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 Area 91 \\ Area 91 \\
 Okita \\ Okita \\
-State of Tenzan \\ +{{:wiki:tenzan.png?nolink&21|}} [[tenzan|State of Tenzan]] \\ 
-December 7, 0123 R.C.+December 7, 0123 R.C. \\
 0615 hours 0615 hours
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 //1Lt. Erich Wolff and Cpt. Itsuki “Whiplash” Ari.// //1Lt. Erich Wolff and Cpt. Itsuki “Whiplash” Ari.//
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 “Good morning, everyone. I know the weather’s been hell, but it’s cleared up just enough that we need to get your asses out there.” The Lieutenant Colonel grinned. “I hope you all caught some beauty sleep.” “Good morning, everyone. I know the weather’s been hell, but it’s cleared up just enough that we need to get your asses out there.” The Lieutenant Colonel grinned. “I hope you all caught some beauty sleep.”
  
-Lieutenant Colonel Roland Foulke was the CO of the 511th, and had been a fighter pilot long before many of them had even considered a career in the armed services. A career CFA officer, he’d flown his first combat sorties in Vasati during the Colony War, where he racked up confirmed kills even as the Coalition lines collapsed. During the Vasatian Wars, he fought against Grensland, the SIF and SVA alike, and eventually saw combat against Commonwealth pilots during their intervention in the conflict. He had been transferred back to Plateia in 0119, and the Solar War was soon to follow. He saw service in Eurysia, then Esmaria, then finally Tenzan.+Lieutenant Colonel Roland Foulke was the CO of the 511th, and had been a fighter pilot long before many of them had even considered a life in the armed services. A career CFA officer, he’d flown his first combat sorties in Vasati during the Colony War, where he racked up confirmed kills even as the Coalition lines collapsed. During the Vasatian Wars, he fought against Grensland, the SIF and SVA alike, and eventually saw combat against Commonwealth pilots during their intervention in the conflict. He had been transferred back to Plateia in 0119, and the Solar War was soon to follow. He saw service in Eurysia, then Esmaria, then finally Tenzan.
  
 By the time the Union State invaded Okita, Foulke was already written off by most as a burnt-out relic—too blunt, too angry, too //Esmarian// for the fragile situation on the island. But when everything fell apart, he’d been one of the few left with a clear head and a working grasp of how to keep the jets flying—even as most air units relocated south. By the time the Union State invaded Okita, Foulke was already written off by most as a burnt-out relic—too blunt, too angry, too //Esmarian// for the fragile situation on the island. But when everything fell apart, he’d been one of the few left with a clear head and a working grasp of how to keep the jets flying—even as most air units relocated south.
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 He pressed a button on his remote, and an icon appeared near a mountain pass. “Flasks out of Kamiguni again. We believe they’re hunting one of our southbound convoys ferrying survivors back to Fujisaki,” Pa-43s, CFA reporting name ‘Flask’, were the mainstay of the Union State’s jet fighters; supermaneuverable, equipped for air superiority and ground support missions alike, it could stand toe-to-toe with the Coalition’s F-119 Accipiters, and then some. He pressed a button on his remote, and an icon appeared near a mountain pass. “Flasks out of Kamiguni again. We believe they’re hunting one of our southbound convoys ferrying survivors back to Fujisaki,” Pa-43s, CFA reporting name ‘Flask’, were the mainstay of the Union State’s jet fighters; supermaneuverable, equipped for air superiority and ground support missions alike, it could stand toe-to-toe with the Coalition’s F-119 Accipiters, and then some.
  
-“We think they’re running off an AWACS, call-sign Kosmos-4. That’s your jackpot. You find that, and you’ve found the fighters. Kill the source of the information, and the bandits will have to split. Eliminate that AWACS or send it on the retreat—that should be enough to ensure the convoy makes it to the city.”+“We think they’re running off an AWACS, call-sign Kosmos-4. That’s your jackpot. You find that, and you’ve found the fighters. Kill the source of the information, and the bandits will have to split. Eliminate that AWACS or send it on the retreat—that should be enough to ensure the convoy makes it to the city unmolested.”
  
 Someone in the back raised a hand. “What do we do if the fighters spot us first?” Someone in the back raised a hand. “What do we do if the fighters spot us first?”
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 Erich looked down at his throttle, and rested his hand on it. He’d practiced this hundreds of times, in simulations, and on test planes. Erich looked down at his throttle, and rested his hand on it. He’d practiced this hundreds of times, in simulations, and on test planes.
  
-//“Not second-guessing yourself, are you?”// Erich could hear a voice echo in his mind. Itsuki, communicating to him through the plane’s neural link.+//“Not second-guessing yourself, are you?”// Erich could hear a familiar voice echoing in his mind: Itsuki, communicating to him through the plane’s neural link.
  
