Chapter 37
Gyr smiled as the engines came to life with a quiet whisper, though the craft vibrated like most of the fighters he had flown, and nearly everything else he had been in, and that's including the F-117a stealth fighter, or wobbly goblin as the pilots referred to it. The new craft the company had him testing out seemed like an interesting craft, based off of technology captured from the Shop's Phantom aircraft, one of the twelve in conspiracy control, though one of them was under the private ownership of an ex-agent.
"I'm ready to begin the test flight," he said into the comms, "Captain, do I have final clearance?"
"Roger that, clear skies Gyr," came the cool and collected response from the tower.
"I copy, heading out!"
"Give the Shade a full work out."
"Will do!"
He thumbed the engine to full power as he rocketed down the runway. The craft was maneuvering beyond anything he had yet flown, the vibration dying as he began to move, the craft left the runway and into the air nearly without a delay. They had a V-TOL system installed in the craft, but it wasn't yet time to test it yet, though he would test out some of its other capabilities.
"This thing is flying smooth," he laughed as he inverted and leveled off at a mile up, "Now to really kick it up!"
"We're deploying a squadron of drones for you to deal with, so don't get your hopes down!"
"Roger that, I'll knock them down for you!"
"If you can keep up with the pilots down here, these ones are run by the best of the best and aren't set on AI at the moment."
"So I get to keep the unbeatable edge then?"
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," came the response.
"Activating OCD and throttling up to full attack speed," Gyr responded as the craft vanished from view and the radar screen, "I have them on radar uplink now!"
"Go for it, your weapons are hot!"
"So what was the idea of giving me a half load of missiles and a double load of rockets?"
"To add to the challenge, anyway, the lock on for your missiles will give your position away."
"Roger that, I'm closing in," the fighter jock laughed as he spotted his foes, "Lets see how many I leave after the first pass."
He armed the first missile as he climbed skywards and locked on to a wing pair and fired. Before they could evade, the warhead struck home. The blast incinerated the nearest enemy and clipped a wing off the second one, eliminating one sixth of his problems with his first strike.
"Easy as shooting fish in a barrel," Gyr exclaimed as he dove under the falling wreckage, switching over to the four chain guns his craft carried mounted under the cockpit in a crescent shape before coming over the flames to right side up, "One missile left me with a smaller problem, my guns will make it even less of one!"
His craft moved with more agility than anything he had experienced, he knew it was supposed to make all of the other craft seem like gawky adolescents, but this was overdoing it, he had cut speed and was hovering as his foes came into cannon range, ripe to be eviscerated.
He opened fire as he triggered the underside jets to full power, sending him into a cartwheel feeling maneuver, something he hadn't ever done before, it was borderline ridiculous as he eliminated five more of the drones in one pass as he noticed that the charge for the cloaking devise was running down, it apparently ran off the same generator as the engines that let him hover, interesting.
He rolled back to heads up as he armed the rockets and deactivated the cloak. A slim smile crossed his face as the swept back wings and dark grey fuselage became visible once more as he opened up, the four rocket pods pouring explosives into the unprotected rears of the drones, eliminating three more.
"I like this bird, can I keep one?" he asked as he throttled up and reactivated the cloak with the hover engines shutting down.
"Don't get cocky, you still have two targets left, and if your done grandstanding, get to it!"
"Roger," he responded as he switched back to missiles and immediately got tone, "And he said don't get so overconfident."
"I heard that!" the flight officer roared as te missile was away, smashing through the nearest foes engines before arming and detonating close enough to shatter thefront half of the last drone.
"Mission accomplished," Gyr said with a whoop as he turned the craft around to land, "Why are we rushing these birds out of testing anyway?"
"We have two agents trapped in a place that s now heavily fortified and we needed some aircraft to assist, these ones are the only ones we currently have that could be of use, they are being produced as we speak, the testing is a formality."
"You mean Death and her partner?"
"So the rumors are already out," groaned the flight officer, "Well, yeah, that sociopath we sent them after went underground to a place we didn't even know existed, we're using all hands to prepare for an assault before he gets ahold of whatever it is that he is after."
