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Re: Lost Connection

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Draruto on Fri Oct 08, 2021 3:21 am

"Same." Vivian answers as her internal timer ran closer to zero. A quick glance towards her radar told her that they were just minutes from target. 'Fight's up, time to go to work.' she mused while tightening her mask. "Target is coming up, all wings go tact spread and weapons free." she states sparing a glance at the extras. Seeing them instantly follow her directive, Vivian took a deep breath, readying herself for the fight. "Kerberus Lead to Super Wasp, be advised that a Suicide Rabbit was sent to kick the nest. So the local defense crafts so be airborne by the time we ingress." Vivian heard the extras' lead state. 'Nice, less work for us and hopefully whatever Agidine does just adds to fire.' she thought. "Wilco. That means we might be able to kite them a bit and wear them down faster if we play right. Kerberus, veer off and approach from the flank and bash'em. Light Breeze and I will mirror from the front." she said. "Wilco Super Wasp, good hunting." "You to Kerberus."

Watching the extras veer away, in practiced unison, Vivian glanced back at Hamakaze's fighter and loosed a breath. "Survive and make it back. Lets not disappoint these idiots." she states neutrally. Firewalling the throttles she was pressed into her ejection seat as her Super Wasp raced forward.
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Upon reaching the marked secondary airbase, he took about two minutes to orbit it. Not seeing any thing out of the ordinary he preceds to land his Super Saber. Only then did he see the SPEC OPS team hiding near a hanger. Touching down, Agidine taxied over to the hanger and noticed Chitone's fighter sitting there. His rage, which has been just simmering, violently erupted in chest. Unstrapping and leaping from his fighter Agidine instinctively eyed it over. Seeing nothing but light EMP damage, he turnt the SPEC OPS team leader and grunted, "Did you bring a qualified pilot?" "Given the number of still operating Rhynos in skies and the fact your daughter has rep to mirror yours in aerial recon with it, my command thought it prudent for one to be attached. Plus she had intel important to my command that was time sensitive." Storing that for later Agidine ducked under his fighter and touched the stowed battle armor. Catching it while it strunk he clocked four SPEC OPS men peel off and take up overwatch positions. Emerging from beneath the Super Saber Agidine tilted his head questionably. "Security, seeing that they are you and your daughter's ride from here." Nodding as that clicked he hands over the armor. "I'll be the distraction, find her, give this to her, and shield her." he states. "Understood." Activating his own armor, and aiming rage at those responsible, Agidine rockets out of the hanger and beelines directly to the enemy base's front gate.

And once he reached the gate, he preceds to act like the element his mother named him after. Leaving a trail of destruction in his wake. A trail that the remaining two thirds of the SPEC OPS team used it as a convenient means to infiltrate the base.
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Re: Lost Connection

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Hamakaze listened to Vivian’s directive, she would take the lead along with the Super Wasp, as the remaining aircraft spread out in formation with the additional support. A slight smile formed on her face when their leader called everyone on this suicide mission an idiot, well they were up against the most foul weaponized humans on the planet, but someone had to ruin their day.

After securing her helmet on, she put on an oxygen mask, and connected the tube to the g-suit from under the seat as an extra assurance to avoid a red-out. After crossing the enemy line, all hell broke loose, the heavily militarized base launched anti-aircraft missiles by the dozens.

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The heads up display began to ping wildly when Light Breeze was targeted by the automated locks of the incoming missiles. With the side stick controller tightly gripped by leather gloved hands, Hamakaze fired her anti-missiles flares, which used a specialized signal to change the target, scattering the explosives away across the sky forcing them to explode preemptively. It only took seconds to avoid the first assault, the real fight was about to begin, with enemy aircraft to cut them off from the sky.

