Mesmerizesoad
Ben wiped the perspiration from his brow, and drop his F-15 eagle into a steep nose-dive, hoping to lose the MIG behind him. He pulled up and spun out of the way of a craggy mountain. The MIG careened into the mountain and exploded, sending junks of the twenty million dollar plane in all directions.
"Nice one, Shot," said Flyboy, his rear. Ben pulled up and did a corkscrew to face another MIG. He fired a pair of missiles at it, sending them screeching at their target. The MIG was completely obliterated and Ben took his eagle right through the smoke.
"Hotshot, I need help man! I can't shake this bogie!" Bear screamed it over the comm.
"Keep your pants on man, I'll be right there." Ben found Bear and fell in behind the MIG. "I'm too close, I'm switching to guns." Ben flipped the switch on his control stick and let his machine guns rip loose a torrent of lead. The bullets connected with the engine of the MIG, sending it spinning. Ben watched the small plane sail into the ocean.
"Thanks man, that scared the hell out of me." Called Bear, letting out a sigh of relief. "He had a missile lock on me."
"No prob."
All of a sudden, a dark, sleek, strange jet came blasting out from behind a cloud. The voice of the captain of the AWACS Icarus came over the comm., "Calling Hotshot and Bear, that plane is a hostile bogie, fire at will, shoot it down, pronto!"
Bear spun in behind the plane, attempting to get a missile lock on him. But before Bear could fire a shot, the plane let out two missiles from its rear. Bear screamed over the comm., as the missiles collided with his plane, sending debris everywhere.
"Oh my god," whispered Flyboy
"Holy s#," yelled Ben, he switched weapons back to missiles, and got a quick lock on the plane. He let two missiles fly out from under his wings, "Come on, come on…" he muttered. The jet sped at the missiles and pulled up before contact, dodging them effortlessly. "Damn, this guy is good."