A/N : It's Time for a chapter.
Chapter 4 : Nightmare
Phoenix AFB, Date Unknown, Time unknown
"SCRAMBLE, SCRAMBLE, SCRAMBLE"
Those were the only words out of the whole base, being forced to scramble.
"Get those birds in the sky, we're sitting ducks down here!"
It was a nightmare.
"All squadrons linked to Long Caster"
"Strider Squadron get up there!"
All the VTOLs were outta there in 5 minutes. Now it was time.
"Strider 5, You are go for takeoff, Good luck out there!"
"Altitude restrictions lifted."
Skully Islands, Unknown Date, Unknown Time
I gripped the stick of my CF-105 Arrow, in formation with the F-15's and the F-22A of "Three Strikes" it was going to be hell, if they QRA'd us. The two F-14D Super Tomcats beside Strider were Razgriz Squadron. Scarface Squadron had a Su-35 and a Harrier, Tail Number 032.
"BOGEYS, DEAD SIX"
"Strider 5, FOX 3!"
There were 20 Tu-22M Backfire Bombers, with escorts of everything from MiG-21's to F-14's of unknown model, they looked strangely off.
"Splash two Backfires."
"Strider 1, Fox 2, Splash two."
"Strider 2, Fox 3!"
"Razgriz 2, Fox 3"
"Strider 5, guns."
I began darting out from under the Fishbeds, sweating, Releasing safety, showing that my Pitot Tube was in fact a 30mm Machine Gun.
"Hippie Ki yay, Motherfucker" I said as one of the Fishbeds burst into flames, no chute.
I proceeded to hunt down the other two Fishbeds, Shooting their engines until they exploded. my 7.5mm and 30mm machine guns wailing.
"Strider 5, Splash Four."
"ATTENTION, MULTIPLE BOGEYS APPROACHING AT HIGH SPEED, F-14'S!"
"Easy!"
"GIRARD IS DOWN!"
"SO IS T-BAG!"
I began sweating, these guys were good, very good.
"Sephiroth 1, Splash 2" said the lead fighter, It was a female voice.
I began sweating, Holding my stick. I couldn't fathom an F-14 moving that quickly.
"Strider 5, Dart." I said
"SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND, ASSHOLES!" I said as I tore one of the F-14's to pieces.
"You've yee'd your last haw." I continued. Tearing another F-14's to pieces.
"STRIDER 4, MISSILE!"
"BREAK, BREAK!"
Strider 4 was hit, Huxian didn't eject.
"Sephiroth 1, Sephiroth 3 and 4 are down, leave the Arrow to me."
"ROGER!"
You've done it now
I gripped my flight stick, climbing.
"Yippie ki yay, motherfucker."
"STRIDER 5, FOX 2!"
"You've made a grave mistake"
Time stopped, The F-14 pulled a Cobra maneuver. an F-14 couldn't do that. Was this belkan witchcraft.
An explosion rocketed.
December 6th, 2020
Phoenix AFB, 07:32
My breathing was heavy, I was sweating
"It-It." I said.
I suddenly felt an arm touch my shoulder.
"You a'ight?"
It was Huxian.
"I-I just had a nightmare." I said.
"Tell me what happened."
"I was intercepting bombers, Then a squadron of 4 F-14s showed up, shooting down Girard and T-Bag," I started, I would leave out the part of her getting shot down, "I shot down two of them, before the lead showed up, Did a Cobra, and then an explosion." I stuttered throughout the whole thing.
"Seems like somethin'" She replied.
"I can't sleep." I then said.
"Can't get up either."
"Talk to me, I'll see what I can do." She then replied.
Phoenix AFB, 11:00
I was once again in the Mess hall, from this day forward I would be assigned to Strider Squadron. I would be Strider 5.
"That nightmare Huxian told me about, seems oddly specific," Trigger started, "You said you could hear enemy radio chatter?"
"Yes, The F-14 Squadron Leader was Female." I replied. Trigger then Shuddered.
"What was it's color?" He then replied, he was oddly forceful about it.
"Camouflaged, it was an odd color for an F-14." I then replied.
"That bitch survived, I don't believe it," Trigger started. "During Operation Two Pair, I shot down an F-14 Ace, Sophie Andre," he Continued, "She was known for her out of this world maneuvers." he Finished.
"Should I tell the CO?" I replied.
"No." He replied.
"Count, we need to do some Full Band style Intel-gathering." He replied to Count.
He then got up. along with Count, they were headed to, THE RADIO ROOM? YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS.
I finished my Breakfast and ran to the Hangar, I needed to do some modifications.
Phoenix AFB, Hangar A, 11:07
I arrived at Hangar A, to be surprised that Someone was tinkering with my Arrow.
"How long has it been since this thing has flown?" She said, it was obviously directed at me. Usually, the Hangar would be deserted at this hour. But that Osean mechanic, Avril Mead was there, working on my Arrow.
"6 months or so, now get your hands off my aircraft!" I shouted.
"Dumbass, you don't know how much stress you've put this thing through," She replied, "It needs an engine upgrade, lucky for you, I already gave it the ol' magic touch."
She was right, The Iroquois engines looked brand new.
"Why are you working on the Arrow out of all the aircraft here?" I replied.
"It's a unique piece, I checked the Pitot Tube, it's clogged, Can't free it though." she then replied.
"Heh, about that, That's actually a 30mm machine gun from an A-10." I replied.
"What kind of Dumbass would fit that to a fighter?" She asked a rhetorical question.
"The project heads, that's who, it was experimental but Combat ready the whole time." I replied.
"That was a rhetorical question, Dumbass." she chuckled, I chuckled even.
"I know." I then replied. I guess I didn't have to modify the Arrow after all, since it was already done for me.
"I heard you had a nightmare, That's why I'm working on this thing." She said.
"Rumors spread like flies, No one expects the Skully Islands Insurrection." I then replied.
"Funny." She replied sarcastically.
I spent the next 4 or so hours talking about war experiences with her, she wasn't as cold as first impressions would show.
A/N : so, I just stole AC:AH's opening mission, Are those F-14's real? Will that happen? You can only wait and see.
