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| Topic Started: Sep 11 2007, 10:39 PM (97 Views) | |
| MikDaTv | Sep 11 2007, 10:39 PM Post #1 |
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OOC: This is a Solo Mission. *Mack sat on the flight deck with Captain Loran and Steve.* [Captain Loran] "Hi guys, listen up. Thirty minutes ago Captain Walton got a strike request from China. Our guys on the battle line need a strafing run. They're fighting for every yard and they need some air support." *Steve nodded but Mack raised a finger.* "Ok, why aren't we all going?" [Captain Loran] "Aeriel photographs don't show a lot of activity in our strike area. The whole squadron isn't needed to strafe a few mobile suits. I asked you two here because Apollo's got rockets to play." [Steve] "When do we head out?" [Captain Loran] "ASAP, get your shit together and get in the cockpit." |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 11 2007, 11:04 PM Post #2 |
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*Mack fighter knifed through the air over the country of China. He liked flying in space better. Like his flight instructor had said, one doesn't perform maneuvers in atmosphere, you wrestled with them. Mack was formed up with Captain Loran and Steve. They were flying low to avoid radar detection and Mack was keeping a close watch on his own sensors for signs of enemy contacts.* [Captain Loran] "ok, well just buzz the ground defenses on the line there and stitch some machine gun fire over the enemy lines. That should give our boys some cover to move up." *Mack clicked his comm to acknowledge the order and warmed up his guns.* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 12 2007, 12:10 AM Post #3 |
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*Mack's crosshair dropped down over a CAS mobile suit that was firing at earth forces from the cover of a trench. It's pilot apparently didn't expect a fighter to be watching him. Mack squeezed the trigger and let off a squirt of 100mm fire into the suit. A few dozen rounds tore through the suits head and chest causing it to fall over dead. Two other CAS suits were having similar problems as Loran and Steve cut through them with their beam cannons.* [Captain Loran] "good run fellas, lets circle around and let these suckers have another taste of the Suicide Kings." [Steve] "Black Knight here, i'm getting some strange readings to the east. Might be a flock of birds, might be a new enemy contact." [Captain Loran] "I'm starting to pick it up to. Lets check it out." "Understood lead, i'm your wing." |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 12 2007, 07:38 PM Post #4 |
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*Mack did a flyby over a run of trenches that seemed to be empty.* [Black Knight] "I don't see anything. Where's that signature coming from?" *Mack glanced down at his sensors and still saw the fuzzy blip on the display.* "Whatever it is, it's small." [Captain Loran] "Careful guys, i don't like this." *Mack turned to the left to circle around and do another flyby. The length of trench still looked empty.* [Black Knight] "I think i see something... It's a Bunker!!!" *Warnings blared inside Mack's cockpit as his sensors registered an enemy missile lock.* "I got a missile on me." [Black Night] "Launch Launch Launch, watch it Apollo it's right on you, break right!" *Mack slammed down on the air breaks and hauled the stick to the right. His fighter turned sharply and slowed down, the missile shot past him and lost it's lock, but Mack was still getting painted.* [Captain Loran] "Break off Kings, haul ass out of here and we'll give this location for a cruise missile strike." *Mack turned to form back up with his wingmates when 40mm tracers sliced past his canopy.* "Shit, guns guns guns, i'm under some AA fire here! Hitting the deck!" [Captain Loran] "Black Knight, Circle around and hit that AA emplacement. I'll try and draw it's fire." *Mack brought his fighter down as hard as he could then pulled back up on the stick to level her out. His fighter was a mere 15 feet over the ground but he seemed to have ducked the AA fire. Then the warning started blaring again and Mack hauled right on the stick to try and pull out of the missile lock.* [Captain Loran] "Another Launch!!!, Apollo, it's right on you. BK Kill that AA NOW!!!" *Mack did a barrel roll and flipped over to bleed off some speed. It worked, sorta. The missile brushed past him, but scrapped the underside of his wing, and then zoomed past and detonated a few feet away from his plane. Shrapnel shredded his port wing and a crack formed on his canopy.* "Shit, i'm damaged... i can't see anything... losing air, i'm going down!!" [Black Knight] "Enemy fighters inbound" [Captain Loran] "Apollo, eject eject eject, BK, Put that AA out Now and form up on me to fight those enemy fighters. Roger Young, Roger Young, Code word Gargoyles, we need support ASAP." *Mack pulled the eject lever and his canopy exploded off the fighter. His seat rocketed into the air and a parachute deployed* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 13 2007, 12:15 AM Post #5 |
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*Mack hit the ground with a heavy thud. He looked up just in time to see his fighter skid to a halt 200 meters to the east. It's left wing nearly sheared off when it hit the ground. Other then the wing and the missing canopy it looked fine. King and Black Knight flew low overhead and started engaging half a squadron of incoming enemy fighters. Mack drew his sidearm and cut his parachute lose. He didn't have much time, he needed to get away from this spot as fast as possible, before the CAS decided to pick him up.* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 13 2007, 01:29 AM Post #6 |
