/ACEG/ RPG Session 4(2)

14[19:27] <@Valetni> Finally, the overly long briefing that dragged on for an extra half an hour due to missing slides for the projector comes to a close. You're free at last of the confines of the briefing room, and ready to get up in the air. The ground crew has your planes already loaded up and ready to roll, just waiting on you to hop in and take off.

06[19:28] * Australis_3-1 climbs into her plane and slips on her helmet before beggining pre-flight checks.
06[19:29] * Cosmo_4-1 quickly steps outside, rolling her shoulders and letting out a sigh. She covers the distance between the briefing room and her aircraft, quickly sitting inside of it and sliding her gear on.
[19:30] <Aster_4-2> "You look nervous, Owlert!" Aster throws her legs over the side of the cockpit and deposits herself within. She goes through the familiar motions of gearing herself for flight.
06[19:32] * Lancelot_4-4 looks over the Joyeux one more time before stepping into the cockpit.
06[19:33] * Owlert_3-2 chuckles at Aster's quip as he places his flight helmet onto his head. "I could say the same to you, flower-girl." He then begins his own preflight checks.
06[19:33] * Strix_4-3 knocks on his helmet, looking over the new controls of his MiG-27.
06[19:36] * Cosmo_4-1 silently makes her way onto the runway, sure that her flight is on her tail. She deftly guides her plane into the air, ascending with little difficulty.
06[19:38] * Aster_4-2 fastens her helmet as the canopy shudders shut. The plane lurches into motion, and as Cosmo peels off the runway into the skies, she follows closely behind.
06[19:39] * Strix_4-3 follows behind Aster, bringing his plane into the air with ease. "Glorious Yukto engineering..."
06[19:40] * Lancelot_4-4 simply enters the air without any fanfare, enjoying his improved plane without speaking.
06[19:42] * Australis_3-1 follows behind lancelot in her F-20. She noses up and brings her plane to altitude while humming casually.

14[19:43] <@Valetni> Takeoff is much simpler now that the runway is once more intact, you easily climb off the tarmac and into the sky. Forming up, you turn north, towards Directus.

06[19:43] * Owlert_3-2 pushes his throttle forward, bringing his plane along the runway and eventually pulling up and away from the tarmac, joining the rest of the flight.
06[19:46] * Cosmo_4-1 eases back in her seat, speaking, "Alright, Nadir, Apogee Flight will be kind enough to keep those interceptor craft off of our backs while we're down there smashing shit up. Keep a low altitude and take out those anti-aircraft guns first, we don't want to get shot to pieces before the fun's began."
06[19:48] * Aster_4-2 eyes the clouds parting through the blade of her wings. "I hear you."
[19:49] <Lancelot_4-4> "understood."
06[19:49] * Owlert_3-2 falls in line behind Australis. "Roger that, 4-1."
[19:50] <Australis_3-1> "Alright Owlert, Intel shows A-10s and Aj-37s. They're packing big guns but their radars shit, so keep your distance. Clean them up fast so we can get to the ground pounding. Nadir, if anything gets too close just give us a howl." Australis forms up with Owlert off Nadir's left side.
[19:53] <Cosmo_4-1> "I want that air defense tank gone before it can give us any trouble, but don't risk your ass just to claim the kill. Keep your eye on the allied ground forces below, we're losin' money for every one of those that's disabled. If a tank's getting too close to the formation for comfort, I want it gone."
[19:54] <Aster_4-2> "What's the likelihood that we get blown out of the skies today?"
[19:55] <Cosmo_4-1> "Just keep it low and keep an eye on that anti-air, you should be fine."
06[19:57] * Aster_4-2 's tone lilts as she responds, the aircraft banking slightly to join her lead's angle. "Roger that."
[19:57] <Lancelot_4-4> "How are we going to try and take on the tank? Attack it from two sides and hope their crew gets indecisive?"
[19:59] <Cosmo_4-1> "You and I are in the fastest craft in this flight, we'll take him on in a pincer. Strix can follow up if we don't blow him out in the first pass."
[20:01] <Lancelot_4-4> "Roger that, Cosmo."

[20:01] <@Valetni> Two refuels later and your flight is fast approaching Directus. Taking the long way has you coming in from the north, behind the Osean forces that will be little more than a speedbump without your help. In the distance to the south you can see smoke rising from the city.

