ABS FIESTA REDUX

[Badger]

Walt pulls up and breaks off to the right of the group.

"AWACS do we have any new contacts?"

[Ad Bot]

[Operator¹]

Maybe I should have gone on this mission, or not.

[NoZoner]

"Razorback flight, status! ... Anyone?"

Static is all that Richard hears in response.

"... Nothing," he mutters. What the forget was that? Whatever conclusion there was to reach, Richard decides that staying for much longer would undoubtedly put everyone in unnecessary danger.

"Mjolnir flight, we're returning to base! We got what we came here for, let's move!"

[CypherX]

Gus turns off the radio midway through the last message. Every muscle in his body tenses. He shoots a glance out the side of his roosterpit towards Sabre's plane before slowly turning back towards the airbase.

[Mr. Hurricane]

"Copy,"

Jaakko banks and adjusts his heading to along the egress route.

[Gojira]

I watch the Razorback flight go down in flames, then hear Sabre.
"Copy!"
I punch the burners and start heading towards base, strongly doubting the stealth aspect of my aircraft will help me, considering what just happened.

[Qwepir]

I pull up and break off to the right of the group.
"AWACS do we have any new contacts?"

: Yes. Five.

Gus noses up and pushes the throttle, soaring towards the clouds. He punches the side of his roosterpit. "...Orders, Sabre?"

"Mjolnir flight, we're returning to base! We got what we came here for, let's move!"

"Copy,"
Jaakko banks and adjusts his heading to along the egress route.

I punch the burners and start heading towards base, strongly doubting the stealth aspect of my aircraft will help me, considering what just happened.

Mjolnir turns to leave, but the new arrivals are not keen to let you walk away just yet.


: [This is Mjolnir? Their so-called ace squadron!? Bwahaha, look at them go! Aesthia's battle-hardened dogs of war, running scared with their tails between their legs, and we didn't even fire a shot their way! Number two, get a picture.]
: [You got it.]
: [Crew, get the forty loaded back up. Just in case these "aces" aren't as cowardly as they look.]
: [Right away, Sky Marshal sir!]

[CypherX]

"AWACs, I need a resupply, if you can manage." Gus flies towards it as fast as the PAK FA can manage.

[Gojira]

"What the hell is that?!"
I change course towards AWACS, jettison my armament, and follow Gus.

[Qwepir]

sabre your squad seems to be getting uppity, you gonna issue any new orders?

[Gojira]

"Everything I know about aerodynamics tells me that thing shouldn't even be flying."

[blockguy™]

"It's probably got as much maneuverability as a bus."

[NoZoner]

"Maneuverable or not, I don't want to take any chances on that thing, not now."

Yui and Ralph's banter weighs on Richard's mind. He calms himself down and tries to think.

"If there's anything we need to worry about first, it's those Sabres. They'll hunt us down if we try to make a run for it. For now, I'm dividing the flight. Same teams as before. Rearm if you can, but once they're on us, we're splitting."

The Sabre banks and heads in the same direction as the PAK FA and Razorback, towards the AWACS.

[Mr. Hurricane]

"-copy. Splitting," Jaakko reports.

[blockguy™]

"Pack up on RGM's. If we can drain his chaff supply, he'll be defenseless."