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*Mack ran east, trying to make his way to the battle line and link up with earth forces. He jumped down into a trench and stopped to take a breath for a few minutes. He holstered his sidearm and sat down. He pulled his emergency radio and ran through a few frequencies. When he didn't find a reliable frequency to broadcast he packed it up and looked around. He heard explosions in the distance and the sounds of gunfire. He was just about to climb over the other side of the trench and start moving again when a sound behind him made him turn. He turned his head just in time to see the butt of a rifle slam into his face. Mack blacked out before he hit the ground.* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 13 2007, 05:12 AM Post #7 |
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*Mack opened his eyes and found himself in a hospital bed. His brain was foggy and he couldn't really keep one line of thought strait in his mind. He could smell the oxygen being pumped into the mask on his face and the sun was filtering in through the window next to his bed. He looked down and saw that he was no longer in his flight suit, but a hospital gown. His attention was drawn to the door opening and a beautiful nurse walked in with a clipboard in her hand. She looked over at him and smiled, then checked the IV bag next to his bed, charted down some info from his status monitor, and left the room, blowing him a kiss on the way out.* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 13 2007, 06:39 AM Post #8 |
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*The next time Mack opened his eyes, a doctor was standing over him. His head was still foggy, he couldn't string to thoughts together.* [Doc] "Ah, he's awake. Good morning Mr. Deus." "Huh?" [Doc] "i'm afraid you've been out for quite some time. After your crash, some earth force marines managed to make it to you and pull you from the wreckage." *Mack thought back, he couldn't remember much after he pulled the ejection lever. Everything was hazy... he just couldn't remember.* [Doc] "They managed to airlift you out here but unfortunately they didn't stick around." "uh huh...Uh yeah." [Doc] "Well, listen, i hate to do this so fast after you've awakened, i know you've been asleep for 3 days now, but i need to ask you some questions." "guh... sure" [Doc] "First, name rank and serial number... for the record." "Uh...Mack Deus... um uh, 22423, 2nd Lieutenant" [Doc] "Excellent, what ship are you stationed on." *That question struck Mack as odd, it wasn't a standard question, but Mack was to groggy to really think about it. He couldn't even think of the name himself.* "uh, it's the name of that one thing, that i fly around in, with my... pals." [Doc] "oh, thats nice, but can you tell me the name of the ship you fly around in with your friends?" "uh... the Billy Jean... the Lego Thing... uh, the... you know. The thing." [doc] "ah yes, well, i'll let you get some more sleep then. Good night Second Lieutenant Deus." |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 13 2007, 09:21 PM Post #9 |
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*Mack awoke one more time to sunlight pouring in through the window next to his bed. His head was finally clearing up and he felt that his strength was returning slightly. He had no idea how long he'd been in the hospital, he felt like he'd been asleep for a weak. He knew from glancing at the clock next to his bed over the course of his sleeping and awakening the at least 5 days had gone by. For the first few days the doctor had asked him questions, questions he was to high on pain killers to answer accurately. Mack looked up as two men walked into his room, a tall and skinny Black man and a short but muscular Asian man. The Asian man walked up to the side of Mack's bed and pulled the IV from his wrist. The tall Black man stood at the door and looked out into the hallway every now and then.* [Asian man] "You need to get up and come with us." "What?" [Asian man] "My name is Lee, i have no time to explain, but you need to come with us." "Why? Listen, i'm in here for a reason, i crashed my plane, the doc says..." [Black man] "Lee, would you hurry it up man." [Lee] "You didn't crash, you were shot down." "What?!" [Black man] "Listen boy, you better get your god damn white ass out of that bed before i start shooting holes in it." *Mack started to climb out of the bed when he heard gunshots from down the hallway. chunks of wood and drywall exploded at the doorjam.* [Black man] "Oh shit, Lee, they be coming." |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 14 2007, 04:50 AM Post #10 |
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*Mack got out of bed and had the handle of a pistol thrust in front of him. Mack accepted it and rubbed his face. The black guy fired off a few shots at whoever was shooting at him.* [Lee] "Carter, Cover me!" [Carter] "Cover you? naw, screw that, cover me!" *the Asian guy named Lee rolled his eyes, flipped the lock on Macks bed wheels and rolled the bed out into the corridor and flipped it over for cover.* "Who are you guys" [Carter] "I'm agent Carter, and this is Agent Lee, now get your ass out the door." *Lee provided covering fire while Carter pushed Mack out the door and shoved him down the hall.* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 14 2007, 05:18 AM Post #11 |