[20:01] <Lancelot_4-4> "Damn."
[20:02] <Strix_4-3> "Alright, Lancelot, you're on me. We're going to provide the closest air support that the continent's ever seen."
[20:02] <Lancelot_4-4> "Right after we get that tank, Strix."
06[20:03] * Australis_3-1 accquires the friendly pair of A-10s on Radar and opens communications with them. "Ustian A-10s at 30 degrees, this is Apogee lead, do you read?"

14[20:04] <@Valetni> "Roger that Apogee Lead, this is Hailstorm lead." Comes the reply over the radio.

06[20:05] * Aster_4-2 surrenders a sigh, the inky plumes of smoke pulling her eyes down toward the fiery chaos ahead. "Looks like Hell from up here."
06[20:06] * Owlert_3-2 whistles, aweing at the battlefield. "You can say that again."
[20:07] <Cosmo_4-1> "On me, 4-2." She begins to descend, lowering herself to a rather low altitude as they begin to approach the combat zone.
[20:07] <Australis_3-1> "Alright Hailstorm lead, Nadir is going to move in to groundpound with you while myself and Apogee 2 provide air cover. If things get hairy, just give a holler and we'll come around... What's the situation like one the ground?"
06[20:07] * Aster_4-2 pulls the nose down after Cosmo. "On your tail."
06[20:09] * Australis_3-1 maintains altitude and scans the area, visually and with radar, in search of the enemy aircraft.
[20:10] <Owlert_3-2> "Spot any bandits, 3-1?"
06[20:10] * Strix_4-3 dips down to a lower altitude as well, tilting his aircraft to the side to see the battlefield more clearly. He'd be scanning the area for the AA gun.

14[20:11] <@Valetni> "Whole lotta angry Belkans is the situation on the ground. We've been able to keep our counterparts off the fellas on the ground, but they're doing the same to us and neither of our planes were designed for dogfighting, it's a little weird." Hailstorm lead remarks.

[20:14] <Australis_3-1> "Roger that Hailstorm. 3-2, on me." Australis rolls over and turns to come in above the belkan A-10s.
06[20:18] * Owlert_3-2 banks his plane in the direction of the A-10's, following closely behind Australis.
[20:18] <Owlert_3-2> "Roger that, lets show these guys how it's done."
[20:19] <Strix_4-3> "Get on my tail, Lancelot, we're an element here."
[20:19] <Lancelot_4-4> "Alright."
06[20:33] * Cosmo_4-1 decreases her speed as she lowers her altitude, making her way towards the lead formation. She ejects three of her snakeeyes from their racks on top of the lead element, letting them fall to the ground as she tries to flee.

14[20:35] <@Valetni> The bombs drop, and then slow as their retarder fins spring open, allowing Cosmo enough time to escape from the blast radius. The first bomb lands well short of the formation, but the other two managed a direct hit and a near miss, crippling three of the five vehicles in that group.

06[20:52] * Cosmo_4-1 rushes into the middle formation, her moment of clarity immediately interrupted by the swift impact of anti-air. The back of her aircraft ignites as it's hit by a missile, sent into a spiral. She ejects from her craft almost immediately, sent flying into the air.
[20:53] <Lancelot_4-4> "Cosmo!"
[20:54] <Strix_4-3> "Shit, she's down!"
06[20:55] * Strix_4-3 brings his aircraft higher, tilting the wing to get a visual on Cosmo's parachute. "Aster, Lancelot, avoid flying head on, we're going to take this slow."
[20:56] <Lancelot_4-4> "They've got too much air defense. We need to weed them out until we can make low runs."
[20:57] <Strix_4-3> "Lancelot, Aster, what weapons do you have equipped?"
[20:59] <Owlert_3-2> "3-1, how do you want to take these A-10's? These are A-10A's so they shouldn't be too much of a problem."
[21:03] <Australis_3-1> "Take them with Missiles, 3-2. Don't want to get close to those guns. Same story for the AJs."
[21:10] <Strix_4-3> "I need that loadout, Lance."
[21:12] <Lancelot_4-4> "I've got 4 Sparrows, 4 Standards, 3 Sidewinders, and four runs of three snakeeyes each."
[21:19] <Owlert_3-2> "Shit, sorry 3-1. I can't get a good lock from this distance."
06[21:24] * Australis_3-1 keeps keeps her plane steady at a large altitude and fiddles with her radar, "No worries kid, hold out until you have a clear shot next time." Once she has a lock, Australis looses 2 Sparrow missiles toward one of the A-10s. "Fox One, Fox One." She says casually.
[21:25] <Strix_4-3> "Attack where we have the least resistance, we'll chip off the edges, 'till they're broken."
06[21:46] * Lancelot_4-4 flies over the left side of the formation, loosing a missile at one of the anti-air guns.

