Air Station Falstaff Point
Wellington Island
April 12th, 2010
8:00 AM Wellington Standard Time (JMT +1)
Lt. Jeremy Long jogged to his waiting Mitsubishi F-2A. Dubbed the "Viper Zero" by its pilots in the Royal Principality Air Force, the F-2A was a potent strike platform built on the F-16 design. The aviation ordnancemen had already loaded the fighter-bomber with Mk.82 unguided bombs for the ground-attack mission they were about to undertake. His squadron would be making attack runs on rebel positions on Blackburn Island, a small island out in buttfuck-nowhere. As far as Long was concerned, they could have it.
They were supported by some RPAF A-10s and F-16s, which were in turn supported by an Embraer R-99 for AWE&C. He doubted they'd need fighter support. The rebels were mainly a leg infantry force, the kind of guys he'd get in his FLIR sights and cut down with a few bursts from his plane's 20mm Vulcan cannons.
This was a short mission. Blackburn Island was only about 150 miles from Falstaff Point, and there was a KC-10 Extender standing by, just in case. In and out, quick and clean. At least he hoped it would work like that.
At 8:15 AM, the whole squadron was in the air, and the formation of about fifteen aircraft moved menacingly eastward.