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*Mack ran down the hallway to the best of his ability. He felt week but his muscles were surprisingly fit for having sat around in a hospital for 5 days. Behind him, Lee managed to score a hit on one of the men shooting at them, who happened to be in CAS uniforms. The CAS guy went down and died nearly instantly. This caused his friends to duck back behind cover.* [CAS soldier] "Fuck you, He was my friend!!!!" *Mack and Carter rounded a corner to be confronted with two more soldiers. Carter pulled his gun and emptied it down the corridor, missing wildly. Mack pushed Carter behind cover and crouched down himself as bullets from the soldiers flew overhead.* [Carter] "What the HELL do you think you doin? Nobody just pushes me around like that, you should be ashamed of yourself." "I saved your life" [Carter] "Yeah, i was doing fine on my own, you just watch out for yourself. and don't go pushin me no more or i put a bullet in your leg. Understand?" "Yeah, whatever, just shoot em." *Mack and carter peaked out from around their corner and started blasting.* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 15 2007, 03:48 PM Post #12 |
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*Mack's gun started clicking as he pulled the trigger.* "Damn i'm out." *Carter ran out of bullets two and they ducked back down behind cover.* [Carter] "LEE, i need some help man!!" *Lee was down the other hall engaging in hand to hand with the other soldiers. It was clear he was proficient in martial arts as he punched and kicked through the three soldiers. He looked back and saw Carter getting shot at.* [Lee] "What do you need!!" [Carter] "Throw me a gun man!" *Lee flipped one of the fallen soldiers guns up with his foot, grabbed it in the air and threw it like a boomerang to Carter. Carter grabbed it, aimed it and pulled the trigger. The gun clicked, empty. Carter pulled the clip out and checked, there were no bullets in it.* [Carter] "God damn it man. LEE, HOW YOU GUNNA THROW ME AN EMPTY GUN!!!" |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 16 2007, 06:13 AM Post #13 |
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*As Lee and Carter continued to banter back and fourth, Mack stood up and threw his empty gun at one of his assailants. The gun smacked against the soldiers head and he fell over, stunned.* [Carter] "Did you just throw your gun at him?" "It worked didn't it?" [Carter] "You just threw your gun at a man. i can't believe you just did that." "Oh, shut up would ya?" *Mack dived across the hall to get behind the nurses counter. He started looking around for any kind of weapon.* |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 17 2007, 10:44 PM Post #14 |
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*Mack pulled out a box of syringes from the nurses desk. Not his preferred weapon, but he'd use em. Mack grabbed a handful and threw the whole bunch of em at one of the soldiers. A chorus of "ouches," "Damn its," and "shits" rang out. Lee finished up with his last soldier, knocking him cold and ran over, tossing Carter a full clip for his empty gun. Carter catches it, loads his gun and makes short work of the last two injured soldiers.* [Carter] "we kicked yall asses... we kicked yall asses." *Lee grabbed Mack and helped him to his feet.* [Lee] "You didn't crash, you were shot down by CAS 36 hours ago. We're here to get you out." "No, it's been at least 5 days since i arrived here." [Carter] "Man, its a setup. Ain't none of this real... you under ground man." [Lee] "Carters right. This isn't a hospital, you've been drugged severely over the past 30 hours and simulated sunlight through your fake window and your bed room clock gave the illusion of passing time." *Mack was confused. The drugs were still in his system, and while he could still think, he couldn't think very well.* "Whatever. Whats the plan?" [Lee] "This bunker has a hanger, there might be something you can fly." "Ok, lets go." |
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| MikDaTv | Sep 28 2007, 07:37 PM Post #15 |
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*Mack and his rescuers made there way to the Bunkers hanger without further incident. The three of them ducked down behind a rack of rockets and looked over the hanger deck. There was a whole slew of jet fighters, most of which were pocked and scored from battles past. There were a few shiny new ones being reconstructed in the corner and off in the far corner of the Hanger were 3 Cessna, single prop aircraft.* "Theres a couple of prop trainers out there i'm pretty sure i can fly." [Carter] "You tellin me out of this huge room of jets you can only fly those old ass crappy propeller planes?" "I might be able to fly the jets if i had about an hours worth of practice with their systems, but i'm worried about friendly fire. Their jets will use their military communications encryption. I won't be able to talk to any friendlys and earth forces usually don't like it when enemy warships fly overhead unannounced." [Lee] "How do you plan on crossing this wide open hanger without getting spotted though?" "I'm still working out the details on that." |
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