In the meantime, it was wise to avoid attacking the base directly since it was a rescue mission, and it was up to Agidine to cripple them from the inside while the rest of his team secured the skies.
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Re: Lost Connection

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Seconds after crossing into the base's airspace Vivian aggressively wove her fighter though the strays that got passed Hamakaze's flares, while popping her own chaff and flares. 'Some fight music would be appropriate right now.' she thought as her radar finally clocked the enemy fighters. "Yay, our dance partners have arrived. XMAA out." she quipped while popping off a volley advanced multi-lock medium range mirco missiles. Not sparing the moment to confirm if any actually connected she dove on to the next target to cross her nose. Preceding to engage in a rolling horizontal scissors that actually succeeded in kiting the furball futher from the base, Vivian suddenly reverses her turn to bring her gun sight on the enemy's tail. Milliseconds as the gun sight went green she sent a burst into the air. Watching it impact she loosed another burst before pulling off into a steep spiraling power climb as two missiles flew the space she just vacated. 'Hope Agi is have better time than we are.' she thought looping back around to deal the idiot that dare to fire at her.
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The leader of SPEC OPS team motioned for his second four man unit to spit off and hand their secondary objective of scouring the base mainframes for any important intel on troop movements. "Alright time to find the daughter, ALPHAs on me, move out." he ordered. Turning down a corridor, as his last three men fell in behind, he preceds to swiftly book it along the wall. Clearing rooms as they went he glanced at his satellite powered TACMAP and saw that the daughter's father had successfully draw ninety eight percent of the base personal off to the south west corner. 'If I didn't that he was a pilot, I would swear that Nyt Flame was a SPEC OPS member.' he thought, as his trail man pointed out a staircase that descends. Acknowledging him with a nod the man paused long enough to allow his men the time to leap frog down ahead of him.

Upon reaching the bottom he heard a sound, a body being thrown against a solid surface. Making his way towards the source he clocked several unconscious persons laid out in a couple open rooms. 'Sucks to be them.' he mused with wolfish grin. Clearing a few more rooms, while taking some pop up intel that seemed credible and relatively new, he had to pause as a guard was brutally tossed out an open bar cell. Seeing an athletically built pixie stalk out, his mind instantly recognized her as Nyt Flame's daughter. Matching gazes with her, the man saw what had rubbed off from the pilot in her. 'Good thing she just a RECON pilot and not a fighter pilot.' he thought holding up a hand. "Where's. My. Dad?" "Raising unholy hell to distract the ground personal as his squad and another draw off the fighters." he replied. While waiting for Chitone to speak, a text from BETA team stating that got what they came for and are exfiltrating back to the hanger. 'Good, hopefully we will right behind them.' he thought. "Take me to him." "Gladly. Here take this, your dad told me to hand this to you." he said holding out the battle armor.

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Re: Lost Connection

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The sound of a pin dropping could be heard the moment they engaged the enemy aircraft, time almost stopped when Vivian was targeted by missiles it took her seconds to respond with an immediate counter, followed by shooting down an enemy then evading additional missiles in the counterstrike. Hamakaze’s green eyes looked straight ahead, she was caught by surprise when feathers hovered high above the clouds, the serene moment only lasted a second until she banked the Light Breeze to return to the enemy air space.

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A violent dance broke out high above the clouds, the allied air units that supported this rescue mission directly fired a hail of bullets from their turrets to take out the enemy, while others took on a barrage of heavy damage. Hamakaze returned just in time to take out an enemy aircraft with her own arsenal seconds from firing its missiles at an ally.




An entire squad of inhumane mercenaries were sent to the prison cell Chitone was kept in, the moment the door was left ajar, the soldiers fired a few warning shots near the entrance.

“We have the area surrounded. Surrender and everyone gets to live another day.” The squad leader called out, holding out an uzi tightly in leather gloved hands, as the remaining soldiers positioned themselves aiming their guns at the door for any movement while holding their positions to cut off the BETA team.

