Air Force Wing: Part 3, Consequences
Posted By: teemus<teemusliggs@hotmail.com>
Date: 30 January 2004, 5:09 AM
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Ferris system, September 3rd
Harman switched to his rotary-cannons and got a lock on another dropship; he jammed down the trigger and watched the rounds tear a gain hole in the spacecraft. He turned to his left and saw the Longsword on his right go up in flames. He turned his gaze back into space and saw a group of dropships in a loose 'V' formation advancing. Harman activated the 2 remaining T12 missiles onboard his ship. He got a lock on the two leading ships and opened fire. The missiles left a thin white streak in the black of space as they raced towards the ships. The very lead ship was hit in the nose and exploded from the inside; the second ship attempted to dodge the missile but didn't get very far. The missile impacted on the left troop bay and sent the ship streaming towards the planet. By the time the wrecked dropship hit the atmosphere the others opened fire.
Harman quickly dodged out of the line of fire and returned fire with his cannons. He clicked on his COM and spoke, "Why are none of you firing?!"
Once again Paul was the first to reply, "We can't get a clear line of fire."
"I don't give if you can't hit them! Just open fire and be sure not to hit any of our own boys!" There was a series of clicks as each member stated they understood. Harman returned his attention back to the battle and watched as a volley of machine gun fire and missiles streaked towards the lines of enemy drop ships. The first few didn't stand a chance, but the last four-drop ships broke ranks and came at the humans from different directions. Harman heard his ships alarm go off and realized one of the dropships had a lock on him. He quickly jerked up and watched plasma sizzle past the spot where his Longsword had been just a second ago.
The pilot yanked up and came nose to nose with the enemy drop ship. He clicked his COM on and yelled, "Paul! I can't loose this motherfucker!"
"Don't worry, I'm on it." came the calm voice of Paul. Right now the only thing Harman was doing was worrying. He jerked up and saw the enemy dropship speed past him and towards the planet. Harman felt his stomach lurch and realized that he had just let a dropship past their defences, that one dropship could contain enough firepower to control ΒΌ of the planet. He was about to click on his COM and warn the marines on the surface of the drop ship but stopped when he saw a white streak race towards the drop ship. He sat in silence and watched as the drop ship shook and then exploded. The COM then opened up and Paul spoke, "So, how many points do I get for that one?"
Harman gave a small laugh and replied, "I'd say 50."
Paul laughed and said, "Alright boss, just make sure next time its 100."
"I'll do just that," replied Harman as he clicked off the COM. As Harman fell back into the human pattern, he looked up and saw one of the fighters drifting out of the formation; he clicked his COM on again and contacted the fighter, "Red-Six, fall back into formation!" He yelled getting annoyed. There was no reply from the fighter but instead the engines roared to life and it picked up speed. Harman clicked his COM on again and shouted once again, "Red-Six! What are you doing?!"
This time there was a reply from the pilot, "There's no point captain, we lost this war the day we got ourselves into it. Why get back into formation when we're all going to die either way?!"
Harman couldn't believe what he was hearing but managed to come up with a reply, "You better follow orders boy! You can get court-martialled for this!"
"Ahh... but Captain, there won't be a me to court martial, and if we do survive, you won't be there to witness my court martial."
Harman realized that this voice belonged to his wingman Lavi. Harman clicked his COM on again, "And why is that boy?"
"Because I'm gonna see to it myself."
Harman watched in horror as the craft picked up speed and headed straight towards him. Paul who had heard the conversation quickly gathered two fighters and opened fire at Red-Six. They're combined mass of bullets tore a gaping hole in the oncoming fighter. Regardless of this the fighter kept coming, the bullets from the Longswords ceased, Red-Six was gaining speed.
"We can't get a clear shot!" yelled Paul over the COM, "Evade! I say again, EVADE!"
Harman fired the thrusters, but the rebelling Longsword crashed into the aft of Harman's spacecraft. There was an explosion, and Harman twisted his head to the left to see Red-Six's Longsword—or what had been Red-Six's Longsword—streak by with a long tail of flame. It exploded seconds after sending huge pieces of twisted metal in various directions.
An alarm blared in Harman's mind, the displays flashed red, and the Longsword started to spin around. There was an explosion, and Harman realized there was a huge dent in the rear of the ship.
"Sir! Abandon ship, hurry you don't have much—" Harman could hear Paul's voice over the COM before it was swallowed by static.
One by one the displays and view screens exploded, the alarm continued to wail. Harman threw his hands in front of his face after another explosion rumbled through the cockpit. He was overwhelmed, confused, and afraid, so the last option of his was to faint.
And that's exactly what he did.
Authors Note: I would also like to thank CoLd BlooDed (once again) for writing the last 6 paragraphs, thanks and I hope you enjoyed the story.
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