What really happens when you call an airstrike

Ok people, this is my first fanfic so no flaming, constructive criticism only. This is basically what happens when you call for an airstrike, and everything else they do when they leave.

Disclaimer: the day I own cod, hawx or top gun is the day I can write a check for $25000 just to get the captain of an aircraft carrier to turn right so the lighting is more dramatic. A callsign or two might be mine though.

Random text: killstreak announcer guy

Random text: flight control people over intercom

Random text: Soldiers over the radio

*A random soldier gets a headshot*

Soldier 1: sweet 6th kill, airstrike time!

Our airstrike inbound

Meanwhile in the middle of the atlantic ocean…

"Sir, we've got a transmission coming in from our ground forces in Rio," said one of the control tower officers. Ghost Rider walks over, "Rio eh? Let's see what those whiners on the ground want. Play it back for me." "Y-yes sir," stutters the technician, obviously intimidated by the presence of his superior.

USS Enterprise, this is ground leader hunter 2-9 requesting immediate air support! We're taking major losses, Can anyone assist? *a loud boom is heard and then nothing.*

Ghost Rider scowls, "dang it they knocked out long range communications, we won't hear anymore out of him until we get into the combat zone. You there, get me a status update on Rio, it sounded like they were getting their butts handed to them," said Ghost Rider forcefully to the operator nearest him. Stinger looks up, "yes sir right away, here's the most current intel we've got at this time," he said as he handed Ghost Rider a folder. Ghost Rider reads for a few moments, " Alright people we're rolling out the big guns, get those planes on the flight deck and prep the catapult for launch. We're pressed for time so brief everybody on the way."

*take off*

Attention all aircraft, we have 3 active conflicts, roll out strike package whiskey, Zulu.

Boots on the ground requesting danger close strike mission target confirmed

The first of three f-14's is moved into position at the rear of the ships' catapult. The flight deck crew attaches the towbar on the plane's nose gear (front wheels) to a slot in the shuttle. The crew positions another bar, the holdback, between the back of the wheel and the shuttle. The flight crew raises the jet blast deflector (JBD) behind the plane. When all final checks have been made, The catapult officer readies the catapult by opening valves to fill the catapult cylinders with high-pressure steam from the ship's reactors. Steam rises from the catapult as it is being charged. This steam provides the necessary force to propel the pistons at high speed, slinging the plane forward to generate the necessary lift for takeoff.(the steam rises up so if you need a visual if you've ever seen back to the future think the flame from the delorean but in steam) When the cylinders are charged to the appropriate pressure level, the pilot blasts the plane's engines. The holdback keeps the plane on the shuttle while the engines generate considerable thrust. The catapult officer releases the pistons, the force causes the holdbacks to release, and the steam pressure slams the shuttle and plane forward. (if you've ever seen back to the future, think the flame trail from the delorian, but in steam) The 42,000 pound plane is rocketed from 0-165 mph in two seconds and At the end of the catapult, the tow bar pops out of the shuttle, releasing the plane. The flight crew lines up the next one, and soon all three jets are en route to Rio.

(a/n second hardest thing to do in a plane and only the navy get to do it, so respect to the navy)

Halobsessed: sheesh what's taking those planes so dang long?

Tomcat14: Eh, I blame lag, I mean look at me, see that semtex over there? I threw that 2 mins ago and it still hasn't gone off yet! Speaking of which I've been running for half the game and I'm still not any closer than when I started.

Halobsessed: CUUUURSE YOU INFINITY WARDDDDDDDD!

(A/N nothing against infinity ward but the server times out way too much)

*back inside the planes*

Attention all personnel, this is a stage 1 alert Repeat, this is a stage 1 alert, enemy units are moving in on the Favela from multiple directions.

Reaper flight this is sentry, you have an inbound air raid at zero nine zero, clear to intercept I Repeat, you are clear to intercept. You only have one objective reaper flight, engage and destroy all, repeat all enemy forces in the combat zone. You are weapons free.

Talon:You call this an air raid? It's just one measly ac-130. Pretty sad if you ask me.

Torch: Wait a minute, where'd the favela gang even GET an ac-130 in the first place?

Talon: Who knows, maybe they stole it from the Russians or something.

*flashback*

Alejandro Rojas: Alright guys today we con the Russians out of their ac-130.

Militia1:But what if they figure us out?

Alejandro Rojas: don't worry, they won't. Don't you know that in the cold war the Americans built the Blackbird aka the fastest and highest flying stealth and recon plane out there on Russias dime?

Militia2: No Way!

Alejandro Rojas: Way my friends, they needed titanium to build it and they convinced the Russians that they were "totally not going to build the worlds best stealth vehicle with it."

Militia1: This should be easy then, alright lets gooooooo! *runs out onto the airstrip and the Russians gun him down*

Alejandro Rojas: That idiot! He should have known that running onto a military base would get him shot, and what's worse is that now they're coming to get us!

Militia2: Don't worry I got this, I speak fluent Russian.

Spetznaz1: (in Russian) You're trespassing on private military property. Give us one good reason not to shoot you and then feed you to the bears!

Militia2: Our apologies for trespassing on your land, but we couldn't help but admire that rather impressive plane you have there. We would like to make you an offer for it.

Spetznaz1:How could you possibly pay for it? We know how poor you guys are.

Militia2: Oh, we're not buying it; we're how you say taking it on loan. You will let us have it won't you? We're going to go fight the Americans with it…

Spetznaz1: The Americans you say? Hmm As much as we fight with America, we don't really hate them that much right now. Sure they think they're better than us all the time but that's no reason to give you our plane.

Militia2: By the way, you know all that titanium the Americans bought in the cold war?

Spetsnaz1: Yeah, what about it? I hear they used it to build car parts or something.

Militia2: They made a stealth fighter with it. Apparently it's the best in the world.

Spetsnaz1: WHAAAAAAAAT! OH THAT'S IT THEY"RE GOING DOWNNN.

Militia2: Great so you'll give us the plane?

Spetsnaz1:NO. We're going to get them ourselves. We've got the TF-141 cornered in salvage so after we're done with you, we're going to go shoot them.

Militia2: 'this isn't working, on to plan b' HEY LOOK! IT'S A COCKY AMERICAN TELLING A SOVIET RUSSIA JOKE!

Entire Base: *turns around* WHERE? We'll kill him.

Militia2 and Rojas: *on loudspeaker* Nevermind, it was just our imagination. Thanks for the plane by the way. : p

Spetsnaz: Hey, come back with that! We will get youuuuuu! Curse you brazil and your Militia!

Spetsnaz1: hey, wasn't that the ac-130 we were storing our nuke on?

Spetsnaz2: Yeah, soooo we're all probably going to die soon right? Oh look they're giving it back, they're so generous!

Spetsnaz1: No you idiot they're dropping it on us.

Entire base: WE'RE ALL GONNA DIEEEEEEEEEEE IDON'TWANNADIEIDON'TWANNADIE

*BOOOOOOM*

*one day later in a Russian press conference*

And so our comrades died valiantly against impossible odds each gunning down 25 men before they were shot. We shall avenge their deaths by waging all out war on those responsible. We will not rest until we have the heads of every single militiaman in Brazil.

…And in a shocking move, Russia has declared all out war with Brazil. How will this affect the world at large? We'll keep you updated as we learn more. Now for the weather, over to you bob…

*flash forward*

Cobra: Eh, who cares where they got it from, lets just kill it already.

Talon: roger that, its got a ton of flares so let's get in gun range and blow it out of the sky!

Torch: I'm with you on that one man, lets go!

Cliffhanger! XD

This is it so far, so what do you guys think?