on to you before begins tracking you again.
bell pulls on the stick to gain altitude
Shortsword is just about in the same boat as Walt, facing down two heatseekers and six drones, only with a radar-guided missile coming in from long range.
In firing on the squadron, whoever is hiding off in the distance has made themselves at least partly visible. Two unidentified contacts show up on your HUDs, and neither the drones nor the stealth planes seem to have noticed Gus and Faw yet.
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