A/N: hey sorry everyone it took so long to get this chapter out. i was grounded like half the time so i couldnt use the computer.
heres the next chapter, its got good action in my opinion. let me know what you think about the story. I need some motivation! R&R please!
"I don't get it. We should have seen them by now" Pistol said with
confusion in his voice. It had been over 5 minutes since they were
suppose to meet up with the RAF squadrons but so far there was no sign
of them.
"Snake eyes this is Phoenix. I've got nothing on the scope. You have
any idea where they could be?"
"Negative Phoenix they should be here. They must have run into trouble
on their way here. Looks like we're on our own..." John could sense the
concern in his voice. "I don't like it" he said back in a low voice.
"Well neither do I... But we got a mission to complete. Make a turn
east and head to the target." Slowly and smoothly Mobius Squadron
broke formation and turned east. They formed up with John in the
middle, Maiden and Pyro to his right and Stormie and Pistol to his left.
Silence filled there headsets for a moment before Stormie spoke up. "I
got bad feeling about this..." his comment was followed by more dead
silence before John decided to reply back "hey it's just your first
mission. Just remember your training and you'll do fine..."
Everyone seemed to loosen up a bit except for Cameron. One thing that he
had learned from training was when Stormie had a bad feeling in his
gut, he meant it... Cameron remembered the last time Stormie had said
that. They were out flying a training mission working on their
strafing runs when a group of SU-37s ambushed them. Cameron's flight
instructor was killed in the flight along with most of his class. He
also remembered that was the day he won the heart of his crush, Amanda.
Amanda was the most beautiful girl Cameron has ever seen. Her reddish-
brown hair gave her a warm and sensitive look that would melt the heart
of any man. But what really got him were her emerald eyes. Cameron would
sometimes get caught looking at her eyes in class and she would smile
sweetly and say 'what? Is something on my face?'. But every time he
thinks about her he remembers how she wouldn't have been here if it
wasn't for him.
"Five minutes to the target" snake eyes said over the com.
Cameron and the rest of Mobius squadron then started to get mentally
prepared for the mission. Cameron was still uneasy about this mission
but he thought to himself 'it's only first mission jitters, everyone
gets them'.
"Wait a minute... Large group of unknowns on the radar... Give me a
second to identify it..." there was more silence on the com before
snake eyes came back on the radio.
"I count 35 air craft. They don't look like the RAF boys but...
Wait... Shit!! Their attacking the tank battalion!!! Mobius squadron
you are cleared engage!"
As soon as John heard what snake eye said he punched the throttle
forward into after burner, the rest of Mobius squadron right behind him.
"Snake eyes to Mobius squadron! It looks like they are a mercenary
group. They have separate fighters attacking the ground forces. Those
planes are your primary objective. Now connecting ESM..."
A dozen red square target marks popped up on his HUD. John then keyed
his mic and spoke into the headset "this is Phoenix! Maiden, Pistol!
You take out those targets! Stormie, Pyro! Cover us as we go in!"
They all confirmed their orders once he finished giving them. Stormie
and Pyro climbed about a thousand feet above Phoenix, Maiden, and
Pistols position.
As they got closer some of the planes turned to engage them. They
tried to get a lock on Maiden, Phoenix, and Pistol but they failed as
the F-22's radar jamming system disrupted them. "Pyro! Stormie! Take
those guys out!" phoenix said into his mic.
Pyro armed his AMRAM long range missiles and waited for the tone. Once
Pyro had a lock his computer buzzed in his headset, he yelled into his
mic "I've got lock! Firing!". Four missiles dropped out from under
Pyros weapons bay. They each accelerated towards the oncoming aircraft.
Stormie then spoke into his mic "firing!". Four more missiles then
flew towards the planes. 30 seconds later Pyro and Stormies missiles
found their targets and sent them falling to the earth in a flaming
ball of wreckage.
Phoenix, maiden and pistol locked on to the planes attacking the tank
battalion and fired their missiles. Moments later more planes were
sent spiraling to the ground.
