Ace Combat: Broken Line (IC/Open)

by **Kassaran** » Mon Feb 29, 2016 9:31 pm

Empire of Donner land wrote:Knot looked confused for a moment. Had he some how seen the incident only a few moments ago or was he talking about bring slapped and yelled at. She looked into her room back at the shell on the floor and made sure he couldn't see. "How did yo- nevermind." She said interrupting herself as she knew that he had probably only seen the outside incident and not the previous one only moments before Praeses arrived. And he definitely saw Haruna leave her room, but hopefully not with her Gun. "Praeses, I know. I've heard it from Null, Haruna, Angel. I already feel guilty enough. " She said trying to put on her best face trying to look like she was fine even though she had tried to commit suicide. Until Haruna had stopped her, the reason she was now so angry, the reminder being that her Holster was no longer filled and Amabel's hand was gripping at something that wasn't there grabbing the Holster itself. "I-I... don't need help." She said knowing she did, it would be embarrassing, a humiliation that she admitted she did and trufully she knew the Squadron would look at her differently like how she thought Haruna did when she saw her with the gun to her head. "Nothing is wrong and I don't need your fucking help. Okay? I know what I did was stupid and everything. I know Haruna means well but sometimes she just needs to butt out... and let people do what they need to do to deal with it" The last words felt like vinegar to her. "Is that all you wanted?" She asked, now frustrated.

"For someone with nothing wrong, you sure don't seem like it. Your eyes are bleary, you've obviously had quite a few drinks and you've got the look of someone who just got caught trying to steal liquor from the officer's mess." The old pilot smiled, his crows feet at the corners of his eyes showing in the dim light of the hotel hallway as years of experience with younger pilots came to mind. He had done what he could to protect each and every single one and so had she," Amabel, you did your job today. You did what you needed to and in the end the only planes we lost were fighters. They were men and women who went in knowing they were putting their lives on the line. If you're going to blame yourself for their decision, then you're taking away everything that made them important. I don't care what Knot did today, she exist only in the air and what she does up there can stay with her. In the end I care about what happens to Lieutenant Amabel Allard because she's one of my companions and she's the only one who can control Knot. You're hurting and it hurts me to see that."

What had been, only a few moments earlier, a rare moment of curiosity had now turned into a moment of compassion and caring. No longer was he acting from thought, but from experience as he slowly shifted the toe of his left foot towards where the door frame was. She kept looking behind her, back into the room in a worryingly alert panic. What had happened a few minutes before, what had happened between Haruna and her that now she had to keep looking toward where Pearsohn could only guess her bed was?

by **Empire of Donner land** » Mon Feb 29, 2016 10:59 pm

Kassaran wrote:
"For someone with nothing wrong, you sure don't seem like it. Your eyes are bleary, you've obviously had quite a few drinks and you've got the look of someone who just got caught trying to steal liquor from the officer's mess." The old pilot smiled, his crows feet at the corners of his eyes showing in the dim light of the hotel hallway as years of experience with younger pilots came to mind. He had done what he could to protect each and every single one and so had she," Amabel, you did your job today. You did what you needed to and in the end the only planes we lost were fighters. They were men and women who went in knowing they were putting their lives on the line. If you're going to blame yourself for their decision, then you're taking away everything that made them important. I don't care what Knot did today, she exist only in the air and what she does up there can stay with her. In the end I care about what happens to Lieutenant Amabel Allard because she's one of my companions and she's the only one who can control Knot. You're hurting and it hurts me to see that."

What had been, only a few moments earlier, a rare moment of curiosity had now turned into a moment of compassion and caring. No longer was he acting from thought, but from experience as he slowly shifted the toe of his left foot towards where the door frame was. She kept looking behind her, back into the room in a worryingly alert panic. What had happened a few minutes before, what had happened between Haruna and her that now she had to keep looking toward where Pearsohn could only guess her bed was?

Pearsohn was right, her hair was more messy than usual, her face looked drained of all energy, her eyes looked like someone had lost all hope and will to live struggling just to look at the man infront of them and her breath smelled of alcohol above all. The words felt sincere enough to her, but she chose not to believe them. She had nothing left to say to the man concerning herself and the incident. She didn't want to admit what was wrong. "It shouldn't be any of your business, Pearsohn. I fucked up in the Air and it could have gotten more people killed than it helped Including me, that's it, nothing more and nothing less. I'm okay and nothing is wrong with me besides being chewed out by Null, which I deserved. I should have died up there and it would've caused alot less trouble." She lied through her teeth except for her last words, she wasn't talking about over Highway 3, but over Cayenne. But Praeses wouldn't know the better.

As she looked down she saw the shoe of Pearsohn face the door frame slowly. Knowing what he was trying to do she immediately moved out of the door way and slammed it against the door frame furiously closing it sending a reverberating bang through the hallway immediately rotating the lock on the other side closing the bolt. With that, she went to her bed and picked up the Shell putting it into her pocket. Amabel laid ontop of the bed closing her eyes and falling into sleep.

by **Beiarusia** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 12:10 am

Capt. Aleksei Tallow “Null”

07:02 September 25, 1992 // bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

Null hadn’t slept well. Aside from Angel being a hassle, as per usual, he had dreamed about his time spent over Sotoa. It wasn’t a pleasant memory nor was it hated. It just was. A fact of his life that had occurred some time ago, and its meaning was less important as to why he were to suddenly recall it. It didn’t much bother Null but it did annoy him to no end.

Something to think about later.

