0400 Hours (4:00AM)
Ricardo put the radio down as the gunshots rang out and quickly grabbed his AK-74M. He opened fire on the Ruvanian commandos shooting at him.
"MIKHAIL, GET YOUR WIFE AND CHILD IN A SAFE POSITION I'LL COVER YOU!", Ricardo shouted to his new friend as he laid down covering fire.
"Tak, my friend! Maria, go with your mother, keep your heads down!", He prepared to cross the field. Fortunately there was a trench ahead to provide more cover. "Whenever you say!"
Mikhail then popped green smoke, as the fighting intesified and as hope began to fade explosions rocked the ground around them and the Ruvanian soldiers began to point their guns skyward. A PBY Catalina and AH-64A Apache appeared on the horizon and began attacking the targets. Ricardo shouted with joy, his calls had been answered.
"This is Grasshopper me and Papa Surf are inbound, Hang tight!" Elson said over the radio
Ricardo replied on his radio "Not just me...My friend and his family as well."
"Errr Lieutenant I only have room for one passenger."
James then replied "Elson you take Ricardo...I'll take his buddy and his family, my catalina has the room...it looks like I can touch down near the shore."
"Copy that, Papa. Coming in hot!", Elson came low following the shore. Locked on and fired a Hellfire in a T-90 MBT getting closer through the field. As soon as immediate threats were taken care off, he landed on the sand, where the group was. "Move move move! You three, to the boat! *points to James' Catalina, after landing on the sea and arriving at the shore* Lieutenant, get in, double time!"
"Papa Surf, Grasshopper this is Boomslang 1 It looks like we've got company, you guys gotta wrap your show up ASAP and get the package outta there!", Anthony said.
Mikhail continued putting rounds down range as James made the U turn to taxi back into the water. He picked up the Catalina's wheels and threw the engines into maximum power. The plane sailed to its takeoff speed and headed for the sky, Thanks to Mikhail's aide Elson saw a brief but effective window of oppurtunity and landed his helicopter. Ricardo sprinted to the Helicopter and entered the rear seat and Elson took off as quickly as the helicopter would respond
Right when Mikhail and his family got in the Catalina and began to take off, Elson spots new threats.
"Shit, T-95's! Mr. Ricardo, hold on tight: we're going for a wild ride!", he said as gained altitude to avoid enemy fire and prepare for counter-attack. "Ive got 4...5..6 of them."
The T-95's didn't waste time, trying to shoot down the "Grasshopper" with all the might of their 130-mm main guns. Elson had to perform crazy maneuvers to dodge them. Locking on, he fires his Hydra rockets and destroys 2 of them. Moving on, the Apache takes hit by machine gun fire, even causing some windows to crack.
"Hang the fuck on!"
The last set of rockets are fired, killing 3 more tanks. Now is down to the last T-95...vs Elson's 30-mm cannon.
"Aaaah!", he charges toward the tank to prevent being hit by the main gun, unleashing his 30-mm fury over the target. T-95's are well protected against machine guns, and he ends up overheating the gun for shooting too much; jammed.
"Whatever, we're getting the hell out!"
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0600 Hours (6:00AM) Sunrise...
Elson soon rejoined formation with James...as they thought they were finally out of the woods they soon had company. SU-25's approaching at low altitude along with SU-35's,J-20's and J-31's at high altitude.
"Boomslang 3 here...I count about forty contacts on radar both at high and low altitudes, Me,Boomslang 1 and 2 will deal with the Frogfoots. The rest of you take on the high altitude birds." The trio dived to low altitude to engage the SU-25's.
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The SU-25's soon closed the gap with the Apache and Catalina, as the pilot locked on he was soon splashed out of nowhere by one of the boomslang's.
"Hooyah! Scratch one Frogfoot!" Juan cheered.
The air battle raged on and losses piled up on both sides...but soon for some reason the remaining enemy fighters disengaged and began their retreat....Then three massive radar signatures appeared on Juan's radar.
