Chapter 13

Day 4: 2100 hours

ISAF's Hoolian base

The base was quiet, there wern't that many in the base because altho the base its self is complete, there were only a few owls in the base. It was a skeleton crew, a small medical team, a few owls in fire control, a minor repair crew, Sky Eye and Mobius 1. Meaning there was only one owl that could intercept a target from a distance. Mobius 1 had originally arrived on one of ISAF's air born carriers, but until they received more recruits it would just be him.

To mobius 1 it wasn't that bad, life in the southern kingdoms was quite enjoyable. Cool nights, clear skys, beautiful terrain, and finally, a place to find a decent forest untouched by advanced technology.

At the base, they were taking extreme measures to make sure what ever was coming would not get through. Sky Eye had given specific orders for this emergency, they all knew these orders had to be followed perfectly, or they all would die.

Sky Eye had explained their situation in the briefing room.

"There is something big coming, I can tell because something has spoked Mobius 1, altho I do not have any more info considering he passed out from fear... I think that is reason enough to follow these orders with out question. Understood?"

There was a unanimous 'yes sir' from whatever crew was in the base.

"Good. I want every SAM sight available online and fully loaded, and bring out extra missiles to reload when you've fired everything. Everyone else arm up and get ready for an invasion. I want everyone, even the medics, to be armed with a SAMC (Semi AutoMatic Crossbow, the owl version of a hand gun). Dismissed."

So now, armed to the teeth, the owls waited for the coming enemy force. The silence was defining. It was so quiet the owls heard the enemy coming before they showed up on the radar.

In the control room, only one thought lingered in the air. "The're here..." Sky Eye said what everyone was thinking. "Prepare first wave of SAMs. And... FIRE!"

On cue, the first set of SAMs launched into the air and sped off after their targets. In all, the base had 8 SAM sights. Meaning they could fire 32 missiles before reloading. 7 missiles hit their targets, one missed. One by one, the bombers were taken down by ISAF's SAMs.

"Concentrate on the bombers, save the fighters for last." Sky Eye ordered. The order was followed and more bombers were taken out.

Now only 3 were left.

"Fire everything we have left at those three bombers, I don't want even one hole in this base."

The last of the SAMs were fired at the three bombers, 2 were quickly taken out, the last managed to fire one LRAS (Long Range Air to Surface) before 2 SAMs detonated beside and completely decimated the bomber.

"Take out that missile with AMCs!"

Military ground snakes took control of the selected weapon, it was a small, fast moving target... but they could hit it never the less. And with the pull of a trigger, and 29 mini arrows later, one of the missile's fins was shot off and it flew off corse. It detonated harmlessly in the river.

"All bombers down! Enemy fighters withdrawing from the battle, We won!" Praised one of the officers in the control room over the loud speaker.

I think we all can imagine the scene in the base at that moment.

"Sir..." one member of the medical team called up to Sky Eye.

"Go ahead," he replied.

"Mobius 1 has regained consciousness, he's heading up to the control room now."

On cue, the door opened to a barn owl with a bandaged wing. In the joy of wining, Sky Eye didn't notice the look on Mobius 1's face.

"You should have seen it Mobius 1..."

"Sky Eye..."

"I knew we could win if we just..."

"Sky Eye..."

"...held on to the hope that..."

"SKY EYE!"

"Oh, yes?"

"It's not over..."

Sky Eye's face fell. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"If anything, It's just starting..."

A/N: sorry for cliff hanger, if anyone has any questions involving this story... don't hesitate to ask. Just leave a review or PM me and I will answer your questions. Until next time, this is ashipnerd signing off.