Morena had awoken well before dawn for their next sortie and were airborne before the sun had even considered rising. They were escorting Kasha, a squadron of eight attackers, as well as the AWACS Kokkuri, the many aircraft moving in a long flight path that avoided the frontlines entirely, the hope being to avoid the worse of the AA. Once they reached the AO they would decimate the supply lines and be gone before any credible response could be thrown their way. That was the plan in any case. After Tienanmen and the night before Null was quite certain that his squadron could handle whatever was thrown against them. They didn’t expect much resistance anyway.

Null was piloting the Voodoo this time around, Angel having not been feeling too well for obvious reasons. Standard loadout of four AIM-4 Falcons. With luck they wouldn’t be needed. This was a ground attack mission and the fighters were only there for overwatch.

Kokkuri: << We’ll be entering the area of operation momentarily. Kasha will target the enemy supply lines. Morena, your duty is to neutralize any threats as you see fit. We need to be done and gone before the enemy can mobilize a response. >>

Kasha: << Understood. Morena, you got our backs? >>

Null glanced back to the trailing Nanchangs. They were loaded for extensive ground saturation and would be reliant on Morena to handle anything that looked too threatening.

Null: << Leave it to us. >>

He addressed the mercenary squadron next.

Null: << This is Morena One-one to all flights. We’ll be targeting enemy air defenses today. Fast movers should soften them up first for the slow guys. Everyone else will be watching the sky. With luck we should be gone before anything shows up. >>

Null glanced over his shoulder to Angel. “You good?”

“Ugh…”

“You drank too much. We’re having a talk when we get back.”

“I didn’t drink… ugh, can you keep the hard movements to a minimum.”

“Just don’t vomit back there.”

The sun was only now rising in the east as the aircraft began their mission.

Mission Theme: Wall Flower

by **Independent States of Tula** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 12:43 am

2nd Lieutenant Vladimir Tula & 2nd Lieutenant Hanna Tula
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

The night before had been short for the two siblings, shortly after their 'discussion' the two found themselves looking to see if Vladimir had had a room reserved for him, luckily there was and while Hanna found herself in a comfortable hotel bed...Vladimir found himself with a small couch to use as a bed.

"My back is killing me." Vladimir complained as he and his sister stayed in formation with Hound and Arrow in Flight Three.

"It didn't have a pull-out bed?" Hanna asked from her pilot's seat.

"Not that I could find." Vladimir replied.

"Hopefully after this mission they'll open up a separate room for me, that way you only have to worry about your legs and not your back too." Hanna replied.

Before Vladimir could reply Null was quick to announce over the radio:

Null: << This is Morena One-one to all flights. We’ll be targeting enemy air defenses today. Fast movers should soften them up first for the slow guys. Everyone else will be watching the sky. With luck we should be gone before anything shows up. >>

"That should mean we'll be pretty useless this mission considering our Air to Air loadout." Hanna stated over the onboard comms.

"Yeah, I'm going to do a double check to make sure everything's working." Vladimir stated.

Looking over the weapon's diagnostics Vladimir began flipping through them, arming and disarming them to make sure there weren't any errors, their loadout was a simple anti-air loadout. Their M61 Vulcan cannon with 640 Rounds was enough for almost eleven seconds of sustained fire, alongside that they had four AIM-7M Sparrows, and four AIM-9M Sidewinders for anti-air role. The AIM-7Ms would be doing the heavy lifting though as they were BVR missiles that would interface with the jet's radar to be guided to the contact that Vladimir would paint with radar.

"Bear, all weapons are green." Vladimir announced to his pilot before adding "Recommend we stay in formation with Hound and stick to our AIM-7Ms for this one, try and stay out of the enemy's line of fire."

"Roger Wolf, sounds like a good plan." Hanna replied, and with that the two siblings readied themselves for the impending fight.

by **Prosorusiya** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 12:40 pm

Nona Radomir:

<<Dash to flight leaders, roger! Standing by.>>

Nona's newly repaired Su-15TM soared through the air, four AA-3 Anab missiles gleaming on it's underside. Nona had spent most of the night supervising the inspection and repair of her aircraft, after she had over stressed it in the previous dogfight. It had been a real puzzler, and she had had to do much of the work herself. When she next got the opportunity, she'd have to repaint her aircraft in a more... personal color scheme. Now, her once camouflaged aircraft shimmered in the hot morning sun, with four freshly painted lilacs glistening next to the cockpit, marking her kills. Nona had been lucky in her first fight, but that luck wouldn't hold forever. Nevertheless, Nona would prove herself in this fight. This time, she would protect her teammates, and not go charging off, not like last time.

by **The balkens** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 1:02 pm

Yuri "vampire" Zubarev
Seian

<<Vampire to Null, is the intel on the Enemies strength correct?>> Yuri was in no mood for surprises today, and his tone matched his stern words. <<If Flankers bounce us again, i cant guarantee that the attack aircraft will be safe.>>

Yuri, feeling that he makes a better dogfighter, fitted AA missiles on to his aircraft and will likely be keeping to that role for the duration of the conflict at large.

by **Ubaria** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 1:16 pm

It was all so surreal. It felt like a punch to the stomach. Breathless and shocked, Noel bolted upright in his bed and lunged sideways, crashing to the floor in a heap, hyperventilating like he had seen a demon and in truths, he had. Cold sweats had saturated himself and the bedsheets and he was shaking like a leaf, he took in big lungfulls of air making his way to the bathroom and activated the shower without even removing his vest top and boxers, just letting the soothing warm water drain the shock away. Noel sat slumped in the corner for 15 minutes trying to piece together his night terror, something he had suffered from rarely but never to this degree, the clarity in which it had been experienced had been the most shocking thing, like he was actually there. Nevertheless, he still had a job to do and so stripped his wet clothes, trimmed his scruffy black goatee into something more respectable and slicked back his hair.