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Re: Lost Connection

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The frantic minutes raced by as Vivian made her fighter dance and slay any idiots that crosses her targeting reticle. While being aware of the furball, stray transient thought flickered up between spurts of intense action. Some were memories of happy times with Lilia, others were the more interesting missions with Hamakaze just after being paired up, and the rest were half formed fanasties involving Drake. 'I want happiness and if he can wring it out of my soul so be it.' she mused jinxing violently. "Multiple ICBMs inbound, time to impact is eighteen minutes. Repeat to impact is eighteen minutes." Cursing vehemently at the development she glanced around and clocked some of the more ranged stragglers begin to turn tail and bail. "Kerberus lead to Super Wasp, we can handle the rest from here. Bugout with your wing and tell Nyt Flame that he owes us one." Opting not reply to that comment Vivian broke away from the furball and firewalled the throttles. "Light Breeze on me, Heaven's rain is coming, time to bail and hook up with Nyt Flame." she called out.
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A noise brought the soldier's head up, turning to look behind him. He clocked the armored Agidine glaring through his bloodied visor at his position. And would have call out, but the enraged pilot loosed every freaking everything he had at the unaware soldiers. "WRONG IDIOTS, THE ONLY ONES WALKING OUT OF HERE ARE ME AND MINE. EVERYONE ELSE CAN BURN IN HELL WITH THE OTHER PEA BRAINS! SAY HI TO SHOGUN FOR ME!" Agidine roared over the cacophony of micro missiles, bullets and blaster bolts.

Chitone instantly armored up and bolted from the dark cell, some how dancing through her father hellish bulletstorm to reach the stairs. As the SPEC OPS team trail behind her rapidly crawling under said storm to avoid the worst of it. Seeing that the objective had raced a head they choose to partially stealth and boot it after. 'Damn she can move for someone just out being held.' the leader thought. Catching up with Chitone, as she ducked behind a solid cover, the leader and men opened up in reply. Which allowed Chitone to push forward with his point man matching her. Tense minutes clicked away while they made steady process. Alternating between sprinting and brief firefights to clear a path for Chitone to snake through.

It was after one these interludes, just north of the main gate, that Chitone misstepped and took a powerful bolt to the shoulder for her troubles. And she knew, after taking brief moment check, that it would make piloting her Rhyno near impossible. "Frakking bastard." she grunts as the SPEC OPS man check what she did. "Lead, she can't pilot her fighter." "That's fine, we have someone who can at the exfil. Just make it so she can keep up. The rest can handle once Nyt Flame gets her back to wherever he departed from." "Roger that." Watching the man pull out an injector, Chitone looked away and asked while he inserted into an induction port near her neck, "How hard is that gonna make me crash?" "Like you have been hit with a truck, but you won't feel a thing." Feeling the injector's contents enter her system, Chitone shuts her eyes briefly as her injured shoulder went ulterly numb. 'On the clock.' she mused. "Got move, just heard that Heaven's rain is coming." Grunting Chitone broke from cover and books it through the gate letting the SPEC OPS team adjust her run to line up on the secordary airbase. Sparing a quick glance back she saw what had to be her dad finally rocket from the now burning base. 'Thank you dad.' she thought watching him pass above her.

Returning his gaze forward once he saw that Chitone was good for the moment, Agidine redlined his thrusters to beat the team and Chi to the unwrecked base. 'Wondered who called in the ICBMs' he wondered. Touching down Agidine and the other pilot ran through truncated check lists for both fighters. Once sure that both were ready, he dismissed the armor and climbed into the cockpit. At which time the rest finally arrived and helped Chitone into the Rhyno's rearseat. "You go ahead. I'll hardlocked on your six once airborne. Head to the following coordinates, should meet an tanker for the return trip en route." Agidine states. "Wilco." "Nyt Flame, make sure my man return undamaged." "Sure." he said as his daughter's Rhyno rolled on the runway. Following seconds later Agidine saw it race down and rose into the air. "Nearly done." Rising after the older fighter, he keyed up Vivian and said, "Mission accomplished, bailing." "Same."

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