 He shook his head. //“No, ma’am.”// He shook his head. //“No, ma’am.”//
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 “Foxfire Three, rolling systems check... radar green, targeting aligned. Weapons verified,” Captain Petar “Ghost” Ivankovic, and his pilot, First Lieutenant Alicia “Cinder” Caldwell, were more of an enigma to him, even though he’d trained with them in the VR pods a couple of days ago. “Foxfire Three, rolling systems check... radar green, targeting aligned. Weapons verified,” Captain Petar “Ghost” Ivankovic, and his pilot, First Lieutenant Alicia “Cinder” Caldwell, were more of an enigma to him, even though he’d trained with them in the VR pods a couple of days ago.
  
-Their service records were spotty, at best, but from what little Erich had heard, Ghost was a competent weapons operator, and Cinder was a damn fine flier, despite her habit of chewing gum during missions. She had a knack for pulling of maneuvers that no sane fighter pilot would even think of performing, let alone attempt. “Afterburner green, throttle good. Systems are looking clear. We’re on the hunt.”+Their service records were spotty, at best, but from what little Erich had heard, Ghost was a competent weapons operator, and Cinder was a damn fine flier, despite her habit of chewing gum during missions. She had a knack for pulling of maneuvers that no sane fighter pilot would even think of performing, let alone attempt... and she had been one of the last ones out of the Northern Redoubt, or so the rumors went. “Afterburner green, throttle good. Systems are looking clear. We’re on the hunt.”
  
 “Foxfire Four, you’re up,” said Wiretap. “Get in the sky. Don’t leave us hanging.” “Foxfire Four, you’re up,” said Wiretap. “Get in the sky. Don’t leave us hanging.”
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 “Foxfire Two, tracking the bandit.” “Foxfire Two, tracking the bandit.”
  
-They had a lock. This was going to be a clean kill. The Union States fighters would never know what hit them. Erich relaxed slightly. Perhaps he wouldn’t have to dogfight on his first sortie after all.+They had a lock. This was going to be a clean kill. The Asterian fighters would never know what hit them. Erich relaxed slightly. Perhaps he wouldn’t have to dogfight on his first sortie after all.
  
 Then, the AWACS vanished from his radar, as did his squadronmates. A red light flashed in his cockpit. Something was wrong. His instruments were acting up. “What the hell is going on?” Then, the AWACS vanished from his radar, as did his squadronmates. A red light flashed in his cockpit. Something was wrong. His instruments were acting up. “What the hell is going on?”
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 “Ghost, on our three. Take him out!” “Ghost, on our three. Take him out!”
  
-Another Flask emerged from the swirling mist, the distinctive profile of its design visible through the canopy. It began to climb, and its cannons flashed. Tracer fire lanced out, striking the side of the mountain below, and a plume of smoke and dust billowed in its wake. A missile launched from its undercarriage. Erich knew that the pilot wouldn’t be able to keep that up for long. But the missile was a different story. It could reach them, and the pilot seemed intent on killing his target. It was a simple game of chicken, and it was clear that the Union States fighter was winning. Erich could see that Ghost was trying to pull away, but the enemy had the advantage of altitude and speed, and the missile was closing fast.+Another Flask emerged from the swirling mist, the distinctive profile of its design visible through the canopy. It began to climb, and its cannons flashed. Tracer fire lanced out, striking the side of the mountain below, and a plume of smoke and dust billowed in its wake. A missile launched from its undercarriage. Erich knew that the pilot wouldn’t be able to keep that up for long. But the missile was a different story. It could reach them, and the pilot seemed intent on killing his target. It was a simple game of chicken, and it was clear that the Asterian fighter was winning. Erich could see that Ghost was trying to pull away, but the enemy had the advantage of altitude and speed, and the missile was closing fast.
  
 “Whiplash, nail him!” “Whiplash, nail him!”
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 //“Let’s do this,”// Itsuki ordered. She leaned over her console, her eyes narrowed. //“Get him in range, and then give him a full burst of 25mm. Just like the sims.”// //“Let’s do this,”// Itsuki ordered. She leaned over her console, her eyes narrowed. //“Get him in range, and then give him a full burst of 25mm. Just like the sims.”//
  
-“Roger,” replied Erich. He wasn’t about to let this Union State bastard have a chance to line up a shot on his comrades. Diving, he pushed the throttle forward, and his F-119 screamed through the air, the engine roaring to life. He could hear the wind whistling past his ears, the noise of the turbines drowning out all else.+“Roger,” replied Erich. He wasn’t about to let this Union State bastard have a chance to line up a shot on his comrades. Diving, he pushed the throttle forward, and his F-119 screamed through the air, twin engines hitting a roaring crescendo. He could hear the wind whistling past his ears, the noise of the turbines drowning out all else.
  
 //“Almost in position. Ready to fire... now!”// //“Almost in position. Ready to fire... now!”//
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 “They must have bugged out,” Cinder observed. “They must have bugged out,” Cinder observed.
  
-“Too many casualties to continue their mission,” Wiretap said. “They’re probably retreating alongside the AWACS. At the very least, we diverted them away from the convoy.”+“Too many casualties to continue their mission,” Wiretap said. “They’re probably retreating alongside the AWACS. At the very least, we diverted them.”
  
 Smoke piped up. “The convoy escort will have a much easier job cut out for them now, at least.” Smoke piped up. “The convoy escort will have a much easier job cut out for them now, at least.”
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