14[21:49] <@Valetni> The missile guides in true, destroying the target and bringing a halt to the tracers it spits into the sky.

[21:53] <Strix_4-3> "Good hit."
[21:54] <Lancelot_4-4> "Only caught a little fire, too. Got lucky."
06[22:16] * Strix_4-3 dives down for a rocket run, firing sixteen rockets in total, completely obliterating the AA gun, and mostly missing the two other tanks. He then pulls his plane upwards. "Alright, good shit!"

14[22:28] <@Valetni> A column of dust erupts from behind the Belkan line as a volley of 40 rockets arc over the advancing forces, pounding down onto one of the Osean positions over nearly half a minute. By the time the smoke on the other end clears, it's clear that the entire Osean tank platoon has been destroyed.

The two Osean A-10s, freed from their awkward air to air duties with the arrival of Apogee flight, return to their favored past time of Air to Ground attack. Coming in low and slow, both planes line up on one of the advancing Belkan platoons.
A quartet of Maverick missiles leap from under the wings of each plane, and the noses erupt with the heavy fire of their cannons. At such a low angle, and from such close range, the rounds are fully capable of punching through the weaker side hull armor and chewing up road wheels. By the time the two A-10s pull off their run, shrugging off the return fire that leaps into the sky after them, 4 tanks and an AA gun are left as smoking ruins.

06[22:59] * Owlert_3-2 tightens his grip on the flight stick in frustration. "Shit, I can't get a lock on these fuckers!"
[23:05] <Aster_4-2> "It's alright, it's alright - I'll swing in straight for the AA." The nose bends forward and the aircraft becomes a purple smear as it bleeds altitude, moving toward the left flank.
[23:09] <Aster_4-2> There's a gentle shudder as the F-105D releases its payload - six 750 pounders plummet toward the Belkan platoon below. Its contents are swallowed by a sudden blossom of red and orange, and when the smoke is carried by the wind, little remains.
[23:09] <Aster_4-2> "That's it! AA neutralized!"
[23:15] <Aster_4-2> There's a brief yelp over the radio as Aster's plane is peppered with returning fire. She curves away from it as best she can, scraps of metal peeling back on her wings as they're kissed by lead.
06[23:18] * Australis_3-1 continues to glide slowly toward the Blekan line. She speaks as she watched her Radar, edging her plane's nose slightly to keep it in line with the A-10. "alright Nadir, Keep the fire coming down. Priority targets are enemy AA and Rocket Artillery. Owlert, continue engaging enemy aircraft."
[23:32] <Lancelot_4-4> Two missiles fail to lock on, because of Lancelot's cautious flying- which saves him from the return fire.

14[23:39] <@Valetni> Another volley from the Belkan self propelled rocket artillery reduces another Osean Platoon to little more than scrap and hamburger, leaving the entire flank of the Osean blocking force dangerously exposed.

06[23:40] * Australis_3-1 curses to herself silently before opening up on the radio. "Nadir, every time those rockets open up you each lose 5 grand. Open up a hole in the AA and take it out!"
[23:43] <Aster_4-2> "I hear you, I hear you," Aster replies pensively. "Nuke the rockets."
[23:43] <Lancelot_4-4> "Right."

14[23:43] <@Valetni> The Osean A-10s roll in again, accounting for two Belkan platoons of armor between them.
14[23:47] <@Valetni> "This is Hailstorm 1. Apogee, Nadir, We have enough ordnance for once more pass and then we're Winchester, over." Hailstorm Lead reports.

[23:49] <Australis_3-1> "Roger that Hailstorm lead, stand by for attack run advisory."

14[23:57] <@Valetni> Finally arriving at long last, the two AIM-7E2 Sparrows home in on the target that Australis has been illuminating with her radar. The first missile streaks in and clips off 2/3rds of the right wing, while the second ignores a string of countermeasures to slam into the port engine. The A-10 limps on for a few seconds before the pilot decides to eject from his damage aircraft. The Attacker continues on for a few seconds before rolling over into a dive spin that puts it into the ground.

