"Speech/Intercom"
"Raido"
"Thoughts:
LOCATION-ZAPPLAND
DATE-JULY-01-2019
TIME-0600
After being shoved in that transport on Fort Grays I figured they would send us straight to the penal base but no we were bounced around between staying for a day to a week at any location. So I'm not gonna lie I was slightly relieved when we touched down at Zappland mostly because I remembered Clemens saying I could continue to though I didn't know how but at that moment I could care less. I Instantly cared the moment we walked into the Base Commander's office where another person stood, Colonel D. McKinsey.
"Well it's Harlings murderers in the flesh and blood." He said turning around and setting a couple of files down on his desk.
"Sir." one of our escorts said and quickly left shutting the door behind him.
"Now then as of yesterday at 1200 hours you two where transferred to the 444th under my command." Letting his gaze meet mine he continued. "But that's just some symbolic bullshit your ranks mean nothing and neither do your names, from here on out you'll answer to your tacnames and nothing else am I understood."
"Yes sir." me and Brownie said at the same time.
"Good now then you two will be in separate cell blocks but will still fly together you must have someone pulling strings because I was gonna stick you two as far away from each other as possible but it's not to be."Looking over at Brownie I could tell that cell comment had gotten to her.
"Sir if I may ask a question?" He nodded in agreement and I continued. "So what is our cell situation then."
Looking at his files one the desk he answered. "Brownie will be with our resident mechanic while you Trigger will be bunking with Tabloid and on that note your dismissed the guards will take you to your assigned cells, also you have a briefing at 0800 now get out."
The second we were out the door the guards took us separate ways to the different blocks, once we reached my cell the guard shoved me in and left not even locking the door. Looking at my roommate I could already tell we would get on great just by that glint in his eyes it spoke of mischief,
"So you're my new roomie names Tabloid or Spare 11."
"Im Trigger and do they always forget to lock the doors or did he really just want to go take a nap?"
"Oh yeah the doors don't actually lock and the guards dont give two shits as long as we are back in our cells by lights out." Tabloid replies, grabbing a book off a makeshift shelf above the sink and sitting on the bed."So what are you in here for?"
"Uh well apparently I killed Harling, didn't even get a trial though got to stew about it for a month now and really want to punch someone."
"And that's another reason this whole worlds going down the drain because of the governments.''He said, throwing his book down and his face changing to a passionate look.
That being said it killed all respect I had for him as I fell on to my bed. "Why me why, first I'm blamed for killing an ex-president, then sent to a penal base where the commanders already a dick and, now my cell mates, a bloody revolutionary."
Picking his book up and smirking he added a quick "Not a revolutionary just don't like the government.'' which gave me an eye twitch and a migraine i could feel growing.
TIME-0835
DATE- JULY-1-2019
LOCATION-ZAPPLAND
OPERATION-HIGH CARD
NICK (TRIGGER) WOOD
SPARE-15
We had just barely started the briefing which had been going well all things considered even if my new name was apparently Harlings murderer, but it was brought to a halt when the Eruseans decided to take up there favorite pastime and bomb the hell out of the base I'm currently just getting to. The run to the hanger took a little longer than i'd liked from the briefing room but once i'd entered couldn't stop the smile as I saw my F-14 sitting there just like i left her but apparently some dick had crossed out the tail numbers which wouldn't have bothered me if they hadent covered up my emblem partially.
"Here catch." I heard from behind me and just barely turned and caught my helmet that Browine had tossed at me.
"Thanks now let's do this." I said giving her a quick hug and climbing in my seat, once we were good to go control had us line up with the others outside when I noticed all the assorted planes I keyed the intercom. "Hey doesn't this remind you of Choppingburg you know with the random mosh pit of planes."
"It kinda does but I got bad news FCS is locked so looks like they weren't kidding about being distractions."
"Well shit what are we loaded with just in case.?"
After a moment she replied "AIM-54s and AIM-9s looks like we're good for long and short range just what this girl was made for."
I was about to respond when the tower cut me of "Trigger taxi to the runway." which I would have done but another pilot cut me off. Spare 8 is what the control tower called him threatening to throw him in solitary and then came back to me. "Alright Trigger as soon as you're at the runway take off and be a good distraction your callsign is Spare 15 consider it your prisoner number as well."
Deciding not to test my luck as soon as we were lined up on the runway I throttled up to full and took off. Once the landing gear retracted I pulled straight into a high G turn and attempted to buzz one off the bombers I could see coming for another run but their escorts took offense to that apparently and sent some fire my way with their guns.
"Really now barely a minute in and you've already poked the hornet's nest." I heard Brownie say in between calling out enemy fighters.
"Hey now they said be a distraction so by god i'm gonna blow their socks off an-Holy shit." I got cut off as a Su-33 with one line on its tail almost clipped my craft.
"Hey ass watch where you flying would ya almost took me out."
"Sorry bout that I'll give ya smoke once we land….hey anyone got a smoke I'll owe them when we land."
"Never mind how about this, what's up with the lines on our tails." I asked as I pulled in close behind a Su-37 and almost laughed when the pilot flipped me off when I tried to wing tip him.
"Now that's something I can do there sin lines the more you got the worse the crime I got one but you got three since you're a murderer." He replied reinforcing the fact the word murderer was gonna get old fast.
The constant dodging and buzzing bombers ended when we lost contact with the base commander and our AWACS Bandog unlocked our which I took advantage of immediately having Brownie arm the 54s or other wise known as LAAMs and fired at the two Tu-95s just on the other side the operation area, "yeah baby reach out and touch someone."
"Isn't that a sniper saying?" Brownie asked as we lined up on a Tu-160 that was coming in from high altitude and unguarded.
"It may be but it fits now keep the LAAMs up. I'm going for guns on this guy."
"Got it."
"Guns guns guns." I called out splashing the bomber finding it eerily similar to Fort Grays.
"Ha I bet he shot Harling with his guns too."
"Shut it Champ everyone knows he put two missiled right between his eyes."
"All of you shut it there's one bomber left Trigger let the others take it you deal with the leftover fighters." Bandog cut in getting tired of the talking,
"Well you heard the man Brownie let's bag some fighters."
"Alright got one coming in at one high and is that plane yellow?"
Feeling my stomach drop and hoping she was wrong I looked where she said and sure enough there it was a yellow MiG-29 the same one that ruined my F-16 over Scofields Plateau by ramming me. "OH SON OF A BITCH WHAT IS MY LUCK."
"Break hard incoming," Brownie called out.
"Shit it missed but the on our six lets try this." I said as tried my tried and true half s-turn into a straight climb but this guy must have remembered it because he stuck to my tail and let off a burst of fire that I barely rolled out of." Ok that didnt work but dumb idea time I saw this in a movie once."
"Dont you fucking dare."
"Sorry but hit the brakes and they pass right on by." was my cheeky response as I hit the air brakes and thankfully he did in fact overshoot which I followed up with two sidwinders that landed but didn't take him out.
"Really he's still up come on man." Brownie complained once she saw him still flying.
"No he's leaving look." I said as he turned away and limped away which was followed with Bandog calling the area clear. On my landing approach i couldn't help but smile I mean ya i'm in prison but hey at least I can still fly.
That moment of happiness was shattered when Bandog came over the radio "You just cost me a lot of money Trigger i'll remember this."
"Goddamnit."