Chapter 58 Air Traffic Jam

As the three are in the air, the three notices that there are lots of planes marking the whole sky. Aside from obvious fighters practicing on the open sky, there are commercial aircraft coming in. Coordinates are being relayed by ground control and a virtual map appeared on their top right corner, with their plane and allied planes are shown.

"That's state-of-the art right?"#2 said thru the radio.

"Yes…" Trixie said "…it is like playing in a video game."

"Of course, this time, your life is now threatened." #2 said. "Let's just test the aircraft. Just state to the computer that you are training and all weapons systems are immediately disabled." The Wand Trio did it and there is a display on top of them with the word training.

"Alright, let's tango!" #2 said "However, we are instructed that you three would have a duel."

"WHAT?!" All three of them yelled.

"Of course, you must be trained in that way…" #2 said "…if the fourth wielder can detect your positions, you will all be toast."

"Alright…" the three said. At that moment, Trixie and Tootie banks away while Timmy loops up and backwards at full throttle. At that moment, the three started a merge. Trixie yelled 'Fox 3' and a virtual missile sends in towards the sky. Immediately, the two others dodged and threw out a simulated chaff and the missile misses.

"GREAT! WHY ARE YOU AIMING AT ME TRIXIE!" Tootie yelled.

"This is combat scenario…"

"Yeah right… FOX 2!" Timmy yelled. Timmy positioned on Trixie's tail quickly by using his thrust vectoring controls in his plane and a virtual AIM-9 streaks towards Trixie's plane. Trixie uses the 3D Thrust Vectoring controls and induces a spin on his aircraft, like a spinning Frisbee. At the same time, Trixie showered her plane with flares and the flares made the AIM-9 to detonate prematurely.

"You thought that I have no tricks up my sleeves…" Trixie said.

"Sorry Timmy…" Tootie apologizes. She then yelled 'Fox 3' and a missile goes on, streaking the sky towards Timmy. Timmy's cockpit was full of alarm when he remembered that KND still has one more countermeasure to counter a head-on missile attack.

"SHOCK ABSORBER!" Timmy yelled. At that moment, numerous virtual rubber bands fired on the sides of the F-22 and the streak immediately stopped the incoming AIM-120 AMRAAM.

"WHAT!?" The two other kids yelled.

"Sorry guys but I learned this from #2…"

"Hey, I never said that it has that feature!" #2 yelled as he is streaking on the sky, watching the fight from above.

"You do…"

"Fox…"

"BLOODY %#% # %&%&%, STAND YOUR GUARD DOWN!" A familiar British voice interrupted Trixie's declaration. He then yelled "DO THAT IN ARIZONA! THERE ARE A LOT OF COMMERCIAL FLIGHTS IN HERE!"

"Alright…"

Luke Air Force Base 2:00 pm

The three finally continued their air combat training together with different aircrews from different countries, particularly all the US air arms, some of the Russian air arm, the People's Liberation Army Air Force, the Royal Air Force, and the Indian Air Arm. Uniquely, aside from the following air arms, the South Korean Air Force, the German Luftwaffe, the French Aeronautica Navale, and a few Italian Regia Aeronautica join the cause. A team composed primarily of some operational F-35 Lightning II, F-22 Raptors, and the prototype Russian PAK FA, alongside some modified RQ-11 stealth drones, posted as some of the expected 'stealth' jets. The training of the three kids are separated from those of the adults, and the practice of the three are already going for 2 hours now. So far, the excitement of the practice made the kids forget that they are doing this for an hour already.

"Alright, enough already…" #2 yelled "…in real combat, you have already wasted a lot of missiles…"

"I still have to get use with them…" Timmy comments.

"At least you did what you can…" #1 said "…anyways, all three of you will have a very special training section on how to use those weird Hispanos…"

"Correct…" Trixie said "What's their use anyway?"

"That's for me to answer…" Britain said. Flying right beside the KND S.C.A.M.P.E.R. of Sector V is a Eurofighter Typhoon with a British roundel.

"I'm the one who is going to brief you regarding that…" Britain continued. "Sector V, you're now dismissed." At that moment, Sector V went to the sky upwards, vanishing towards the outside of the atmosphere.

"THAT'S AN UNBELIEVABLE CLIMB RATE!" Trixie yelled.

"Reasons why we can't mess with KND…" Britain commented "…anyway, I want you to go into a line abreast formation."

"But why?" Trixie immediately questions Britain's orders.

"Trust me." At that moment, the three went to fly from wingtip-to-wingtip with Trixie at the center of the formation, Timmy on the left and Tootie on the right.

"Now, place one of your hand on your wand and feel its energy." The three did exactly that and the three notices that the modified star-head barrels are lighting up in a yellow pattern. On Britain's viewpoint, the three F-22s seems to look like a very huge bright-yellow three-nosed bomber. The wands are emitting enough energy to similarly join the three planes together in a yellow electromagnetic field.

"Now release it." At that moment, a yellow beam as wide as the three F-22's wingspan with a space of 30 meters between the wings was fired in a very strong straight beam that flashed for 20 seconds in the sky. It went straight and towards a certain direction.

"What in the world was that?" Trixie, Tootie and Timmy exclaimed.

"That is your secret weapon…" Britain said "…the pioneers of their use in the air are the Wand Quartet. They are only applicable if you are inside a 50-meter wingtip-to-wingtip in the same formation and orientation. They achieved most of their claims in this way…"

"So following the British tradition… THEY ACTUALLY SHOT DOWN MORE THAN A HUNDRED AIRCRAFT!" Trixie immediately yelled.

"Wait, how do you….oh…" Timmy said.

"They always did their kills in a shared way…" Britain said "…the official records did not include their kills, for safety convenience…"

"Alright, so this is a perfect merge maneuver…" Trixie exclaimed "…you will always get a first skill, maybe eliminate an entire squadron, in one shot."

"Correct, but after that, you can no longer do that." Tootie said. "No wonder why we have to train for other maneuvers as well.

"Besides, you will have a target shooting with QF-4s" Britain remarked.

"I could see them in my radar…" Trixie said. The three positions right in front of the enemy aircraft's position and right on cue, they fired the beam and the aircraft are hit, even way beyond the range of their AMRAAM. Britain was flabbergasted, but not that surprised, to learn about that.

"The bloody…. I never thought that it could fire at that range!" Britain yelled.

"Well, how did they achieve their kills?" Trixie immediately asks.

"They aligned at visual range." the Britishman replied. "I'll get you to the ground, we are now landing."

Meanwhile…

"Sir, we are receiving a choppy radar signal." a US soldier said in the control room "It's interfering the airline industry."

"Order every aircraft to land down." America remarked "And ground any Commercial flights. Do what you did last 9/11*."

The order created a very fuzzy Air Traffic Jam and this created a trouble in the whole of America, something that the media begins to pick up. On the moment every plane, except the military ones, landed, the radar signal grew stronger until an image begins to form. Immediately, a familiar voice came to America with the voice saying…

"Code P-O-D-M-D, code P-O-D-M-D."

*During 9/11, nearly all commercial aircraft are grounded to 'pick-up' the hijacked planes, except the 4 hijacked aircraft. In this procedure, 2 F-15 Eagles and 2 F-16 Falcons are ordered to intercept the aircraft. However, due to standing procedures, the 4 aircraft are not shot down by the military aircraft. This is what America meant in this section.