Ch 13
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"there all over me! Get'm off my tail!"
John could hear the sound of Amanda's screaming voice in his headset.
He looked to his right to see two SU-37s close behind Amanda's fighter.
The F-22 was turning and jinking left and right trying to get out of
the two enemy fighters sights. But no matter what she did the two
SU-37s stayed on her tail, mirroring her every move.
"They got a lock on me! Cameron! John! Help!"
John watched in horror as the two SU-37s each fired a missile. He
could hear the sickening sound of Amanda's scream as the missiles
closed on her. A heart beat later Amanda's F-22 burst into flames.
Suddenly he saw another F-22 close in behind the two SU-37s that had
just killed Amanda. The sound of Cameron's enraged voice filled John's
headset.
"Nooo!!" The F-22 swooped in behind the SU-37s and fired two missiles
each streaking towards the Russian fighters. Seconds later the two
missiles impacted sending the SU-37s spiraling towards the earth below
with smoke and flames trailing behind them.
Cameron's F-22 leveled out and continued it's coarse. Suddenly the air
craft exploded... John watched as Cameron's F-22 disintegrated out of
the air leaving nothing behind. But something shot through the flames
and accelerated upwards. It was a Russian SU-47...
John angled his fighter to fallow the Russian fighter as it slowly
began to turn back down towards the earth. In close pursuit he pushed
his F-22 into full afterburner fallowing the SU-47s as it leveled out.
'perfect' John thought to himself. The SU-47 was in perfect firing
position for him to take a shot. John stayed on the Russians tail
trying to gain a missile lock. But suddenly another voice was heard
over his headset. "John get this guy off me!"
To his horror John looked to see that the Russian in front of him was
moving in behind Toms AWACS. He began to panic as his F-22 would not
lock up the SU-47 in front of him. John knew that if he didn't do
something quickly the Russian would take out Tom as well. John then
switched to guns and lined up behind the SU-47. He maneuvered the
crosshairs right on the Russian and pulled the trigger.
A stream of hot lead was sent flying into the SU-47s left wing. The
Russian fighter then began to smoke uncontrollably as it started to
angle for the ground. John smiled under his oxygen mask as he watched
the SU-47 catch fire. But suddenly Johns smile faded...
The Russian fighter was falling directly towards the AWACS. To his
horror the SU-47 slammed into Tom's left wing sending Tom into a
spiraling freefall. As the AWACS fell, the tail section and the right
wing began to break off in flames. John wanted to scream into his
headset but nothing came out of his mouth.
'What the hell is going on?' He thought as the AWACS continued to fall.
"Warning! Warning!" John looked up at his HUD and saw that his on bored
computer was going off the wall. His heads up display then turned a
dark red indicating there was a plane behind him and they had a
missile lock. Instinctively John pulled back hard on the flight stick
and engaged his chaff.
But something wasn't right. The F-22 still remained on its course, not
responding to his commands. He tried again but the whole flight stick
was none responsive. He had no control over the plane what so ever.
John had one option and that was to eject. He reached between his legs
and pulled the yellow handle. At the same time he flung himself back
against the seat waiting for the seat to send him flying. But a second
later John realized that he was still in the cock pit. 'Great!
Nothings working!' he thought to himself. John began to panic as he
twisted his head back and forth looking for the enemy fighter.
Sure enough he could see the fighter between his two tail fins. It was
a Russian SU-47 and it was locked on to him. John slowly looked back
to his HUD and waited for the inevitable. But nothing happened...
Just out off the corner of his eye john saw the noise of the Russian
fighter slowly move up on his left. He took off his oxygen mask and
stared at the cock pit of the enemy fighter. The pilot was looking
back at him but something was missing. The pilot had no helmet and
mask and... It was a woman...
The brown haired woman looked very familiar to him. It was like he
knew her face but the name was forgotten. Her face soon turned into an
evil grin that disturbed John. She then began to speak without a radio
or any other form of communication. John was not sure how he could hear
her but he could.
The woman said "I'm back... John..."
