We had been flying for about thirty minutes now and we have tried multiple times to call Alpha squad to see what the situation was but we kept getting static. At first we thought the static was from the mountains we were flying through but when we left the mountains behind we still got nothing but static. I was growing very uneasy about this whole thing but what worried me more was that you couldn't see any of the tractor wildlife that was famous here. Out of weariness I started to scan the ground for any crashes or gun emplacements but luckily I was being paranoid. I was proven wrong though because as soon as we neared the end of the valley we could see smoke in the distance both in the village and around it. We all sped up to get a closer look when a lone plane broke through the smoke.
"alright people arm your stun rounds."
At Bravo one's command we all armed our stun rounds. Then Bravo one broadcasted through his speakers and the radio, "unidentified aircraft state who you are and land in the field for inspection."
The plane didn't move an inch to the side as it kept on it's trajectory towards us. That was the first sign for me that told me something wasn't right here.
"sir I would recommend we switch over to live rounds because I think this might be an ambush."
"negative. Remain on stun rounds until they fire on us."
I instantly got a bad feeling when we drew closer to one of the smoke stacks. The rest of the squad didn't look down to see what was causing the smoke but I did. I almost fell out the sky when I saw that in the crater was an F-15 from Alpha squad. Then it clicked.
"sir it's a trap!"
As soon as I said that six more planes came out from behind the smoke column and opened fire. Causing the plane that was coming towards us to go down in flames.
"break formation and engage with live rounds."
One of the good things about being a frogfoot is that I can switch between stun rounds and live rounds instantly while the F-15s have to have about ten minutes to switch. The ten minutes they needed wasn't enough time because bullets started flying past us. Bravo three was unlucky and got hit in the right wing. As soon as he was hit I revved up my mini-gun under my nose cone and fired at the incoming planes. Me firing right away must have surprised the enemy planes because they started to break off but my first burst caught two in the mid section causing them to go down. The remaining four must have gotten mad at their comrades deaths because they continued to fire at the squad knocking out Bravo Four and Five. Bravo three was starting to loose fuel from the hit to his wing. The other fighter jets were still in the process of switching over when I locked onto two of the remaining four and fired my sidewinders at them. Either they didn't expect sidewinders or they were unable to counter them, I'll never know because the sidewinders did a direct hit causing them to explode but not before the let loose another volley of bullets hitting Bravo five and six. Now it was me and Bravo one, two and three against the two remaining unknown enemies. Another volley from the two remaining planes hit Bravo one and two but they didn't go down. By now we were very close to the unknown enemy planes. By now the three remaining jets in Bravo squad were able to switch over to live rounds. They opened fire at the enemy but with their injuries they weren't very accurate but they were able to clip the wing of the plane on the left. After being hit the plane on the left broke away and started to head back to the village. Bravo one and two broke off in pursuit while Bravo three pulled back because he was starting to run low on fuel. Now it was just me and the last plane. We both pulled the triggers on our weapons but both of us got an audible click telling both of us we were out of ammo. I growled in frustration because he was to close for me to lock onto with the remainder of my sidewinders.
"hump. Chicken it is."
We continued onto a collision course with each other until at the last possible second I pulled up and avoided his wing but my wing was still in front of him. Luckily for me my wings are reinforced and because they were reinforced my wing scraped all along his side leaving behind a deep gash. The impact from my wing hitting him caused me to lose my balance and fall. By the time I recovered and regained altitude the enemy plane was already out of range and trailing smoke. I looked around for the rest of Bravo squad and spotted them scouting out the rest of the town to check for any survivors. When I joined up with Bravo one and two I could tell that they were sad that their squad mates had died and that it looked like no one from Alpha squad or the village survived.
"guys. Lets report back to base. There's nothing we can do now."
"agreed."
"Command we are going to need a clean up crew at the village."
"Roger that Bravo one. Is anyone from Alpha there with you."
"No sir. Alpha, the village and Bravo four through six are no more."
"I am sorry to hear that Bravo one. What about the attackers?"
At the question I let out a sigh and spoke into the mic.
"sir one of them got away."
"Alright. Bravo team report back to base for debriefing."
"sir yes sir."
With that me and the rest of Bravo team flew back to base.