The pilots of Morena gathered in the lounge before moving in unison toward the tarmac where the array of planes lay in wait, all armed and ready to roll. The main mission was to provide SEAD so the Seianese squadrons could cut off the supply lines to the Beiarusian front, hopefully giving the defenders some time, something in short supply. The Mirage wasn't much of a SEAD aircraft, but it packed enough bombs to do the job right anyway, four 250lb munitions could easily render ZSU's inoperable as evidenced by the previous engagement, the Strela's would most likely suffer the same fate if he could get close enough. Again he would be sporting Matra Rocket Packs, carrying 68mm HEAT rounds that fired singularly, the main brunt of his ground attack capabilities.

Once in the air, Noel bought his Mirage to a steady altitude and readied the radio.

<< This is Morena One-one to all flights. We’ll be targeting enemy air defenses today. Fast movers should soften them up first for the slow guys. Everyone else will be watching the sky. With luck we should be gone before anything shows up. >>

<<Copy. Flight four listen up. Myself, Knot and Tombstone will be going in for the first wave of defenses, move fast and hit whatever you can. Joker, hang back and let us take the flak, then hit them with all you've got>>

by **Anowa** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 1:37 pm

Lieutenant Jason "Tombstone" Cain (Morena 4-2)
The Tigershark's new canopy gave Jason a beautiful view of the moon above, it was moments like this he initially became a pilot, to see things from a perspective that only a select few could. The pay was just a rather wanted and fortunate bonus.

But rather unfortunately for the pilot and his craft, the shiny new canopy was the only pretty thing about it. The maintenance crew didn't have the luxury of time to paint over the new panels, and as such the aluminum alloy sat in a patchwork contrast to the grey-blue paint across the rest of the craft. But at least Jason could see his surroundings, as well as the pair of 30mm rotary gun pods under his wings, and the obligatory wingtip mounted Sidewinders. The weight and response of the craft also reminded the pilot of his mdrop tank under the craft's belly. Essentially the same load out as the last two operations, however his wing mounted weaponry had shorter range and could fuck up a flyers day.

Null: << This is Morena One-one to all flights. We’ll be targeting enemy air defenses today. Fast movers should soften them up first for the slow guys. Everyone else will be watching the sky. With luck we should be gone before anything shows up. >>

Aguila: <<Copy. Flight four listen up. Myself, Knot and Tombstone will be going in for the first wave of defenses, move fast and hit whatever you can. Gunny, hang back and let us take the flak, then hit them with all you've got>>

And with that, Tombstone flipped the master-arm switch.

Tombstone: <<Tombstone copies, just give the word.>>

by **Beiarusia** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 2:09 pm

Capt. Aleksei Tallow “Null”
bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

The balkens wrote:<< Vampire to Null, is the intel on the Enemies strength correct?>> Yuri was in no mood for surprises today, and his tone matched his stern words. <<If Flankers bounce us again, i cant guarantee that the attack aircraft will be safe. >>

A valid concern. The squadron had practically been flying blind the night before and had been hit hard by the enemy, and though there was little chance of a repeat it was best to err on the side of caution. Then again, intel was only an educated guess until they had eyes in the area, so there was no telling what surprises awaited them over Chuzhou. Could be nothing or it could be an enemy battalion. Unlikely but possible.

Null: << No telling for sure. There’s a chance that the enemy will be slow to react, but don’t use that as an excuse to take your time. Those Flankers are probably stationed nearby and I want to be gone before they scramble. >>

With luck they would hit the enemy before they even knew what was happening.

“Radar has a hit. Something up high,” Angel informed from the co-pilot’s seat, pushing through her slight hangover so as to focus on the task at hand.

Probably bad news. “Can you confirm?”

“Nah.”

Angel: << Yo, Mr. AWACS. We got something on radar. >>

A moment passed as the allied AWACS attempted to confirm the signal.

Kokkuri: << Confirming enemy aircraft. High altitude. >>

Definitely bad news. Enemy planes were in the area, and though it was just one it would be quick to spot the approaching squadron and would report in. Their element of surprise may well be over. A slight setback. Morena was already crossing into the AO and it would take time for a response to be mounted. Regardless of if they were spotted now or once the attack was underway the mercs still had the advantage. It was only incentive to be quick about it.

“We’re being pinged by enemy radar. They’re tracking us,” Angel informed.

Enemy-Recon: << I see you. >>

It was as good a time as any.

Null: << All aircraft are free to engage. >>

The Voodoo remained on its current path, allowing those rushing ahead to saturate the ground with munitions while the fighters held back on guard duty. The first target was dead ahead. Once AA was eliminated Kasha would deliver the killing blow before moving onto the next target, repeating the process until the enemy supply chain was nothing more than ruins. The sun had already pulled above the horizon and wouldn’t get too much higher before they were done.

Enemy-Recon: << I have eyes on enemy aircraft. >>

Enemy-A: << How’d they get pass our patrol? >>

Enemy-A: << Dammit. Moving to intercept. >>

MiG-29’s would soon be arriving from the south. The first responders.

by **Rupudska** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 3:02 pm

Beiarusia wrote:
Enemy-Recon: << I have eyes on enemy aircraft. >>

Enemy-A: << How’d they get pass our patrol? >>

Enemy-A: << Dammit. Moving to intercept. >>

MiG-29’s would soon be arriving from the south. The first responders.

<<Morena Three-One to Morena Flight Three, moving to engage the incoming Fulcrums. Advising anyone with Sidewinders to assist.>>

Much like Angel, Hound has a bit of a hangover, though it was by no means as bad. Not enough to distract her in the air, nor enough to hamper her skills in a dogfight. Skills she would need - she only had two Sidewinders, and her six underwing pylons were all HARMs.

