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Post by V on Mar 18, 2006 5:33:44 GMT -5
"This is AWACS Cloudcobra to the Fiyyun defense force. We are not intimidated by your hallow threats! As long as they pilots can breath, they can still fly. And as long as I'm flying, I'll make sure none retreat!" The officers in the AWACS knew that they might have something this powerful, though they weren't allowed to disengage. The blockheaded commander wouldn't allow a failed mission. It was either succeed or crash trying. "Ofnir squadron. We've scanned the ground for enemy anti-air batteries. We need these to be eliminated, they pose a serious threat to our bombers."
The data was sent to each, and the reaction from each pilot was similar. "Jesus...cobra..is this right? There is no way we can take all these out!" "Unbelievable! We have to bag all these! There are only eight of us!" "Either way, we need to destroy as many as we can. We'll break of into pairs. Each one of us will either sweep up north, south, east, or west areas of the city. The bombers will attack center. Alright? Ofnir disperse!" Nagase, or Ofnir 6, broke of with Ofnir 4. "This is Razor to Edge. Do you think that the Fiyyuns really have this many anti-air batteries..maybe its a jamming trick." She didn't reply. She was just happy to be away from the Captain.
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Post by solavalance on Mar 18, 2006 5:54:00 GMT -5
Daryl had looped the message, and it would repeat until the city was vacant of all active human life or until it was destroyed. Either way it would take time to do so. She heard is repeating in the back ground as she changed her clothing to something more comfortable for combat. " Attention all citizens of Garx. This is not a test. Please go to the safe houses................. Air force of Lagowit this is Daryl Montgomery, daughter of General Morae Montgomery. Desist in your attack or else the city's defenses shall strike back with enough force to destroy half of your air crafts. Your safety is not going to be guaranteed once you commence your firing". As Daryl's previous information was being played back. It almost seemed like the message would be caught into an infinite loop.
The copper haired woman had changed into a black tube top and had it a good veiw to see enough of a delicous veiw of her chest if any man was looking. Then a pair of black hip huggers and plain old running shoes. Simple attire but was alot easier to move in then a skirt and blouse. The video screen had open showing her father in almost rage. " Why did you not leave when you had the chance? Being the diplomat is not the right choice now" he tried to reason with his nineteen year old child. " I'm sorry father but listen to me. Dr. Mandoza is safe and I am going to a different bunker" she informed him then shut the large computer off permanently, well at least unplugged it.
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Post by V on Mar 18, 2006 6:06:52 GMT -5
"This is bomber squadron Abel." A message was sent out again. "We're preparing to drop off the rest of the load, and wondering if---- Oh Shit! The batteries are firing! We lost Abel 2! Damn't! We're getting shredded up here! Where is the squadron support! Oh jesus! Whing are damaged, were straying away!" The bomber was ablaze, one of the round entered the fuel tank, and ignited it. "Quick drop all the bombs!" As the bomber careened towards the ground, it left behind a trail of smoke and bombs, which exploded like a domino effect, until the bomber struck ground. "This is Cloudcobra! Ofnir! where is your cover?! I told you to watch the bombers! They're getting shredded! We lost all of Abel squadron!"
"This is Ofnir leader, don't you think we're having our hands full with them, too? Who knew Fiyyun had such a great anti-air system." They had engaged their ground attack missiles, but were still getting pushed back, little by little, until it all fell apart. "This is Ofnir 3! Missile evaded! I coul--" He was never able to finsh, he was shot down by a second missile. Ofnir 8, 7, and 2 met the same fate a bit later, each dying with their planes. "Damn't! Regroup! It's obvious we can't act seperate! Man, look at all that fire!"
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Post by solavalance on Mar 18, 2006 6:33:27 GMT -5
A dark garbed man settled down on one of the many roof tops. Aiming the bazooka to a certain air craft. He pressed the button, seeing it just hit the tip of the right wing, causing the jet to spiral down into the pavement. ' They wanted this, and Ms. Montgomery did give them a fair warning' the soldiers mind tried to reason.
