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“The enemy GHQ is located underneath a landfill located in there costal capital of Farbanti. Bring it under control
to end this war once and for all! Out troops will enter via the Silver Bridge, and the flooded city to the south. Enemy tank
forces are also closing in form the north. Destroy Johnson Memorial Bridge to stop them from joining forces at the GHQ. Mobius
Squadron, we wish you the best of luck. LAUNCH!”
We got another pilot to the squadron. His name was Captain Allen Hamilton. His callsign was Yellow-Killer.
“The outcome of the war rests on you, so stay focused on the job at hand. REMEMBER! Survival is paramount! GOOD LUCK
TO YOU ALL! And Mobius 1, an end to the war would be a nice birthday gift as well.” The AWACS said in what was likely
to be the last time.
“Looks like today’s the day you’ll make a name for yourselves.”
Then, I saw it. The plane. It was straight ahead of front of me. I immediately broke formation and started to chase it. It
tried to outmanoeuvre me, but I was faster in the Su-47 “Berkut” (a Russian Fighter/Bomber that also had stealth
functions.) I saw that it had a logo form a company called “Gründer Industries, North Osea” whatever this was,
it had distracted me for long enough. I locked onto it with the Quick-Manoeuvre Air to Air Missiles, and fired! The missiles
trailed the plane for a while, but they eventually hit it in the wings. (Which where fairly stubby-looking. It must have been
a new type of aerofoil.) I started to make my way back to the battle just in time to destroy Johnson Memorial Bridge.
“Where are the combat engineers? Destroy the bridge before reinforcements arrive!”
“JOHNSON MEMORIAL BRIDGE DESTROYED! THE’RE CUT OFF NOW!” Skyeye said.
“DON”T LET MOBIUS SQUADRON TAKE ALL THE GLORY! BAG A COUPLE OF KILLS TOO!” the ground forces must have got
tired of sharing out limelight, and wanted a little piece of the action.
“That battleship’s run aground! It won’t sink!”
“Enemy battleship sunk!”
“Alright! Enemy battleship exploding! They did it!”
The enemy’s radio chatter was getting frantic.
“They’ve all got ribbon insignias!”
“DISREGARD THE DAMAGE! JUST GET ACROSS THAT BRIDGE!”
“OH NO! THE RIBBON ON THAT PLANE! IT’S THE GRIM REAPER!”
“Tanks are just steel coffins when he’s around!”
“They’re just airplanes! Just shoot them and they crash!”
“Tank 12 just took a direct hit! It’s up in flames! Did anyone escape?”
“Barry's company has air superiority over the battlefield, so stop worrying!”
The air battle was already fierce; no one even had time to be afraid. I used the buildings as cover so the missiles hit them
instead of me; I even managed to get the enemy planes to hit their own forces by flying extremely low. ISAF’s ground
forces were doing a great job at getting to the enemy’s GHQ. I flew over what looked like the American Pentagon and
dropped a few bombs on it taking out the forces and several high-ranking officers.
“My warning lights are going crazy! Someone shoot down those planes for me!”
“Okay, I’m coming! Hang on!”
“This is the 172nd bomber wing, now commencing attack on remaining enemy ground forces.”
“This is Stalin 1 to costal battleships, relaying coordinates of enemy runway! Fire at will!”
“Wilco Stalin 1, coordinates received, firing long-range burst missiles now!”
After the long-range fire took out the runway, the enemy radio chatter really started to get frantic and the air battle was
now even worse then before.
“No plane is invincible, no pilot infallible.”
“Don't let them reach the landfill!”
“WE STOP THEM HERE!”
“Where’s Yellow Squadron?”
“Yellow Squadron tried to takeoff, but the runway’s destroyed! It’ll be 4 minuets before they arrive!”
“FOUR MINUETS? WE WON’T LAST THAT LONG!”
“Has the Supreme Commander escaped yet?”
“He’s getting his wife and daughter to the chopper, try to gain some more time!”
Skyeye was also getting frantic, but I think eventually, he gave up as no one was listening to him. Our ground forces where
advancing smoothly and almost at the GHQ.
“Tango 4 here, landed at the south of the landfill. Moving on to securing the headquarters.”
“Bravo 13 here, enemy position on the Silver Bridge secured! Moving on to securing enemy HQ.”
“Enemy leaders are using choppers to escape from the HQ!”
“SOMEONE PRESUE THE CHOPPERS!”
