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Watching combat take place all about him on the ground, Majik hovers in midair, looking for an opening. Seeing a group of Feddy MS' break off from the main battle, he prepares to swoop in when he spots a flight group of Tin Cods making a return pass at the Cruiser.

"Incoming air support, Sirs. I'll take care of it, but there seems to be a small group of four GMs making in a flanking maneuver on the Cruiser... they may need to be taken care of."

Boosting into the cloud cover overhead, Majik waits for the fighters to get closer, and goes into a powerdive, swooping down upon the unsuspecting pilots. Opening fire with his 75mm and 35mm gatling cannons, he turns three of the fighters into falling debris before passing the formation, and pulls out of his dive. Using his momentum, he pulls a loop to get in behind the remainder of the flight, and scraps them as well.

"Alrighty, Sirs. We have Air-Superiority once more over this region."

Scanning once more for the detachment of GMs, Majik spots them closing in on the Cruiser... and carried between them, a satchel charge meant to make a new entrance in the side of the Land Cruiser!

((Hehe, yea... sorry for the delay guys. The state did some ditch-work down the road from my house, and apparently they cut the fiber optic cable in the ground, so I no longer have access to the internet from my house... but maybe I'll be able to keep updated from school, eh?))

Watching a rocket streak into the group of GMs, Majik turns and begins another pass to survey the wreckage.

"Yea, it looks like a pretty clean hit, no survivors that I can see... Crap... the satchel made it through unscathed, I'll dispose of it before another group comes to retrieve it..."

Maneuvering his Flight Type into a lower flight path, Majik slows and picks up the satchel and flies off and away from the cruiser, keeping to a low altitude due to the heaviness of the satchel. Spotting a group of Guntanks moving in for easier shots, he decides that their current position is the perfect place to rest his cargo.

Taking the time to switch the Satchel's FoF tag to Federation and label it 'Return to Sender', Majik guns his boosters for altitude, and just before passing over the enemies, he releases the satchel. Free of the weight, his Gouf gains altitude rapidly, as dust and debris litter the area that had been previously occupied by Guntanks and a satchel of high explosives.

The explosions scattered shrapnel into my left arm as I reacted trying to protect myself.
"Damn, the arms damaged." Looking at diagnostics. "Cant give comfirm on its reliability." I start moving back just as soon as the gun fire start ripping across the deck. I take a few hits but nothing of seriousness as I make my way behind another positioned plating.