She turned her crimson Falcon towards the MiG's on an angled intercept course - she was aiming to get behind them before firing, and if that failed, she would just spray them with guns and swing around to try to get behind them again.

For now, though, she would pay no heed to the Gophers below unless one decided to lock on to her.

by **Relikai** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 8:04 pm

Second Lieutenants Shimazaki Haruna 'Shinden', Kanzaki Yuria 'Reppu'
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

"-Should stop drinking so much and relying on your pills. It's not healthy, and you're taking the wrong medication." Reppu said as she communicated with Shinden, who was resting her head against the back of the pilot's seat. Shinden was... wasted. Sure she managed to get up early and gave Knot a knock on her door before packing her stuff, intending to go for a short run around the hangars, but upon reaching Shinden was half asleep again. Sleeping pills do help one sleep, but it sure does not help one rest. Nonetheless, Shinden needed them, but she also omitted the fact that she took alcohol together with the pills. Should Reppu find out, she would have been grounded. By saying that her medication was wrong, Shinden understood it too. She has not touched her antidepressants for some time since enlisting in Morena, probably leading to the anxiety attack during the last mission. Just in case, Reppu was flying the plane while Shinden controlled the weapons.

"I... got it. Don't worry." Shinden muttered. Indeed, she was feeling the blows of the events within the past twelve hours. The deaths of two members of Morena, a potential third in Knot, and her own panic attack during a combat situation. She was exhausted, mentally and emotionally, and her own body was worn out from all that. "I'll have a good long rest when we get back, I promise."

Null: << This is Morena One-one to all flights. We’ll be targeting enemy air defenses today. Fast movers should soften them up first for the slow guys. Everyone else will be watching the sky. With luck we should be gone before anything shows up. >>

Indeed... Reppu thought as she observed the squadron. Sure, they had fought together in a sortie, but she was still new. The Bronco still represented Shinden, not her. Still, she's the pilot, and she has to respond.

Reppu: << This is Morena One-Four. Maintaining holding pattern until enemy AA is defeated. >>

by **The balkens** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 8:57 pm

<<Vampire to Hound, be advised, ill trail and follow you>> Yuri said as he moved his stick to throw around his F-4 into position.

Yuri suddenly thought back to his flight training days in the Mig-21, back when he was younger and a pilot in the EAF. <<Mig-29s, deadly at close range, i recommend thinning them out before things get crazy.>>

by **Empire of Donner land** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 11:39 pm

2nd Lieutenant Amabel Allard
"Knot", 07:02 September 25, 1993, bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian.

October 1989
Aurelia

It was a dark night and Knot had returned from a Combat Air Patrol over the islands, uneventful as it always was but Knot took a sense of calmness and truly felt happy flying for the AAF being in the skies especially in such a beautiful Aircraft, the F-14 Tomcat. Around her a couple of her Squadron mates were conversing in Aurelian she didn't pay any attention however as she looked up at the stars being eclipsed slowly by the moving clouds, the moon light reflecting off creating a dark, almost ominous streak of mist as it moved infront of the moon. She could swear it looked like an Aircraft losing its wing and falling, but she only smirked at it watching as the Moon now dimmed behind the clouds, no shapes recognizable.

Amabel was happy for once, she'd found her calling as a Fighter pilot protecting her country. She had earned a nickname within the Squadron, no longer a Nugget to her Squadron Leader. She had gained respect from her comrades and no one dared piss her off. Instead of college like some people her age she was flying Aircraft, her Parents didn't approve frequently getting calls from her Mother to come back to Griswall, "We miss you." She always said but Amabel always ignored her. She hadn't been more happy with her job since she was only a teen working for her Parents shop back in the Alps. She felt comfortable here, it was taxing on her body and sometimes mind but she always got through it.

Amabel looked up as she heard her last name, followed by her rank. "Lieutenant Allard." The masculine voice said, Amabel instantly recognized it as Captain Gautier, the Squadron Leader. He was old, though he wasn't retired, not yet atleast. He only had a year left, maybe two or so before he would. "Allard, why aren't you celebrating? One of ours just became an Ace." He asked, Knot simply turned around and looked on at the benches and other tables near the hanger near the New Ace Pilots hangar, his aircraft receiving it's finishing touches, the 5th victory mark against Cayenne on the F-14s nose. They were celebrating and drinking the night away it seemed not thinking about the flight tomorrow taking place. While Amabel was just sitting no more than 15 meters away star gazing.

"I'm fine, Sir." Amabel said, as if she was being ordered to say why she wasn't celebrating.

"That's no excuse to not join the fun, Lieutenant." He said with a smirk taking a small sip of the cold alcoholic beverage in his hand.

"But sir, we have a flight tomorrow." Amabel stated plainly.

"It'll be fine, we're going in friendly space. It's just a patrol to keep our thumbs out of our ass. Come on." Gautier said edging the young Pilot to engage in the festivities. Knot agreed giving a nod and had the night of her life.

But little did she know the next day would change her life.

It was the next day, and Amabel had pushed last night's events to the back of her mind. Combat awaited her and Morena Squadron as they seemingly were returning back to Chuzhou. The Radio was alive with chatter and the operation was beginning. Soon enough she heard her own callsign and snapped to attention. Knot had taken control, she took a deep breath and exhaled in her mask.

