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"Do NOT release your missiles. Try to get them off your tail, even if it means delaying the release. Do your best to keep them off, I'll radio in the rest of your crew--"

"Commandant, this is Major Airbourne (pilot in charge). We're loosing our jets. The main flight base has just been bombed. We're birds without a nest, ma'am. What are your orders?"

"You should know what to do in this type of crisis, Major."

"Are you sure that's all we have left in option, ma'am?"

"There are no options in war, Major. Either they die, or you die. How many are on you?"

"I've got 2 left. I'll try to shake them loose, but I can't promise much."

The radio signaled and staticed out for a bit, then returned. "Tail end's been hit. Smoking...dammit--" the radio staticed out.

"Major?...Major?!" Seraphim stood up, running back towards the opposite end of the mothership where her jet remained unharmed. It was an F-22 Super Hornet with more advanced and futuristic modifications.

Putting on her war gear, she was followed by one of the female officers in charge. "Ma'am, you cant just leave."

"And I cant just watch you all die. Take charge of this ship. And no matter what you do, do NOT detonate Launch Sequence 12-3003. We don't need nuclear threats right now. Just make sure those tank batallions are getting the proper attention and that the civilians are evacuated."

"Yes ma'am" the young woman responded and rushed off.

Seraphim sealed shut the oxygen mask around her face, closing up the jet, and firing up its engines. The backboards of the mothership began to open as a freeway for the jet to release. She ignited all the engines and made her way through the passagway in a massive ecceleration in speed, at edge of breaking the sound barrier as it left the mothership.

Now, in the sky, she could clearly see the chaos that went down within the city. It was either her troops, the civilians, or the bad guys. The casualties were rising, and options narrowed down to missile-release threats. As her jet raised in altitude, she kept watch of where semperfioor and the major had ended up. The major was as good as dead... but the enemies were still in full flight. She pulled back the firing throddle and lifted up the black little cap, revealing the red button that fired the main gunfire. She had sighted one of the enemy planes and began targeting it.

(ooc: Did my airplane just get hit of was it some one elses...?)

(the Major's down...)

just rember to do your homework ma'am smile :
F-22
F-35 Lightning II
F-16 Fighting Falcon
F-20 Tigershark
F-15 Eagle
F-14 Tomcat

ooc: opps sorry

"Ma'am, we have non-combatants." her gunner announced to her, sighting down his optics.

"Ehhh? Well, lets get them the hell out of here!"

Chii grabbed the mic to her PA system on her tank, and yelled into it.

"ALL NON COMBATANTS, THIS HAS NOW OFFICIALLY TURNED INTO A WAR ZONE. I ADVISE THAT YOU EVACUATE TOWARDS FRIENDLY LINES BEHIND ME, OTHERWISE WE CANNOT GUARANTEE YOUR SAFETY."

Almost immediately, a few paniced civilians began to move from their hiding places, and stared down the tanks. They then began to move, surely and slowly, past them.

"It seems to be working, Ma'am" Mendez reported, his eyes still trained through his gunner's sights. "I think we have a clear approach.

"Good. Allright, I want a load of HE. Got it, McAlister?"

"Hooah" Her loader responded, and loaded a 120mm HE into the breech. "UP!"

"Also." Chii picked up the mic again "Delta Five-Two, I think you guys have a stowaway, tell him to come up to me quick."

Five-Two's commander responded with an affirmative, and signalled for the young medic to move up to the lead tank.

(ooc: thats you, Taggemerii)

Max pulls a grenade, waiting a few seconds before rolling it into the room with the enemy sniper. The grenade has 1.75 seconds to blow after Max rolls it in.