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|Burgundy Flight fanfic one|
|Topic Started: Feb 12 2012, 20:46 (29 Views)|
|Yellow 10||Feb 12 2012, 20:46 Post #1|
Warrant Officer III
|The steaming cat came into view as I lined up on it. the groundcrews work frantically to secure the F-4 Phantom to the cat. Beside me Yellow 52 "Ares" locked his SU-33 into place. "Yellow 10 Jayhawk" spin up," calls the air traffic contol officer. "Roger." the deck man gives me the salute, I return it and grab the hand hold. The force slams me back into the seat. Ares is only seconds after me. We fly southward were a flight of Bogeys have entered our airspace. 5 minutes later we join up with with Yellow 17 Reaper in his SU-30MKI and Yellow 03 in his F-117 Nighthawk. GCI vectors us towards the bogeys. Yellow 17 radios "Unidentified aircraft identify reapeat identify." The only response is a AIM-120. "Break!" We roll off and engage. Four F-16XLs rip past. I turn in to one. dropping in only three feet behind. My 20mm cannon shreds him to bits. Reaper whacks one with his AIM-9X and so does Ares. Yellow 03 fires and the F-16XL falls from the sky. We RTB. I call the ball and line it up. i throw my gear down along with my tailhook. The Phantom slams down and the wire brings me to a stop. I taxi to my spot at cat #1 and shut it down. Mission Complete|
The F-4 Phantom, worlds leading distributor of Mig parts! I love The crunchy sound they make when they die- RC-1207 "Sev" High Altittude interceptor reporting for duty!
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