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Post by V on Mar 18, 2006 11:56:13 GMT -5
Nagase's warning alarms were going off like mad, until it actually hit. She yelled into her radio, wanting to warn everyone else. "Shoulder mounted SAMs! Repeat the have shoulder mounted SAMs!" The bomber squadron 'Scorpion' sent out a transmission. "We've lost, we might as well go home now. Scorpion disengaging." That's when the AWACS had enough. "Alright, that is it! Abort mission! Abort mission! Edge, is your plane holding out?" Nagase replied quickly. "Negative! I'm losing altitude! I'm going to bail out right here." She tried to pulled the ejection handle with one arm, but it didn't work. "Oh no! The ejection handle is stuck!" She then tried both hands, pulling as hard as she could, until finally, the canopy blew, and her seat was ejected. She quickly detached from the seat, and deployed her parachute, watching her plane slam into the ground. But it wasn't that that worried her. She looked up at her parachute: a big white circle, it reminded her of a bullseye. *I must be an easy target hanging around in the air like this...* She mentally noted. Then she shifted glance to the ground below. *I wonder how many civilians we've killed down there in this useless operation...*
The rest of the assault squadrons had switched course, now a mile away from the city. They had come with about sixty planes. They left with alot less.
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Post by solavalance on Mar 18, 2006 14:36:01 GMT -5
The young woman diplomat exited the labratory dome, packing all items of great importance in her bag. Not even going to bother with trying to talk to her father any longer. She rounded to the car and hopped in. She roamed the city for quite a fair bit of time, finding few survivors. The city with held much of the attack but still.... the devastating power they possessed frightened the General's daughter. She had picked up two young preteens and a child of seven. They wondered where their parents were. It seems like their mother or father had strong enough magic to wipe this event clear from their memories.... before their untimely demise.
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Post by V on Mar 18, 2006 14:49:59 GMT -5
Nagase's boots hit the ground, and she ducked immediatly, letting the parachute cover her. She then wrestled with it, trying to escape it's embrace. Once off, the Lagowit pilot tried to get a look of her surrondings. She had landed in one of the areas the bombers had hit, even saw the burnt out chassis of one. Printed on it read 'Abel 2'. The pilots inside were nothing more than burning bodies. "I never noticed how scary it was behind enemy lines. Are they going to come and arrest me?" She thought about launching a signal beacon, but, it's not like she would be able to be extracted. The helicopter would be shot down. Even if they could get here, the probably wouldn't. Though a mmember of the Ofnir, she was replacable. She sighed, drawing her only defensive item, a handgun. Her talent would come to use as defense later, but even that was as pathetic as her excuse for a firearm.
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Post by solavalance on Mar 18, 2006 15:03:15 GMT -5
Daryl had dropped off the children at the closest underground safe house. And kept roaming around, either she found survivors or enemies. The alternate choice was being picked up by the military. They weren't hostile to citizens of the nation but..... they wouldn't tolerate enemies that was for sure. The young green eyed lady had eventually spotted a damaged air craft. And a woman as well. And she wasn't.... didn't appear to be armed from this distance but maybe she would be. The only reason she wondered if she was armed was because of the woman's uniform. IT was definately not part of Fiyyun.
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Post by V on Mar 18, 2006 15:13:52 GMT -5
Nagase was planning to just run towards the coast, and heopfully be able to just hide there, but she didn't make a plan for wht she was going to do when she arrived. She turned to the direction she wanted to run, and was surprised a see a second woman there. She didn't look like military at all, infact, her attire was a bit...revealing. She didn't want any trouble, so she simply raised the handgun as a way to push her out. "Get out of my way while you still can!" She announced to her, trying to sound as threatening as possible. *I'm amazed anyone in this part of town survived...what was our Air Force trying to prove.* She mentally noted as she moved forward, the sight of the gun never leaving the other woman.