06[00:03] * Australis_3-1 sighs to herself as she watches the A-10 spiral to the ground "Fucking finally..." she mumbles off radio before slamming her accelerator to close with the Enemy lines.
[00:06] <Owlert_3-2> "Thanks for stealing my kill, 3-1."
06[00:06] * Owlert_3-2 says this with a shit eating grin under his flight helmet.
[00:08] <Australis_3-1> "Maybe lock onto one and we'll split the bounty, kid." Phebe Replies smugly.

[19:22] <Australis_3-1> "Alright Owlert, Keep taking down the enemy air targets. Try to get the A-10s first. Nadir flight, keep hitting the enemy, take out that rocket artillery." Phebe says over the radio as her plane soars lazily toward the enemy lines at her flight ceiling
[19:23] <Aster_4-2> "Loud and clear, Cap."
[19:25] <Owlert_3-2> "Copy that, Aussy. Will engage."
06[19:37] * Owlert_3-2 attempts a lock on against the last Belkan A-10. "5th times a charm!" He'd yell over comms.
06[19:38] * Owlert_3-2 's lock failed almost immediately.
06[19:51] * Aster_4-2 steels her eyes against the low-set sun. "Cap, I'm making over to their right flank. Gonna hit them hard where they're not expecting it." The craft shudders as it banks away from the smoldering ruin of her bombing run.
06[20:10] * Australis_3-1 drifts lazily over the battle, looking at a screen on her console instead of out her canopy. She fiddles with a nob and waggles a joystick while staring at a small screen before tapping a button. Australis repeats this action 2 times before sighing. "Three Mavericks away," she says into the radio with the hint of a yawn.
06[20:15] * Australis_3-1 is leaned back in her seat watching her missiles fly off when the high pitched squeal of her RWR startles her "Shit!" she exclaims as she takes hold of the flightstick and pulls her F-20 into a tight dive.
06[20:27] * Australis_3-1 Groans and exhales sharply as she pulls her F-20 out of it's dive after 300 meters before rolling left and pulling it into a hard turn with another groan. The airframe groans under the stress and she looks out the top of her canopy at 2 SAM missiles as they sail up into the sky and away from her. The RWR stops it's shrill whine and she eases her plane out of it's spiral with a sigh of relief.

14[20:36] <~Valetni> All the evasive efforts are not for nothing, as one of the SAM sites is wiped from the map courtesy of the Maverick, while one of the rocket artillery vehicles suffers a similiar fate.

06[20:47] * Lancelot_4-4 dives low, trying to decide whether a nape of the earth attack is possible with so many guns on the ground.
06[20:48] * Lancelot_4-4 decides it isn't as he begins his approach, instead switching to a low and slow profile to make sure the run doesn't go to waste.
06[20:50] * Lancelot_4-4 rolls his eyes as his radar refuses to lock on with the first missile. "One away!"

14[20:54] <~Valetni> The single missile that does its job, slamming into the remaining mobile rocket artillery truck that had yet to fire it's ordnance. The crews of the other two trucks, busy reloading, run for cover as the 40 rockets on the racks of the targeted vehicle go up in the explosion.

[20:58] <Australis_3-1> "Solid hit." Phebe says, looking out the left side of her canopy and still catching her breath.
06[21:00] * Lancelot_4-4 is pretty smug as he dodges the first AA gun with ease. "Damn right it was-" he grunts as the second AA gunner pegs him. "Son of a bitch, they're smarter than they look."
06[21:18] * Strix_4-3 swoops down, speeding over the trucks and firing sixteen rockets, the bangbang does go boom, and he comes back up to the sky. He's taken significant damage from return fire. "Fuck, I'm hit."

14[21:19] <~Valetni> As Australis abandons her wingman to greedily attempt to attack ground targets to make more dosh, the two AJ-37s roll in on Owlert, attacking his undefended rear with a quartet of heatseekers.

[21:33] <Australis_3-1> Phebe watches below and curses to herself before remembering the friendly A-10s. "Hailstrom, this is Apogee 1, advise you hit the remaining SAM site and other enemy AA targets. Over" She says calmly.
06[21:35] * Aster_4-2 catches the shimmering blurs as she passes across the head of the enemy lines. "Owlert, you got two on your tail!"