"Boomslang 3 to all planes...I have three unknown's on radar. Altitude 114,000 feet and approaching at mach five!"
"Shit...looks like things just got a bit harder" Anthony said.
"Voodoo..." said an unknown female voice with a Kesalian accent.
"That damn voice, I'd recognize her anywhere! It's her!!! The wicked witch!", Juan yelled at the radio. "All units, watch out for incoming hostile! Don't let your guard down!"
The three enemy fighters descended from high altitude and downed several more boomslang fighters. "SHE'S BREAKING UP!!" shouted a Kesalian plot before his signal faded to static.
"Boomslang 1 to all planes! Retreat I repeat retreat, We'll hold them off!"
Kim locked onto one of the unkown's and fired an AIM-120 "Boomslang 2, Fox 3!", the missile simply bounced off of the fighter.
"You bitch! Now you're as good as dead!!" Shouted the enemy pilot.
"What the hell? No effects at all?! Boomslang 3, Fox 3!", Juan then fires a "Karushya" missile...which is also deflected. "No way!" Anthony then fired an AIM-140 Stormbreaker also to no effect.
"DAMMIT!"
"She has some kind of shield around the aircraft! And with that speed, we can't lay a finger on it!"
"Plus there's three of those suckers out there... I think it's best that we retreat..we can't afford to take any more losses nor hang around any longer. Boomslang 3, if you've got a data recorder on your R-2 then I hope you recroded this stuff because maybe your buddies from Ratliff can find a potential weakness."
"Actually...we're just doing that right now.", a new voice could be heard on the radio. Juan recognized it. "Boss?!" "Hello, my boy!", It was Nathan, in his BO-733 a few miles away. "Nosy 1 here, we're analyzing the data on the enemy aircrafts; they seem to use the same feature from the super fortress we spotted at the Russel Glacier. Avoid direct contact at any costs!" "Boomslang 3 to all units, you heard Nosy. Retreat!"
The trio along with the surviving units turned back and headed to allied territory...but the Ruvanian pilot wasn't going to allow it. She lined up her fighter and fired the laser, the laser pierced through Kim's F-16XL and caused some serious damage.
"SHIT! This is Boomslang two! I've been hit...I can still fly but i'm in very bad shape...I gotta drop altitude." Kim said. Anthony soon joined her and flew under her fighter to inspect the damage.
"My god Kim...she did you in pretty bad. Your rudder was basically sliced in half and you're leaking fuel.."
"Laser? Holy cow...looks like the perfect match to me!", he smirks while trying to intercept the one who nearly shot Kim down. "COME ON, WITCH! I'M RIGHT HERE!", he tried to get behind and shoot at her with his laser too, but the Ruvanian fighter's speed and agility was simply mind-blowing, beyond human-capable, almost...supernatural!
"Ved'ma! Let us return to base...the commander will be very happy to know the test results of our new fighter."
The enemy fighter engaged full power and sped away from Juan, Juan then turned around and rejoined formation...
"Boomslang one to all units...one of our members is heavily damage and we need to land soon...You all did well, our mission was accomplished, but unfortunately we lost some brave pilots along the way..Set your course for Courtlyn International Airport...Sagemoor Province, Kesalia."
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10:30 Hours (10:30AM) Sagemoor approaching:
"Courtlyn tower this is Boomslang 2...requesting an emergency landing, please have emergency rescue on standby..I need a doctor.." Kim said.
"Courtlyn tower to Boomslang 2, you are cleared for emergency landing..."
Kim touched down on the runway and slammed on the brakes..because of the damage sustained and the sheer force of the brakes the nose wheel collapsed and her plane soon skidded to a halt. As the canopy opened the emergency vehicles appeared, pulled her out of the plane and hosed it down. They then loaded her into an ambulance and took her to a nearby hospital. Shortly after Juan,Anthony,James and Elson landed along with the surviving Boomslang's.