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Post by solavalance on Mar 18, 2006 15:28:45 GMT -5
Exting her car about a good five minutes ago and leaving it behind once she spotted the woman from far away. Standing there, posing like she was of royal lineage. Her gaze was failry neutral and her face showing no emotion as of yet. " Empty threat. you are in enemy territory with a handgun and if you are part of the army your talent is at medium level at best if not worse then that" she said cooly. First to disuade her by several factors then inform her of who she was then try something different then what her father's men might do. Now Daryl would speak like she had before in the labratory when she looped the message. " Lower your weapon. I mean you no harm. And I doubt that you would make it alive if I was killed. My name is Daryl Montgomery daughter of General Morae Montgomery. I'll plead your case against the the city council" she told her, now her own tone was softer and seemed more meaningful. Then she guessed it was a trait amoung most diplomats.
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Post by V on Mar 18, 2006 15:38:25 GMT -5
Nagase was ready to pull the trigger, but it was in the way this other other woman talked to her that made her reconsider. She actually sounded quite serious about this. And the fact that she was standing firm only reinforced the suspicion. "You're the daughter of General Montgomery? That man must have led the counter attack. I guess I wouldn't stand a chance, would I?" She discarded the handgun, throwing it within the charred remains of the 'Abel 2'. "But one thing still puzzles me. You are willing to plead for my case. But why? You don't even know me, and I even had you at gunpoint...is something going on?" She asked. The tone of her voice showed much curiosity, she really meant it.
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Post by solavalance on Mar 18, 2006 15:48:21 GMT -5
" For one thing I am of two different nationalities. I have minor and major influence with who I know. Secondly I am hardly a barbarian, I WAS a diplomat long ago and still retain several of the traits. And thirdly you might actually be an assest to my father's private organization. But this will only happen if you agree and let me handle this" she said calmly. Her bright green eyes were softer more human now. Her pose lossened and she stood as if she was a secretary waiting for her boss to answer.
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Post by V on Mar 18, 2006 15:54:01 GMT -5
Nagase couldn't argue with that. Being in formation from above was already a war crime. It doesn't help that she destroyed two defensive batteries, launched a missile at an elementary school, and worst of all, aimed a gun at a POWERFUL political official. "Alright, I'll follow your commands. I'm counting on you. I don't want to spend my days as a POW. " She let loose almost all the tension she had. She felt she could really trust this woman, though still being behind enemy line was still nerve-wrecking.
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Post by portea4 on Mar 18, 2006 16:02:55 GMT -5
A girl wandered to the streets. She was wearing baggy brown cargo pants and a white boxer. Her black hiking boots made thumping noices everything she stepped onto the ground. She held dog tags in her black gloved hands. She stopped running and she took off her goggles and her black cap. Her black pony-tailed hair was no longer tidy. She wiped the dirt off of her goggles and placed her goggles and cap back on. "I told you not to go...but you did. You said, 'Don't Worry, Tin Herce. I'll be back. Don't worry your 16. I know you won't worry. I can see it in your grey eyes.' You lier...I hate you." She then started to run again. Kristine started to run again until she came upon a sturdy wall. She started to lean on it and then she looked at the dog tags. She placed them in both of her hands and they started to glow white. They then changed into sharp daggers. This was her power. It was to change one thing into another.
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Post by solavalance on Mar 18, 2006 16:03:23 GMT -5
A simple nod was sufficient enough to answer her back. Or that's how she felt it was like, a simple trivial matter. She turned her back and walked about maybe thirty feet ahead of the lagowit pilot. She turned around and asked, " Aren't you coming along?". She said it almost play fully. A genuine smile placed on her gentle face. ' I wonder how Alexander is doing?' she wondered mentally. Alexander was her older brother by six years. Making him about twenty five at this moment in time. Her mother had died long ago in an accident her boat travelling back from Lagowit was caught in a storm. There were no survivors found. And they searched for a week straight. This was when Alex was ten and young Daryl at four years old.
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