<<Copy. Flight four listen up. Myself, Knot and Tombstone will be going in for the first wave of defenses, move fast and hit whatever you can. Joker, hang back and let us take the flak, then hit them with all you've got>>

Knot: << Knot copies, forming up on your tail now. >>

Knot flipped the master-arm switch. At will she could press the trigger and let loose a hail of thirty millimeter APHE rounds unforgivingly onto an enemy. She looked as she pulled alongside Tombstones Aircraft and behind the flight leaders Aircraft. She wouldn't make the same mistake again, this time no promises. Already she heard reports of Flankers and surely if she messed up she would face the consequences.

by **Independent States of Tula** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 11:44 pm

2nd Lieutenant Vladimir Tula & 2nd Lieutenant Hanna Tula
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

Null: << All aircraft are free to engage. >>

"Bear, I'm painting the enemy recon aircraft now on radar, one times AIM-7M prepped and ready to fire on your mark." Vladimir announced over the in-jet comms.

"Roger, let me warn the Squadron." Hanna replied as she pulled off from Hound to better angle the F-4 Phantom II towards the recon jet approximately 40 km away.

Bear: << This is Bear, Fox One. >>

With that announcement the AIM-7M Sparrow flew off the hard-point and was guided by the Phantom's radar towards the enemy Yak-25 at Mach 4. However this wasn't fast enough as the enemy Yak-25 hit it's throttle forward and began shooting off away from Morena.

Enemy-Recon: << One of them just locked on me, I'm trying to trash it now. >>

The Yak-25 was extremely lucky as the AIM-7M hit it's 50 km limit and self detonated just behind the recon jet who'd managed to escape with only a moment to spare. The Yak-25 however did not change course even after trashing the missile, instead he continued out of the AO and towards safety.

Bear: << This is Bear, Fox One was trashed. Enemy Recon exiting the AO. >>

"Don't chase him, we've got Fulcrums coming up behind, we've got to deal with them alongside Flight Lead." Vladimir stated.

"Yeah, they're the bigger threats." Hanna replied as she turned the Phantom II back towards Hound to rejoin formation.

<<Morena Three-One to Morena Flight Three, moving to engage the incoming Fulcrums. Advising anyone with Sidewinders to assist.>>

Wolf: << Roger Morena Three-One, Morena Three-Three forming back up. We're armed with three times Sparrows, four times Sidewinders, and our gun. Let's see if we can grab a few before this gets too close for comfort. >>

And with that the F-4 Phantom was back up off Hound's right wing as it prepared to unleash it's Sparrows once the Fulcrums got within 50 km of the now intercepting flight.

by **Relikai** » Wed Mar 02, 2016 1:03 am

Second Lieutenants Shimazaki Haruna 'Shinden', Kanzaki Yuria 'Reppu'
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

"Allied aircraft providing air cover. Alright, they chased the AWACS away, time for us to go in." Without the powerful radar dish, the Beiarusian ground defences could only rely on their own radars. Not to say that they're unreliable, but it's always better to see a target further than closer. Reppu intended for SEAD missions to be carried out, but now that the eyes of the skies was chased off, it could provide them with an attack of opportunity.

Reppu: << This is Morena One-Four, beginning attack run. >>

The OV-10 Bronco powered into life, poor Shinden instinctively slapping a glove over her mouth as the plane pulled away towards the highway. Reppu, calm and collected, took the plane on a gently dive, with Kokkuri spotting ground vehicles at the first supply point.

"Our target are the enemy AA and SAMs." Reppu said to Shinden, who toggled guns and rockets. "No aerial targets. Spotting a SA- Lock!" Banking the propeller plane low to the right, Shinden triggered flares as the heat-seeking missile chased after the dummies. Some might say that without jet engines, the Bronco might be able to trick heat seekers a little more. The two ladies would prefer not to test that theory.

"Angling, ready to fire soon... soon..." The vehicle came closer as the SAM closed to 5,000 meters, well with the 7,000 meter range of the Bronco's rockets. As if they were telepathic in their communication, the trigger was pulled as rockets streaked out of their pods towards the first of the SAMs. One... two... three... four... five... six... At this range, there was no guarantee of a hit, and even as three rockets struck the target, a burst of cannon followed to finish off the first vehicle. An explosion as the Bronco pulled to the side marked the destruction of the vehicle, as Reppu spotted another SAM just ahead, as Shinden triggered off another stream of flares. Another six rockets left the pods right before Reppu saw the puff of a missile leaving the launcher, the Bronco shuddering as it went down to nearly ground level in an effort to defeat the tracking missile. Fortunately for them, the missile followed one of the residue flares, exploding distance away, but still too close for comfort.

"That's two SAMs." Reppu reported, just as a burst of tracer shot past the cockpit. "Shit, AA... And we're slow! We'll need others to help us with this one!"

Kills - SAM x2

by **Ubaria** » Wed Mar 02, 2016 8:08 am

<<Tombstone copies, just give the word.>>

<<Flight Four you are clear to engage. All ground targets are valid. Make it back in one peice.>>

Noel flicked down the reflective visor on his flight helmet and switched the master arm to green along with all onboard weapon systems, everything was showing nominal across the board, and as flight four spread out behind him, the Aguila began scanning for rabbits to hunt. Some range off his starboard wing, a red flash of tracer fire erupted and curved through the air and barely missed Reppu and her Bronco, the beast had just pulled out of its attack run and was facing the brunt of enemy fire for its troubles. The Mirage was in good range for a bomb run and at about the right altitude also, the 250lb bombs would make a meal of the lightly armored ZSU's and anybody stood nearby and so slowly, Noel banked the craft to its right to bring the bombsight in range.