"Snake eyes to Mobius squadron. Destroy the remaining aircraft in the
area."
John spoke into his mic "alright guys break formation! Pick them off
one by one!"
"Sam! Status?" Nickolie said over the com.
"sir we are under attack from US fighters. I count five aircraft at our
4 o'clock. I think that may be all of them..."
"copy that Sam. Trish have you finished your bombing run yet?"
Static filled to com before they heard her voice. "Negative! I....
They.... A..... Going.......!" the com then went silent. Sam looked
down to at the group attacking there target. More than half of them
were gone, some still spiraling out of control.
"Trish? Trish!?....... Damn it! Sir she was hit by the Americans
missiles!"
"Nickolie! They got a lock on me! We need to engage NOW!" Jack said
over his com.
Nickolie cursed under his breath. "All planes break formation and
engage!" Jack immediately banked his euro fighter into a hard right turn,
flairs spawning from the underbelly of his fighter. Two missiles flew
by his cockpit fallowing the flairs just missing him.
Sam and Nickolie formed up on his flanks and proceeded to the five
f-22's. Sam's concerning voice then came on over the com. "sir there's
five of them and only three of us! We can't win this fight!"
Nickolie knew she was right. He then spoke into his mic. "Jack stand
down. This is not our fight. Return to..." He was suddenly cut off by
another man voice on the com.
"this is Alexander Tolstoy of Nemesis squadron. We are here to help
the Backwater Mercenary group. Stand down and we will handle the
Americans." as the voice continued 5 SU-47's flew past them to engage
the Americans. Nickolie then replied "negative. We will not stand
down. We will help you. Sam, Jack form up on the SU-47's."
Sam, Jack, and Nickolie then sped up to catch them.
"Phoenix! New radar contacts! Five SU-47's directly ahead of you!"
John looked to see a formation of planes forming up in front of him.
"Alright looks like we're going to have to gun to gun with these guys!
Wait until they pass then break formation!"
The two formations closed the distance between each other within
moments. The planes were nothing but blurs as they passed each other.
John immediately pulled back hard on the stick engaging the f-22's
thrust vectoring. The f-22 swung around quickly at 8 G's, John
strained from the enormous presser put on his body.
He quickly turned his head, looking for a target. At his 2 o'clock he
saw a SU-47 pulling out of his turn. John leveled out his fighter in
pursuit of the enemy plane. When the Russian noticed Johns F-22
behind him he began to perform, as pilots would call it, a 'split S'.
John's computer buzzed in his headset as he gained a missile lock on
the SU-47 directly in front of him. He pressed the red button on top of
his flight stick. Seconds later John felt thump as his missile dropped
out from beneath the weapons bay and streaked towards its target.
The Russian fighter responded immediately by banking hard left and
releasing a cluster of flairs.
John's missile began to track the Russian fighter but it soon flew off
course fallowing one of the flairs. He continued to fallow the Russian
straining under the G's as they dived towards the earth below.
"Missiles to close! Switching to guns!" John said over the com. John
lined up his sights on the Russian as they continued to fall to the
earth. The Russian then pulled his SU-47 up as fast as it could go.
John fought to keep the fighter in his sights pulling close to 10 G's.
He was in danger of blacking out soon so John pulled the nose of the
F-22 out in front of the Russian fighter. Just as john's vision began
to darken he squeezed the trigger sending a stream of lead straight
through the SU-47. The Russian fighter stuttered for a moment then
exploded into a ball of flames.
Suddenly an alarm went off in John's headset. There was a fighter on
his tail and it had a lock on him!
John jinked hard right deploying his flairs. He then yelled into his
mic. "This is Phoenix! I'm engaged defensive! Requesting backup!"
John jinked once more dodging a missile fired from the trailing
Russian fighter. The Russian SU-47 clung to john's tail and wouldn't
let go. "Stormie! Pistol! Maiden! Anyone! Get this guy off me!"