14[21:37] <~Valetni> Once again, the two A-10s dip down for a low level gun run. Their remaining mavericks springing from their wings and the noses spitting high caliber fire. A torrent of light and mid caliber return fire strikes the two planes, and only one of them rises back up to altitude by the time the attack run is over. "Hailstorm 1, Ejecting, ejecting, ejecting!" Is the call over the radio as the canopy blows away and the pilot is launched to relative safety. "Arghh, Damnit. This is Hailstorm two, have suffered heavy damage and am winchester, over. Apogee, Nadir, it's up to you guys. Try not to drop any bombs on my flight lead, I don't want a promotion that badly."

06[21:38] * Owlert_3-2 pokes his head behind his flight seat, spotting the pair of AJ's just as they begin to lock on. "Today is just not my day!" Thankfully, only one missile locks on and hits Owlert, majorly damaging his engine.
[21:40] <Aster_4-2> "Christ - Owlert!" There's a blinding flash as Owlert's Mirage is swallowed momentarily by flame. Her voice over the radio is panicked. "Australis, we're getting torn apart! We can't keep this up!"
[21:41] <Owlert_3-2> "I'm somehow still managing to keep altitude up here. I'm folding my cards here, boys. 3-2 is RTB, I repeat 3-2 is RTB. I'll see you boys back on the tarmac."

06[21:44] * Australis_3-1 looks around the battlefield, quickly taking stock of the situation. "Roger that 3-2, exit the AO with Hailstorm 2. Stay safe." She pauses for a moment and glances around again before speaking again, this time more quickly. "4-2, 4-3, continue to hit ground targets and watch eachothers backs. Blind, you're with me, engage enemy intercepter craft. Over."
[21:46] <Lancelot_4-4> "Roger that, flight lead."
[21:47] <Lancelot_4-4> "But next time call me by my real callsign."
[21:48] <Aster_4-2> "Uh.. roger that, Cap."
[21:53] <Australis_3-1> "Choose your attacks carefully. We're in this for the long haul, people. Maximum Damage minimum risk." Australis responds to Aster quickly as she plans her attack.7
[22:01] <Aster_4-2> As the nose bends down into the wind, Aster's F-105D begins its bombing run. The platoon is marred in the bombs' shadows, and there's a muffled crunch as three detonations spew up fire and shrapnel through the unit.
06[22:01] * Aster_4-2 narrows her eyes, the sun glancing off her visor. "I see three hits."

14[22:03] <~Valetni> By the time the smoke clears, all four tanks have either been destroyed or rendered immobile.

06[22:12] * Australis_3-1 pulls her plane into a dive toward the enemy interceptors. She watches the lock lights on her dashboard with her breath held as her plane accelerates down toward the tails of the enemy AJ-37s. As soon as one of the lights comes on she pushes the button on her stick and a missile sails off her right wingtip toward the belkan craft.

14[22:13] <~Valetni> The Belkan aircraft is fatally struck from the rear by the missile, the pilot ejecting as the burning plane plummets for several more seconds and then exploding into a fireball.

06[22:15] * Australis_3-1 tightens her grip on the controls of her F-20 and waits for the other shoe to fall.
06[22:22] * Lancelot_4-4 sends a missile streaking after the A-10, cruising to hit its target right on the money and save the rest of the flight some grief.

14[22:27] <~Valetni> The heavy duty plane absorbs the hit, and drops altitude to prevent further damage, still trucking for allied lines.

[22:28] <Lancelot_4-4> "Dammit. I got our other AJ, but Aus, you NEED to get that A-10."
[22:39] <Lancelot_4-4> "And that would be a missile shaking my plane. We need to end this."
06[22:41] * Lancelot_4-4 braces himself, clearing his head from the disorientation the SAM's shot into his tailpipe was giving him.

14[22:43] <~Valetni> The Belkan A-10 comes in low and fast, a quartet of Mavericks flying off the wings as its 30mm avenger cannon sparks off the frontal armor of the lead Osean tank.

[22:52] <Aster_4-2> "Let me get the SAM off your backs, boys," Aster chimes. There's little resistance on the stick and by way of fire both; her craft soars on the wind, and as its CBUs detach from its underside she peels seamlessly away. The SAM, unable to defend itself in any capacity, is met with the cacophonous belt of heat and shrapnel.

14[22:53] <~Valetni> The three Cluster Bomb Units disperse their submunitions to the wind, spreading out to hit an area the size of a football field with their ordnance. By the time clears, the SAM and the first 8 trucks of the convoy are nothing but smoking wrecks.

