Grimm Jagers

by Dawn Lt

It has been three months since beacon fell. In one night it had been conquered and in one night it had been liberated. Thanks to a different type of hunter, a Jager. These Jagers are pilots trained to fight Grimm from the air using airplanes, from props to jets. Join Odin Auburn, Blaidd Tulip, Victor Verde, and Luke Silver as they go on the greatest air-campaign since the Great War

1. Prologue: The Liberation

Grimm Jagers: Prologue

The liberation of Beacon

Three months ago Beacon fell. It is really more shocking than people think. It was historically a fortress against grimm and on one occasion invading armies; but never before both.

since the fall of every one has been on edge. tension is rising between the four super nations, the white fang has been growing in prowess as they have been victorious, and to make matters worse grimm attacks have been rising in the frontiers.

This is where they come in; the Grimm Jagers with operation Fall Grau or case gray. This is an operation for a massive air campaign not seen since the final days of the Great War. Designed to counter all grimm Incursions in multiple frontiers, crush fang insurgencies and to ease the tensions between the four nations. This was how me and my team became the poster boys for this operation.

Location: ruined Beacon

110 days after the fall of beacon.

A full moon shines over a snow covered beacon as nevermores fly over the towers counterclockwise above the petrified dragon. From the south a bullhead-transport aircraft approaches with the white fang emblem on the fuselage. Soaring above the cliff, and above the campus, then over the emerald forest circling around for a landing. There they see a makeshift barrier keeping the Fang and the grimm separated. On one side of the barrier the grimm, wandering around or resting on the former campus. On the other side a company of 200 fang troops rest till their commanders come and wake them for their morning assignments.

The aircraft, now stopping to make a vertical landing, slowly descends to the ground. To receive reports and deliver orders to the commander of the company. Before the touchdown five explosions spontaneously erupt throughout the sky followed by a sixth with the bullhead disintegrating in a great fireball blinding all personnel on the ground.

While the bullhead smolders four engines roar over the wreckage and into the occupied air space. Where all four aircraft; The F4u-6c corsair, P-47n Thunderbolt, P-40Q-5 Superhawk, and a P-51H Mustang with the combined fire power of 24 .50 caliber machine guns and 26 rockets move in to sweep every grimm from the former campus grounds and prevent any white fang members from escaping the area.

Flying above the main quad and in between the towers of the ruined academy the gull winged F4u Corsair chases a bull head in tall superstructure of the academy. The Bullhead is nothing more than a large transport/support aircraft with a top speed under 300 mph, with no guided missiles it hardly has an offensive edge. Its weight and speed are its major weakness and without well protected fuel tanks in its wings it is vulnerable to even the propeller fighters of the great war. Nearing a stall the bullhead pilot attempts to dive out of the tower chase and shandell around the main tower for backup to come. However, the smaller, faster and lighter Corsair easily keeps pace and turns into the shandell and sets the left wing a blaze to the enemy aircraft in one burst. Sending it into a death spiral, with thick black smoke trailing from behind; It careans into the barrier separating Fang and grimm. Now all hell has broken loose.

The grimm now loose and alerted they begin to scatter, Now the with fang is left with two options to shoot down the aircraft raiding their positions from above or defend themselves from the grimm. In the panic some fang grunts desert and run from the fight only to get shot by their own commanders and are force to fight both the grimm and the raiders; Any whitfang bullhead was to attack the planes.

Across the campus two bullheads latch on to the shark faced P-40q Superhawk. The Hawk pilot Immediately rolls his aircraft which slows the plane down and puts him behind the aircraft however the bullheads tail is now just a few feet away from his nose. The hawk pilot then lowers his flapps to 14% and relaxes the throttle back to get an angle on the aircraft and fires at point blank range killing the lead pilot. The wingman banks right to escape the Hawk; but the hawk pilot counters with the low speed yo-yo maneuver. Diving for 200 feet he gains airspeed to get another firing angle of a 40 degree deflection shot. All of the bullets from his left wing hit the bullheads left wing root, and all the bullets from his right wing hit the right wing root; and both the bullheads wings tear up and fold up and over the aircraft just like the Corsair. When the bullhead impacts the ground a large black mushroom cloud plumes to the sky and the Superhawk sores over the wreckage and continues with the sweep.