Suddenly the fighter behind him exploded into a mass of flaming
debris. John looked back in astonishment to see the fiery cloud that
was once a plane. Through the smoke a plane emerged another f-22.
"Some call for an ass kicking?"
Even though no one could see it, a small smirk crept onto John's mouth.
It was Pyro...
"Thanks Pyro. Form up on my wing, Lets find another target."
John turned his head forward just in time to see an f-16 fly by,
Pursuing another f-22.
"This is maiden! I'm defensive! Somebody help me!"
"Let's go Pyro!"
John and Cameron both banked their fighters over to were Amanda was.
Amanda making a tremendous effort to shake the fighter off her tail.
Moments later both John and Cameron were trailing the F-16 as it
fallowed Amanda's F-22.
"Maiden! Hold your turn right so I can get a lock."
"Roger that Phoenix!"
Amanda then turned her fighter right putting the enemy f-16 directly
in front of John. John's computer beeped as he gained a lock on the f-16.
"Got you now sucker..." john whispered to himself.
Suddenly a voice was heard in his head...
'no.... John.... Let this one go..... You will regret you actions....
In the future.... If you do this....'
"wha-?"
"Phoenix take the shot! Maiden can't hold out for long!"
'No.... John.... Trust me....'
"but..."
"Sir! Take the shot!"
Sam looked behind her to see two F-22's trailing her. Suddenly her
computer was saying "warning! Missile lock!" Sam cursed under her
breath. She turned hard left away from the f-22 she was trailing. She
had to break away or the f-22 behind her would have destroyed her with
a missile.
"This is Nemesis Squadron leader to all planes! We are taking heavy
losses! All planes evacuate the air space immediately! We will be
deploying project... Doomsday..."
Amanda looked to see all the other Russian planes quickly turn and fly
away as fast as they could possibly go. Sam got the message and did the
same.
"Snake eyes to Mobius squadron! I have new radar contacts! It's the
RAF boys!"
Just as he said this all of the Russian and Mercenary planes started
to break and leave the fight.
"This is pistol! It looks like their leaving! We scared them off! Woo
hoo!"
Suddenly the voice came back into johns head. This time he recognized
it. It was the red Barron...
'this isn't over yet...'
Out of no were a huge bolt of lightning flew across the sky and stuck
the ground. A gigantic explosion of blue and purple fire filled the
horizon almost like a nuclear bomb.
Suddenly john heard a voice over the com. "pull up! Pull up!!! Get out
of the blast!!!"
John immediately pointed his nose at the sky above him and pushed the
throttle forward. John looked outside his cockpit window to see a shock
wave getting closer and closer. Just in time John cleared the wave and
safely continued to go upwards.
But not everyone made it...
John looked down to see one F-22 still trying to clear the blast.
"I don't think I'm going to make it! I'm not going- Aaaaaahhhhh!"
It was pistol... John watched in horror as his plane was completely
disintegrated by the blast. "Noooo!!" he screamed into his mic.
John, Tom and the rest of mobius squadron slowly circled the area as
the explosion died down. When the dust had settled john looked out
his window. His jaw dropped and only one word escaped his mouth.
"No..."
There was nothing... Just nothing. Some of the mountains had been
completely leveled, some badly standing. John looked over to where he
thought the lightning bolt hit. He gasped....
"O my god"
A huge crater was the only thing he could see. The rest was nothing
more than a Barron desert....
"what kind of weapon can do this..." john asked.
Silence filled the com for a long time. No one could take in the
amount of destruction that was caused. Finally someone spoke up....
"snake eyes to... Uh.... Mobius squadron. We need to get back to
base... Before the Russians try something like this again...."
But little did they know this was only the beginning...
A/N: ya pistol is dead.... :(
Next chapter will be on how the rest of them take Pistols death... and more of the doomsday weapon.
And maybe Lt. Blair will make an appearance again (thats if you guys want him to).... R&R PLEASE!