06[23:02] * Australis_3-1 levels out at medium altitude and begins to fly for friendly lines and the A-10 over them. She tilts her F-20 to the right as she passes the AJ-37 pilots, floating toward the ground on parachutes, to give them a good look at the apogee livery. "Lance, I'm gunna need a hand with this one." She says once it's clear that she wont get a lock in time to avoid another attack. Then she gets an idea and switches to what she hopes is a monitored radio frequency.
[23:03] <Australis_3-1> "Belkan A-10 at my 180, disable weapon systems and wave off your attack. I take you as a prisoner of war. Refuse this order and you will be sent to the grave." She says into her Radio in a cool confident voice.

14[23:05] <~Valetni> "Ustian Pig Dogs! Belka sneers at you mercenary dogs, tell your masters that Proud Belka will never submit to you imperialist ways!" Is the heavily accented response.

[23:06] <Australis_3-1> "Very well. Tell death your arrogance killed you." Australis flicks her comms back to the friendly frequency.
06[23:07] * Lancelot_4-4 sends a Sparrow off after the A-10, tracking the plane and landing a clean hit. "Terms accepted."
[23:11] <Lancelot_4-4> ...or not. "The hell? How'd he dodge that?"

14[23:12] <~Valetni> The A-10 pilot stands the craft on one wing, releasing a line of chaff and flares as he pulls to his right.

06[23:31] * Strix_4-3 turns a dial on his controls, swoops down and fires a hail of rockets, laughing as most of them hit their mark, and the platoon is more or less wasted. He speaks into his radio, a song playing in the background. "Hey guys, who's counting my kills? I think I've lost count."
[23:33] <Lancelot_4-4> "Don't get too cocky yet, we've still got a ways yet to go."
[23:35] <Aster_4-2> "Not from where I'm sitting." The skyline is painted with fire - long, languid gashes of red smeared against congested billows of smoke. "I see a few more tanks. Is there anything still in the sky?"
[23:36] <Lancelot_4-4> "An A-10, and he's being a general pain."
[23:36] <Australis_3-1> "We've got an A-10 pounding friendlies, wont surrender."

14[23:36] <~Valetni> The Belkan A-10 in question continues his unchecked attack across the ocean forces, shredding one IFV with the cannon and another with a maverick.

[23:45] <Aster_4-2> "I believe it. Missles away." The missle detaches itself from the belly of her plane and streaks off toward its AA target.

14[23:46] <~Valetni> The medium AA gun tracks the incoming F-105D, sending out a few 57mm shells in return along the line of attack, before being destroyed by the missile.

[23:50] <Aster_4-2> There's a strangled gasp as Aster narrowly throws the plane out of the way of returning fire. The plane levels, and she speaks through her teeth: "AA destroyed."
06[23:55] * Australis_3-1 streaks in toward the A-10, cutting throttle inside 10km. "I got you now." she mutters and looses her last remaining missile off the left wing of her F-20. She watches it soar toward the A-10A with a grin as she begins to turn her plane toward the enemy lines.
[00:08] <Lancelot_4-4> After a failed missile lock, Lancelot grits his teeth and opens fire with the F-4E's guns.

[00:09] <~Valetni> The nose mounted gun chews a line into the AA gun nestled among the advancing armored vehicle, knocking it out.

[00:10] * Australis_3-1 watches the A-10A burst into a thick fireball and continues her turn back toward the wasteland that nadir has made of the belkan lines. "Alright, let's mop up those enemy tanks and let friendly ground clean up the rest."
[00:10] <Strix_4-3> "Well, we've still got one left, here, let me show you what 'fun' looks like."
[00:10] * Aster_4-2 's grimace melts into a grin as she watches the A10 tear from the sky. "Oh, I'm gonna need a long bath after this one."
[00:12] <Lancelot_4-4> "You and me both."
[00:13] * Strix_4-3 dips down again, going for another rocket man run. He fires a total of thirty two rockets, most hitting their mark on the AA gun, as it's entirely destroyed. Not much is left, except for many small craters and blackened ground.
[00:14] <Strix_4-3> "How did everyone like the fireworks?"
[00:14] <Lancelot_4-4> "Not as much as I'm going to like payday."
[00:15] * Aster_4-2 jars the stick to the side, her craft listing away from the remains of the battlefield. "Gorgeous shot, Strix. I'm on you, flight leader. Let's go home."
[00:17] <Australis_3-1> "Alright, Nadir, form on me. I'll get on the horn and tell the Oseans to pick up 4-1 and 3-2. Let's get home while we still have the fuel to do it."