John suddenly woke from the nightmare in a cold sweat. He was
breathing very heavy and sweat was dripping from his face. He slowly
began to calm his breath and was wiping the sweat away with the bed
sheets. He looked over at the desk next to his bed. On it a digital
clock read 7:05 am. He placed a hand on his forehead and sighed.
Throwing the blankets off of him, John climbed out of bed. It was
going to be another long day.
John walked over to the bathroom in his room and stood at the sink. He
turned on some cold water and splashed his face with water. He looked
up at the mirror and saw his reflection. He needed to shave; he needed
to fix his hair. He looked so scruffy in the mirror.
John walked back to his bed and grabbed his flight suit. After slipping
it on and zipping it up he walked out into the hallway of the base
hotel. Making his way through the hallways John pasted some workers
and base personnel. He only acknowledged their presence with a small nod
and continued walking. As he made his way outside the hotel he walked
over onto the Tarmac. When John passed one of the hangers he noticed
something new about them.
Six F-35s and four V-22s lay parked inside of the huge hanger all
facing him. This must have been the 'help' Tom was talking about. John
wondered when they had shown up, maybe when he was asleep.
"Hey! Phoenix!"
John looked up to see Amanda running over to him. When she stopped
in front of him she was out of breath. "We got a mission... Briefing...
In ten minutes... Over at the auditorium..." she said between breaths.
"Dose everyone need to be there?" John asked.
Amanda simply nodded her head yes and said "... I'm going to get them
now..."
"Alright... Meet you there." John said walking in the other direction.
Amanda quickly ran off to the dorm room to get the others.
When John reached the auditorium he was amazed at how small it was.
The building was one story and was about 50 yards long. As john
approached the entrance he saw that a girl with her arm in a sling was
standing outside.
As he got closer John started to realize that this girl was very
beautiful. But something was familiar about her; he just couldn't put
his finger on it though. She had something about her brown hair that
seemed so familiar to him. When John neared the entrance the girl
looked up then looked back down. A second later she quickly looked
back up at him with a shocked expression on her face. She looked like
she had just seen a ghost.
As John walked past her he awkwardly said "um... Hey..." The girl didn't
say a thing, only continuing to look on at him with her mouth
slightly agape. John quickly walked inside trying to avoid the awkward
situation.
'Who was that?' John thought as he made his way into the auditorium.
Inside john found a large group of soldiers and pilots all scattered
across the room. The room almost closely resembled his old base ready
room. John looked around for any of Mobius squadron as he walked
through the crowd. When he walked by a group of the pilots he noticed
that they all had Marine aviator patches. 'Great... A bunch of jar
heads...' he said to himself. (A/N: i got nothing against Marines!)They were all f-35 lightning jockeys, not
one of the best air to air combat planes, but they could hold their own.
John slowly began to find a seat when he heard someone call his name.
"John! Is that you??! Of all people... How does this always
happen!?!" John turned around to see one of the soldiers walking over
to him with a smile on his face. He immediately realized that it was his
old friend back in high school Blair Troop. "It seems fate always
brings us back together! Haha! This is crazy seeing you again man!"
john said hugging Blair and giving him a pat on the back.
"How you been man?" Blair said as they both took a seat.
"Well... Other than seeing you it's been kind of bad-" John was cut
off as someone called the room to attention.
"Ten hut!" everyone in the room snapped to attention facing the
podium. A man in a green BDU walked into the room and proceeded down
the middle isle. When the man reached the podium he cleared his
throat. John could see that the man was a higher ranking officer, a
Lt. Col to be exact.
"At ease..."
Everyone in the room then took a seat. As John took a seat he looked
behind him and saw that Amanda, Cameron, Tom, and Vince had all walked
in and were sitting in the back. But John also noticed another group
next to them. In the group was the girl John had seen outside the
entrance. She had her eyes locked on him with the same shocked
expression.
Before John could put much thought into their little confrontation the
Lt. Col began to speak.
"Good morning... My name is Lt. Col. Anders of the USMC" the he said
in the microphone.