Gyr smiled as the engines came to life with a quiet whisper, though the craft vibrated like most of the fighters he had flown, and nearly everything else he had been in, and that's including the F-117a stealth fighter, or wobbly goblin as the pilots referred to it. The new craft the company had him testing out seemed like an interesting craft, based off of technology captured from the Shop's Phantom aircraft, one of the twelve in conspiracy control, though one of them was under the private ownership of an ex-agent.
"I'm ready to begin the test flight," he said into the comms, "Captain, do I have final clearance?"
"Roger that, clear skies Gyr," came the cool and collected response from the tower.
"I copy, heading out!"
"Give the Shade a full work out."
"Will do!"
He thumbed the engine to full power as he rocketed down the runway. The craft was maneuvering beyond anything he had yet flown, the vibration dying as he began to move, the craft left the runway and into the air nearly without a delay. They had a V-TOL system installed in the craft, but it wasn't yet time to test it yet, though he would test out some of its other capabilities.
"This thing is flying smooth," he laughed as he inverted and leveled off at a mile up, "Now to really kick it up!"
"We're deploying a squadron of drones for you to deal with, so don't get your hopes down!"
"Roger that, I'll knock them down for you!"
"If you can keep up with the pilots down here, these ones are run by the best of the best and aren't set on AI at the moment."
"So I get to keep the unbeatable edge then?"
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," came the response.
"Activating OCD and throttling up to full attack speed," Gyr responded as the craft vanished from view and the radar screen, "I have them on radar uplink now!"
"Go for it, your weapons are hot!"
"So what was the idea of giving me a half load of missiles and a double load of rockets?"
"To add to the challenge, anyway, the lock on for your missiles will give your position away."
"Roger that, I'm closing in," the fighter jock laughed as he spotted his foes, "Lets see how many I leave after the first pass."
He armed the first missile as he climbed skywards and locked on to a wing pair and fired. Before they could evade, the warhead struck home. The blast incinerated the nearest enemy and clipped a wing off the second one, eliminating one sixth of his problems with his first strike.
"Easy as shooting fish in a barrel," Gyr exclaimed as he dove under the falling wreckage, switching over to the four chain guns his craft carried mounted under the cockpit in a crescent shape before coming over the flames to right side up, "One missile left me with a smaller problem, my guns will make it even less of one!"
His craft moved with more agility than anything he had experienced, he knew it was supposed to make all of the other craft seem like gawky adolescents, but this was overdoing it, he had cut speed and was hovering as his foes came into cannon range, ripe to be eviscerated.
He opened fire as he triggered the underside jets to full power, sending him into a cartwheel feeling maneuver, something he hadn't ever done before, it was borderline ridiculous as he eliminated five more of the drones in one pass as he noticed that the charge for the cloaking devise was running down, it apparently ran off the same generator as the engines that let him hover, interesting.
He rolled back to heads up as he armed the rockets and deactivated the cloak. A slim smile crossed his face as the swept back wings and dark grey fuselage became visible once more as he opened up, the four rocket pods pouring explosives into the unprotected rears of the drones, eliminating three more.
"I like this bird, can I keep one?" he asked as he throttled up and reactivated the cloak with the hover engines shutting down.
"Don't get cocky, you still have two targets left, and if your done grandstanding, get to it!"
"Roger," he responded as he switched back to missiles and immediately got tone, "And he said don't get so overconfident."
"I heard that!" the flight officer roared as te missile was away, smashing through the nearest foes engines before arming and detonating close enough to shatter thefront half of the last drone.
"Mission accomplished," Gyr said with a whoop as he turned the craft around to land, "Why are we rushing these birds out of testing anyway?"
"We have two agents trapped in a place that s now heavily fortified and we needed some aircraft to assist, these ones are the only ones we currently have that could be of use, they are being produced as we speak, the testing is a formality."
"You mean Death and her partner?"
"So the rumors are already out," groaned the flight officer, "Well, yeah, that sociopath we sent them after went underground to a place we didn't even know existed, we're using all hands to prepare for an assault before he gets ahold of whatever it is that he is after."