Meanwhile, speeding from the south at 399 mph a P-47 thunderbolt with the words "Grimm Jädgers" on both sides of the engine is performing a high speed strafing run on the grimm eliminating any grimm or personnel that comes into the line of fire of his eight .50 cals. Pushing the throttle forward for his fourth run the p-47 pilot rakes the White Fang encampment blowing up an atlas walker tank into great fireball with his white hot phosphorus incendiary rounds. Pulling out of his run the pilot looks down to see the damage he has caused. There in the surrounding flames he spots a man of interest that intelligence thought was evacuated after the attack. Surrounded by two other figures of a man who seemed to be in his early 20's with a mercury gray color theme and the other a young girl in her late teens an emerald green colored theme. However the one person the 47 pilot was focused on was the tall, red headed, black suit wearing man of interest down below, Adam Taurus.

Anger surges through the pilot as he grips his stick and throttle and yanks it back kicking the right rudder and activate a dust mechanism on the throttle. The plane reverses on a dime and is now heading straight for Taurus. As Adam see's the danger he jumps up thinking he slice the wing off the plane. The pilot smiles under his oxygen mask as he pitches the plane up and wings left hitting Adam with the wing. The rugged Thunderbolt easily absorbs the collision with Adam as he tries desperately to hold on but the pilot keeps rolling the plane. Putting Adam through intense pressure of 4-6 g's of force. After a couple of violent turns Adam loses his grip and blacks out and is then thrown from the wing at 36 ft bouncing on the hard snow covered ground below knocking him unconsciousness.

While the thunderbolt pilot climbs for air speed, The Super Hawk and the Corsair are finishing up the strafing passes on the white fang base and landing grounds. On the last pass the corsair pilot uses up all of the rockets; blowing up almost every transport aircraft on the surface then zooms up to join the dogfight at altitude. On the Super hawks lastpass he destroys the remaining aircraft attempting to take off then the Hawk pilot zooms up to rondevu with the Thunderbolt, Corsair and Mustang. Climbing to 1,000 feet (300 meters) he enters into a massive furball of flying grimm. Avoiding all grimm and aircraft in his flight path.

The Corsair speeds past chasing a flock of never more; Next the Thunderbolt dives down inverted into a gaggle of griffons and hippogriphs. The super hawk rolls to avoid the Thunderbolt, looking back for a quick moment he levels off and puts his head on a swivel. To his ten o'clock he spots the mustang speeding down from 700 ft, above. Charging into a horde of 60 grimm to his 9 o'clock 400 ft. above. The hawk pilot pitches down gains airspeed and wings back towards the horde taking it head on.

Before he could engage the horde, the mustang pilot slices through the horde with machine guns blazing. Armor piercing, Explosive, armor piercing incendiary rounds, and White hot phosphorus incendiary rounds that can burn any surface it touches; especially the skin of grimm. In order to have all the bullets to be effective the mustang pilot kicks the rudder back and forth and pitche the nose up and down. Slaughtering 45 grimm in one pass, with bullets going through the grimm and killing more in the process. As he turns back for the final blow white tracers cut ribbons into the rest of the grimm the mustang pilot pivots his head towards the source; it's the Superhawk, Thunderbolt, and The corsair fishtailing its way to the grimm finishing up the rest of the airborne grimm.

Now with no rounds left the mustang pilot it's time to RTB (Return To Base) and celebrate, for a successful mission. With the sun rising to the east they ride off to their home and to look forward to their next mission. The battle, lasting for only 30 minutes the area is now all clear of grimm. All the remaining whitfang grunts evacuated the wounded with the little aircraft they had. Adam Taurus with the little conscious he has is loaded up and looks up to the sky and see's 45 contrails in the sky streaking north towards vytal with his eyes going back to darkness. He now knows the real war has now beginning.