Blaze watched as the rage-tag fleet began to form. This wasn't finish yet, not by a long shot. So what was next what else did the enemy have in mind? That was when he heard, "This is Captain Nicholas Anderson of the aircraft carrier Kestrel, my congratulations to the ships and planes that made it out of the port. As captain, I will now form a provisional battle fleet. The enemy has set up a blockade of ships ahead. We need to break through to escape."
Blaze rolled his eyes. Well that answered the question of what's next. A blockade. Great. That was just great. "Okay, Wardog. We need to provide air support for that sorry looking excuse for a fleet and help them get the hell out here."
"Yeah! Then we can finally go home and try to forget is horrible day ever happened!" Chopper said in response.
"Good luck in forgeting!" Blaze said, "Because I would like to remind you that we at war."
"Wardog, this is Thunderhead. Are you clear on the mission objectives?"
"Affirmative, Thunderhead. Mission objectives clear." Blaze answered. "Nagase, Chopper, don't try to destroy all the ships. Just go for the ones that are in the way and let the fleet handle the rest." Blaze quickly thought and added, "Also watch for air attacks. Call it a hunch but I doubt that the enemy done throwing them at us, yet."
"You hunches seem to have these way of being right, so I think I'll follow it." Chopper said.
Blaze move toward on the destroyers fired. After his could confirm damage to the destroyer, he quickly switched to another with the same tactic. Nasage notice and realize what he was doing.
Blaze was making runs, not trying to destroy a single ship but damage many. Chopper caught on as well. "All right, this is more like it. Nice simple targets."'
"They are armed with SAM's, buddy." Blaze said, "So do get to cocky and get shot down. Captain's orders after all."
"Yeah, yeah!"
"Edge, Fox 2!"
"Chopper, Fox 2"
"Blaze, Fox 2"
Captain Snow watched his with awe. He was informed that the Wardog squadron was composed of Nuggets. But these planes were flying like Ace… except the lead. Snow was starting to question if that pilot, Blaze, was even human. It was like the demon was flying. This was going extremely well. That was good.
Blaze however was extremely worried. Some was wrong. This was way too simple. It couldn't be this easy. As the fleet began fire upon the enemy blockade, he had physic episode.
Enemy planes fired long range air-to-surface missiles at the Osean battle fleet. Taking heavy damage, all ships were quickly damage allow the enemy blockade to quickly destroy them. No survivors.
The episode end and Blaze knew he didn't have much time. The quickly turned and hit the accelerator to full. "Blaze, where are you going?" Nagase screamed.
"Wardog 1, you a leaving the engagement zone! What is happening?" Thunderhead asked before screaming in panic, "Incoming bogeys! Armed with long range air-to-surface missiles. Coming in on vector 265… the vector which Wardog 1 is heading."
Nagase couldn't believe it. She didn't know how Blaze found them but they were several miles way. Could Blaze make it?
Blaze was determined to try. He was almost passed the red line, his engine seemed like it was crying to him, like it was begging him to allow it to stall. Blaze paid it no heed. As soon as he reached the first plane, he fired one of his last missiles. It is dead on.
The other planes reconciled in shock. They didn't expect a plane to actually intercept them from this range. They quickly switched to there regular missiles, but it was too late. Blaze switched to guns fired. He didn't really aim but he still shot another down.
"I know that is a little far…" Blaze said, "…but I would still appreciate some help over here."
He didn't expect help to come any time soon. He was still on his own.
It was a 2-on-1 dogfight, with Blaze at the disadvantage. They had a full load of missiles, while blaze only had one and they outnumbered him. They had full load of missiles. That gave him an idea. It was an insane idea but an idea never the less.
As Blaze got a lock on one of the planes, at the same time, his buddy also got a lock on him. "Nice try, buddy." The enemy pilot said as he fired.
Blaze went forward and then way. The missile misses him by a fraction… and hit the plane in front of him. "You bastard!" The enemy screamed as he realized he shot his own wingman down.
The plane still had lock. Suddenly another missile hit him. Blaze turned to see another plane flying on his left wing. Blaze smiled, "Say, Nagase! What brings you way out here?"
"I heard my flight lead asking for help." Nagase answered, "And I not going to lose another flight lead."
"You really got to stop taking things so seriously." Blaze said, "By the way… Thanks."
"No problem."
"We have made it through the blockade." Captain Anderson announced, "My thanks to our brave warriors in the sea and in the air."
Copper had at that time finally count up with Blaze and Nagase. Copper when to the right wing and said, "Yeah, they made it though. That is one tough boat, man."
"One luck boat too." Blaze added, "I don't think it took a single hit this entire battle."
"Hey, you're right." Chopper said, "So Kid. How does it feel to be fight lead?"
"An advantage of being flight lead, I do have to answer that question." Blaze said.
"1…2…3!" Chopper said, "Count'em! One, two, three. Three planes." Chopper laughed as he said, "I can't wait to tell the captain about this when the rescue team pulls him out of the water!"
"Which part?" Nagase asked, "The part that we all made it back alive, the part that we complete our mission without him, or the part that Blaze was a good a fight lead as he is?
Blaze then said, "Okay! Not be putting my on a pedestal now!"
They flew back in good spirits… which quickly vanished in the four winds when they got back.