<<Reppu. I tally that AA. Moving to assist.>>

The green circular sight passed over the vehicle for only a brief second, but that was that was needed, a quick trigger pull and the MK-81 detached from its pylon and sped through the air assisted by only momentum and gravity, the small black cylinder descended out of peripheral vision and a few silent seconds later, exploded. However the pilot couldn't observe the damage done because he himself had become the opportune target for another Anti-Air vehicle, a SPAAG someway off in the distance decided to take an impulsive shot and almost got lucky, the tracer fire skirted around the wings perhaps only meters away.

<<I'm taking some flak. Effect on target?>> Aguila questioned, hopefully not about to receive fire in the rear from the ZSU he may or may not have missed.

by **Relikai** » Wed Mar 02, 2016 8:20 am

Second Lieutenants Shimazaki Haruna 'Shinden', Kanzaki Yuria 'Reppu'
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

<<Reppu. I tally that AA. Moving to assist.>>

Reppu jerked the Bronco level as the fire stopped, the vehicle trying to relocate as the Mirage flew over. Unfortunately, the Bronco was too appetizing of a target that they had no time to switch their actions.

The muffled sound of the explosion could be heard by Shinden as Reppu regained some altitude, skirting away from the supply route. Turning towards the highway, a smoking crater could be seen, as well as two black specks, an overturned vehicle and it's turret, separated by the ammunition cooking off with the explosion.

"Good hit, scratch an AA gun. I count three to four more AA vehicles, one's on Aguila, but he should be able to evade it well." Shinden reported as she readjusted her weapons. Fourteen rockets and fifty rounds expended, a third of their flares used. They probably wont be so lucky next time, especially against Radar-guided weapons which practically feasts on slow moving targets.

Reppu: << Reppu to Aguila, good hit. Scratch one AA vehicle. Bank south and you should clear the AA on you. Reppu to Kokkuri and Morena, first point clear of SAMs, roughly three to four AA remaining. >>

Hydra Rockets Left - 62
20mm Rounds Left - 700
Chaff - 4
Flares - 4

Kills - SAM x2

by **Mikoyansk** » Wed Mar 02, 2016 1:11 pm

Lieutenants Vasili "Arrow" Vostrokov and Yuri "Flash" Voskovich
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

Null: << All aircraft are free to engage. >>

About time, Vasili thought. If they wanted this to be over before any hostile QRF joined the fight they needed to be quick about this raid.

Arrow: <<Flash, let's hurry this along, fire up the Mavericks, find the tanks on the ground and give them hell>>

Flash: <<Roger, got them. I'll retarget as you fire them off.>>

Arrow: <<Sounds good, Morena Three-Two, Rifle!>>

The process was repeated five more times until the Maverick racks were empty. The missiles flew down and tracked into their assigned targets and blew several of them to bits. Six missiles, five targets, four dead tanks. One of the exploding T-72s had actually had its turret blown off and crushed a nearby cargo truck, rendering it inoperable as well.

Arrow: <<Morena Three-Two, claiming four tanks and a cargo truck.>>

Hound: <<Morena Three-One to Morena Flight Three, moving to engage the incoming Fulcrums. Advising anyone with Sidewinders to assist.>>

Arrow: <<Morena Three-Two, rejoining flight lead. Got a few ground targets. Three-Three seemed to have a few issues killing an unarmed recon plane though.>>

Kills: 4x tanks, 1x cargo truck
Remaining Ammo: 640x 20mm rounds, 4x AIM-9M, 4x AIM-7

by **Empire of Donner land** » Wed Mar 02, 2016 10:45 pm

2nd Lieutenant Amabel Allard
"Knot"

<<Flight Four you are clear to engage. All ground targets are valid. Make it back in one peice.>>

Knot was flying behind Aguila as the AA opened fire. It had begun and Knot banked left moving off the side of Aguila as they went into their attack run. She put her finger just over the trigger as the gun sights yellow circle with a dot inside drifted within the box reacting to the Aircraft's movement. Soon red tracers flew twoards the the Bronco and she clenched her entire body now relieved that they missed. Soon Aguila, the flight lead, banked and Knot banked the opposite way going for a strafing run with her guns. She turned going in a full circle as Aguila dropped a bomb destroying a ZSU on the ground. She could see the small fire ball from where she was.

Knot went into a wide circular dive. She descended quickly but not too quickly keeping the stress on the Aircraft minimal as the pulled from the dive now a few hundred meters over the tree line as she could see the remaining ZSU's opening fire. The Tracers arcing, reaching over the trees. The SAM's smoking remains weren't far as the Bronco went to the 2nd position.

Knot: << Morena Three-Four, starting gun run. >>

Soon the Aircraft, now exceeding the speed of sound, quickly approached the three unsuspecting targets. She placed the aiming reticle over one of them and pulled the air break out slowing her down before closing it. Now in range she opened fire, pressing the trigger as the Aircraft shook from the violent gun fire. Tracers hit the ground just infront of the side on ZSU, dirt being kicked up getting ever so closer and tracers bouncing off the ground and arcing into the air. Until sparks hit and she let go of the trigger watching as the ZSU now became covered in fire and smoke.

Amabel banked right aiming for the next ZSU flying past the already destroyed SAM sight and ZSU and letting a half second burst go. She saw sparks and some richocheting but the ZSU was still active. She passed over it banking right to the next one shedding speed in every slight turn. The reticle settled over the last ZSU and she let loose another half second burst and the ground vehicles turret began to let loose what seemed like a volcano of sparks and fire as the APHE rounds penetrated the side armor setting the Ammo ablaze along with the Crew.

Like Aguila, Knot received flak aswell as the last remaining ZSU opened fire on the now accelerating Farmer it's Afterburner glowing brightly and climbing back up to the skies. Red tracers flying around her however none had hit true, and her Aircraft was unscathed besides the scratches it already had. She rolled upside down and pulled the stick down leveling out and following the Bronco from above. Though the Red Tracers still fired at her and were getting Alarmingly close.