“Bravo 13 here, we're on site.”
“Tango 4 here, we're on target and going in!”
“All enemy choppers shot down! Enemy Generals are dead or captured!”
“Don’t let up ‘till it’s over!”
“So it's going to be an air battle above the enemy's stronghold!”
“Damn, tenacious Erusians! Why won't they surrender already?”
“TANGO 8 HERE, WE’RE IN CONTROL OF THE ERUSIAN HEADQUARTERS!”
“Don’t get to comfy yet! Five aircraft are closing in at high speed. It's the Yellow Squadron! Looks like they've
come to make a last stand for Erusea. Let's settle this once and for all. Leave the choppers to the others. You can end this
war!
Approaching contact point! Stay alert!”
“All Yellow, engage as a formation! No single-ship attacks!”
“Umm, Sir, I don’t think we can win this! There’s nothing but Aces in the sky!”
And so the fight with Yellow Squadron began. I was moving hard drawing the enemy fire of Yellow 13 himself, but no matter
how hard I moved, he always kept up with me. I decided that this wasn’t the way to fight this ace, so I tried something
else.
“You know, the Soviet Union could use a pilot like you. I don’t think I’ve seen a pilot of your skills since…
ever!”
“Flattery will get you nowhere! I’ll NEVER abandon my country!”
“You forget, I’ve seen your files. According to them, you’ve been looking for an ace to do battle with that
can match your skills.”
“Yes… but I haven’t met him yet… I’m starting to think I never will.”
“If you join the Soviet Union, I can promise you that there are opponents worthy of your skills. All you have to do
is say “yes””
“And you’ll guarantee my safety?”
“The Soviet Union protects any and all defectors from anywhere, plus, I don’t think you’re very popular
with the Erusians now anyways.”
“How did… yes… someone flew a plane with the same colour scheme as mine in the last mission and used on
the forces there. I must admit, that pilot knew what he was doing… okay, fine. I’ll join you, but how do you propose
to stop this? In case you haven’t noticed, we’re in the middle of an air battle here!”
“Trust me, I know what I’m doing.”
And with that, I moved into position and shot Yellow 13 down right over an ISAF aircraft carrier. He bailed out of his plane
as it crashed into the ocean and he managed to touch down on the carrier.
“Stalin 1 to Aircraft Carrier Kestrel, the pilot on board your deck is a defector from Erusea. Supply him with an Su-37
“Terminator” and get him back into the air immediately!”
“Roger Stalin 1! We’ll get him into an Su-37 as soon as we return to base.”
“HEY STALIN 1! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? WE NEED HELP OVER HERE!”
“Okay, hang on! I’m coming!”
although as soon as I was back over the city, I heard a voice over the radio
“this is the Belkan Grabacr and Ofnir fighter squadron, Farbanti, do you need assistance?”
“THIS IS FARBANTI! WE’RE UNDER HEAVY FIRE! OUR LEADERS HAVE BEEN KILLED! HELP US NOW!”
“Ofnir 1 to all planes, commence attack!”
“Grabacr 1 to all planes, commence attack!”
Now there where 12 planes in the sky, all of them aces. But I had downed a lot of Aces already so I decided to move ion and
attack. The pilot who was identified as “Grabacr 4” got multiple missiles right up his left engine causing his
plane to explode instantly in a fireball. The shrapnel from that fragged 2 members of Ofnir Squadron causing them to bail
out. Mobius 1 moved into gun range and let loose a barrage of bullets onto Ofnir 2. The bullets tore messy holes on his right
wing setting off the under wing missiles he was carrying. The resulting explosion ripped that plane in half. The remaining
Yellows sensed that their end was coming so they decided to surrender immediately. There where just two planes enemy planes
in the sky and I took the last one. He tried to evade me, but eventually I hit him with my missiles right in the cockpit.
There was no way he could have gotten out of that alive.
“Grabacr 1 here! Sorry! My Squadron is down! Repeat, all Grabacr planes are down! I have no choice, I’m leaving
before they finish me!”
“Mobius Squadron shot down all aircraft that papered! Air superiority is ours!”
“attention all Erusian troops! Cease fighting and surrender at the following! The National park’s tennis court,
the National Library courtyard fountain!”
“Hey, Martin! This is the patrol unit, we found a women and girl sheltering in one of the choppers that got left behind
and what looks like a male officer’s remains with really big rank insignias. Relay that onto HQ will ya?”
OPERATION: MEGALITH
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