"As of 0400 hours yesterday eastern central time, the president
ordered an immediate counter strike on this new Russian threat. The
Russian threat has been codenamed operation Doomsday and is currently
located 200 miles south of Moscow. The weapon has confirmed to have
destroyed... Over 80% of the coalition forces in the middle east
area..."
Mumbles and chatter filled the room after the Lt. Col said this. "...
The weapon has been identified by CIA agents and special forces as a
giant... Cannon... That propels high amounts of positive energy through
a lightning rod that when hits its target releases its energy
destroying anything within 100 miles..."
All of the sudden the lights were dimmed and a projector was turned on
behind the Lt. Col. A picture of the cannon was displayed on the white
screen on the wall behind him.
"Your main objective is to take down the antiaircraft missiles in the
area around the cannon." he used a laser pointer to point at various
areas around the cannon. "The missile batteries are VERY effective and
must be eliminated. This is where the 57th Marine Force Recon battalion
comes in..." the projector changed to a different picture, this time a
large building that looked to be the size of a football field. "30
miles away from the target is an underground power plant. It powers
the missile batteries surrounding the target. I will lead the 57th men
in with the V-22 osprey and infiltrate the plant. Once there we will
place explosives disabling the power plant permanently. F-22 raptors
with provide air support on this operation..."
John nudged Blair slightly and gave him a grin. "I'll be covering your
ass from above... Just make sure you do your job..." he whispered.
Blair smiled and nodded silently as the Lt. Col continued.
"Now... Here's the tricky part." the projector then changed to the
blueprints of the cannon. But it wasn't just a blueprint of the
cannon... It had a map of some kind of giant tunnel system below the
cannon. Directly under the cannon was a huge sphere in the middle of
the tunnel system "our second objective will be taking down the
cannon itself. The cannon is powered by an experimental power source
that is housed here..." he pointed at the large circle on the map.
"The Marine F-35s will then use their thrust vectoring capability to
navigate directly down the main cargo shaft where they will destroy
the power source."
The projector switched to another picture of the cannon. This time it
was an aerial view of the cannon. The Lt. Col then pointed with the
laser pointer to an oval shaped object on the picture. "This will be
the point of entry... The main cargo shaft... The elevator that
occupies the shaft must be destroyed before you enter. Once destroyed,
you have a straight shot at the power plant..."
John could see the cargo shaft run all the way down to the circle that
held the power plant.
"... All reaming aircraft will destroy any aircraft resistance the
Russians throw at us... Mission codenames are... For the V-22s,
Romeo... F-22s, Mobius... And the F-35s will be Sniper.... Any
questions?"
Silence filled the room, only the slight hum of the projector could
be heard. Lt. Col waited a moment before continuing to speak. "We
launch the mission at 0630 tomorrow. Good hunting out there...
Dismissed."
The room then began to fill with chatter as the lights came back on.
John and Blair both stood up and stretched. Blair then turned to John
a said "alright well I got to go brief my platoon... I guess I'll try
to get back to ya before the mission."
John put out his hand and shook Blair's hand saying "it was good seeing
you again Blair..."
"you to man..."
Blair then turned and walked away as John turned and walked towards his
squadron. But when he approached the group someone was in his way... It
was the girl with her arm in a sling... She was waiting for the isle
to clear up so she could walk out, unaware of John walking up behind
her. He was going to find out why this girl was acting weird every
time she got near him.
When John was directly behind her he taped her on the shoulder. Lazily
she turned around and said "yeah wha-" She stopped what she was saying
as soon as her eyes met his. The same expression she had outside at
the entrance before filled her face. John blushed when he saw her
beautiful face and awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "Um...
Hey. You know your looks you're giving me... Their kinda awkward...
So... I think maybe we should get to know each other a little better.
You know...?" She didn't say anything, only continuing to stare into
his eyes.
John held out his hand and said "M-my name is John Felix, and you are?"
A little unsteady she reached out and shook his hand. "S-Sam... My name
is Sam..."
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