Knot: << Morena Three-Four, confirming two destroyed ground targets. This last one down there is getting my number, someone get him. >>

30mm Cannon: 3.5 Seconds
2x AA

by **Independent States of Tula** » Wed Mar 02, 2016 11:08 pm

2nd Lieutenant Vladimir Tula & 2nd Lieutenant Hanna Tula
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

Arrow: <<Morena Three-Two, rejoining flight lead. Got a few ground targets. Three-Three seemed to have a few issues killing an unarmed recon plane though.>>

"Asshole." Vladimir muttered under his breath before stating over the flight comms "Bear, the Fulcrums are almost in range, prepare to ripple fire, these guys are likely skilled bastards."

"Roger." Hanna replied simply.

A few tense moments passed before finally Vladimir announced "Fulcrums in range, fire at will."

Bear: << Morena, this is Morena Three-Three, Fox One. >>

With that a Sparrow flew off its rail and sped towards its target far beyond visual range as the radar painted one of the leading Fulcrums in the flight. However far away from the missile the Fulcrum pilot knew that he'd been locked and began a steep dive, moments later the Sparrow meant to kill his jet flew just behind the engine and exploded behind the jet a safe enough distance away.

"Missile trashed, fire again!" Vladimir called.

Bear: << Missile trashed, heads up, Fox One again. >>

A second Sparrow was flung forward at speeds reaching Mach 4, however the pilot of the Fulcrum was expecting this and was already climbing high as he was running out of room to dive.

As the Sparrow was almost halfway to its target Vladimir called out "Fire another Bear."

Bear: << Fox One. >>

The third and last Sparrow flew forward as well, by this time the second Sparrow more than three quarters of the way towards it's target. The Fulcrum pilot however was being crafty, with moments to spare he performed a bank to his right, the second Sparrow blowing past his aircraft and exploding far from target. However Vladimir had calculated that this skilled pilot would be able to avoid that missile, but he had a good idea that the last one would surprise the skilled pilot. The Fulcrum pilot was lazily banking left when the tone of a third lock hit his ears and he realized he was still being tracked by another missile, however it was too late to maneuver again as the Sparrow's streak of rocket fumes revealed itself to his eyes. The missile guided itself straight into the Fulcrum's rear, impacting just above the Fulcrum's two engines before detonating, completely annihilating the engines and the rest of the fighter jet. The various pieces of flaming wreckage now subject to gravity as they plummeted towards the ground.

"You got him." Vladimir announced, Hanna was uneasy at those words somewhere in her mind but the professional in her merely had her broadcast the following.

Bear: << This is Morena Three-Three, scratch one Fulcrum radar contact. >>

Suddenly a sharp tone in both sibling's flight helmets whined incessantly as another of the Fulcrums entered visible range and immediately fired a heat seeker towards the offending Phantom jet.

"We're locked! Evasive maneuvers!" Vladimir called.

"Already on it!" Hanna called back as she pushed the Phantom down towards the ground, the sudden dive only just confusing the heat-seeker at the last moment.

The Phantom was quickly leveled out and Vladimir called "Hit the afterburners, push us away from that Fulcrum and turn us around when we're clear!"

"On it!" And with that the Phantom began a deadly dance with another Fulcrum still coming at it from the front just before the Phantom flew under it at ever increasing speeds, hoping to be out of range by the time the Fulcrum could turn to give chase.

Kills: 1x MiG-29

Munitions:
4x AIM-9M
1x M61A1 Vulcan 20mm Cannon with 640 Rounds

by **Relikai** » Thu Mar 03, 2016 5:31 am

Second Lieutenants Shimazaki Haruna 'Shinden', Kanzaki Yuria 'Reppu'
Bearing East to Chuzhou, Seian

By the time the Farmer has finished it's attack, the Bronco has come out of it's turn. The three attackers, together with Arrow, has cleared most of the AA defences around the first checkpoint.

Reppu: << Reppu to attackers, moving in to strafe. >>

Similar to the battle the day before, the AA vehicle focusing on Knot's Farmer noticed the Bronco coming in a little too late, turning it's guns towards the propeller plane as the Bronco let off a burst of 20mm cannon fire. Already damaged, the Bronco's strafe ripped it apart as it let off a final burst of defiance.

Shinden: << AA destroyed. A kill for Reppu, an assist from Knot. >>

The Bronco shuddered slightly as it continued onwards, heading towards the supply base where machine gun fire was coming from several APCs parked there. Reppu was silent, focusing on her flying as the Bronco neared several, with Shinden tracking them on her screen, before toggling off a long burst of cannon fire and a volley of rockets, lighting up two APCs as the plane cleared it's pass.

Reppu: << Scratch two APCs, Reppu heading towards Checkpoint Bravo. >>

Shinden breathed a sigh of relief, checking her weapons as the attackers headed for the next checkpoint. Reppu remained silent, keeping an eye on her controls. The cockpit took several hits but was still holding strong, except for that one hole at the front of the cockpit, and the small trickle of blood coming from Reppu's shoulder.

Kills - SAMx2, AAx1, APCx2

Hydra Rockets left - 66
20mm Rounds Left - 500
Chaff - 4
Flares - 4

by **SaintB** » Thu Mar 03, 2016 6:34 am

The Flight Shark commanded looked ragged now. Preases was grounded because of damage to his aircraft, Frosty was still sitting things out after the loss of his beloved Super Saber, Wulf didn't muster this morning for the sortie... so that left him and Dash as the only two remaining pilots in his part of the squadron today.
<<Ok Dash. It should be obvious you are on my wing this morning. Lets take it up high and break up the MiG formation from range so that Flight 3 can get in there safely. There could be more on their way so lets keep back and conserve ordinance. I'm heading up to 6,300 meters, stay on my wing.>>

The exhaustion from last night's big dog fight hadn't faded yet and Garret still felt fatigue and sluggishness creeping into his muscles. This was supposed to be an easy mission and Garret was planning on just riding it out. He pulled up the nose and began an easy climb toward the indicated elevation before leveling out and arming the Sparrow beneath the right wing, <<Shark is going weapons hot. Staying beyond visual range of the MiGs to support as needed; Dash and I are going to break up their formation.>> he announced to the whole squadron as he started searching for targets.

He switched back to the frequency for his flight and hailed Dash again, <<Aim for the pilot on the right of the lead, I'll take the left side. Not very likely to score a hit but we will disrupt their formation and make them easier targets for 3 and 4 individually. Fire when ready.>>

For his own part Garret lowered his nose slightly so they he was on target for the enemy MiGs, closing within 50 kilometers he waited for a good solid tone before he fired, <<Shark, Fox 1.>>

He would try to keep his nose pointed toward the MiG-29 he had targeted to give his missile solid data to guide it to the target but he was tired and shaky and a MiG-29 is a far more agile aircraft than the bombers and interceptor style fighters that the Sparrow was designed for.

*AIM-7M Sparrow away, open for someone else to call it.

by **Rupudska** » Thu Mar 03, 2016 10:55 am

SaintB wrote:
*AIM-7M Sparrow away, open for someone else to call it.

Hound saw the Sparrow streak through the air and narrowly miss directly colliding with the MiG it had targeted. But even that was enough to set it off.

<<Hound to Shark, kill confirmed.>>

She herself was now well within firing range of the Fulcrums. They had apparently not bothered to attack her because they were distracted by the rest of Morena trying - and succeeding - to scatter them. They were now good and disoriented, prime targets.

<<Hound, Fox Two.>>

Her own missile streaked towards the Fulcrum closest to the attackers. It attempted to turn far too late for turning to be any help, then dumped a flare too early for it to be any help. The Sidewinder exploded between the Fulcrum's vertical stabilizers and sent it backflipping into the earth below.

A second Fulcrum turned to engage Hound head-on. She opened fire with guns as it turned, spraying its front with bullets, then turned away herself. She saw it belch black smoke, but it did not go down. More importantly, it turned to pursue her.

<<Hound, scratch one Fulcrum, have a second on my tail, heads up.>>

1x MiG-29

-1 AIM-9M Sidewinder

by **The balkens** » Thu Mar 03, 2016 1:27 pm

<<What the!?>> Yuri's radar suddenly lit up with a spike warning. <<Hey, ive just been spiked!>>
The missile alarm then blared in his ear; thinking quickly, he rolled his F-4 over to the left, popping chaff as he turned. <<Breaking, im defensive! Unknown position, probably a a Fulcrum!>> Then the missile alarm rang out again. Yuri then rolled back into the original heading in the direction of the MIGs, chaff still being released.

<<You got to be kidding me...>> Yuri said as he locked up the offending Mig with his Long range missiles. The missile alert still blared in his ear as the solid tone alarm from the radar drowned out all other noise in the cockpit. <<Vampire, FOX 1.>> The missile released from its hardpoint and streaked off, Yuri rolled back over to the left once again and was in a break turn, chaff being depleted. <<Vampire here, can someone confirm that kill if its made? Still defensive.>>

3x Sparrow missiles
4x sidewinder missiles

by **Beiarusia** » Thu Mar 03, 2016 2:27 pm

Capt. Aleksei Tallow “Null”
West of Chuzhou, Seian

The three remaining MiG’s were scattered by the missile barrage, one narrowly avoiding a direct hit from Vampire as it twisted through the air in a hard maneuver. Undeterred by their losses and having closed the distance the Fulcrums moved to engage directly. The first took a hit from Hound but continued on, bring itself behind the scarlet F-16 and pursuing with its own burst of cannon fire, the tracers coming far too close for comfort. The second targeted Bear, lining up a shot while the third MiG achieved lock-on against Vampire from below. Both MiG’s released a missile soon after.

Further back the first site had been cleared of most AA emplacements and the supply line was attempting to to backtrack to safer zones. There would be no escaping.

Kasha: << Beginning attack run. >>

Three allied Q-5’s broke formation and passed over their target, the lead two releasing their munitions with the third trailing to clean up. The convoy of trucks was obliterated as the bombs found their mark. Run successful the Q-5’s reformed and headed off to the next target.

Kasha: << Scratch one convoy. Heading for the next one. >>

Kokkuri: << Be advised. Enemy is attempting to form a defensive perimeter. Additional targets have been spotted on the ground. >>

News had quickly reached the other sites and those furthest out were now falling back. A supply line was needed to support the front, but until the attack was dealt with they would be forced to hold off. An armor division was moving up now, and though the tanks were useless the SPAAG’s in their company were a very much real threat.

Null angled the Voodoo to follow the Nanchangs. He’d much rather go after the MiG’s but felt certain that Hound and the others were capable enough to hold their own, and in any case it would only serve to draw the escorts further away from the attackers, a poor choice given how close they were to an enemy airstrip. No doubt fighters were in the process of being scrambled and it was only a matter of time before they arrived to intercept. Being spread out was bad, but being concentrated in the wrong place was worse. They’d just have to make do.

Kokkuri: << Enemy fighters detected. >>

Looks like Null was right. Not a pleasant thought.

Ace Combat: Broken Line (IC/Open)

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