>>3800303
>>Eh, not really.

>>3800303
>It's a cool thought.

>>3800303
>Oh hell no.

>>3800303
>Eh, not really.
Until they invent starfighters what's the point?

>>3800303
>It's a cool thought.

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>>Eh, not really.
Unless we have to shoot down, or even operate an SR-72.

>>3800320
There's always space planes for anti-satellite/recon stuff.

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>>3800303
>>Eh, not really.
I mean honestly speaking it's mostly just empty space, with lots of alone time for anyone going up there.

>>3800303
>It's a cool thought.

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>>3800303
>Oh hell no.

Just an excuse for Sam to shove us in her special pilot suit.

>>3800303
>>It's a cool thought.

>>3800303
>Eh, not really.
If its not on Belkan land or helps Belka its not worth our attention.

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>>3800303
"Eh, not really." You reply noncommittally. "Space doesn't really interest me all that much. Got plenty enough to worry about down here."

"I suppose you have a point." Misono agrees.

"Still, that's a bit disappointing to hear." Vicky sighs, obviously a bit bummed.

"What, you wanted to become an astronaut or something?" You tease.

"M-maybe!" Vicky 's voice starts sounding flustered at the unexpected question. "If you want to fly the highest and fastest, space is where you go!"

"Hm, maybe you're right." You say as you glance a the dark blue skies above.

"Raven Squadron, this is Comona Control. You are clear to land." The flight controller announces, shaking you all back to reality.

As your squadron lands on the lone airstrip at Comona Base, you're interrupted by a shockwave that sends rattles through your Su-30. You glance out your canopy to see a rocket lifting off into the sky, its engines flaring like miniature suns. Guess that's why the flight controller wanted you on the ground as quick as possible.

"I'm going to brief the base commander and try and get back into contact with the Andersen." Bandit explains. "The WCS planes should be catching up soon, too."

"We will explore the base. See what amenities it can provide." Misono smile as she pats Vicky on the shoulder.

>Go accompany Bandit.
>Wait for Lara and the others to arrive.
>Check out the base with Misono and Vicky.
>Other

>>3800392
>Go accompany Bandit.

>>3800392
>>Go accompany Bandit.

>>3800384
.....Unless, Belka could claim orbital space! Or Moon clay!

>>3800392
>>Go accompany Bandit.

>>3800392
>>Check out the base with Misono and Vicky.

>>3800392
>Check out the base with Misono and Vicky

>>3800392
>Go accompany Bandit.
We have responsibilities.

>>3800397
The next expansion. We will build Moon Belkan with our own united flag and alcohol lots of it.

>>3800392
>Go accompany Bandit.

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>>3800392
Well, you figure you should be a good little sidekick and tag along with Bandit. See what the heck was going on around here.

"I'll tag along with you, Boss." You say, taking position to his side.

"All right then." Bandit nods and turns to Misono and Vicky. "Stay out of trouble, you two."

"Of course!" Misono salutes. "I'll be sure to keep an eye on Vicky!"

"What's that supposed to mean!?" Vicky glowers while saluting as well.

And so you follow Bandit over the tarmac as he makes his way to what looks to be the main admin building. You take a quick look around at the base, and could tell that Comona Base wasn't really all that large. Nothing more than a small garrison base for self defense purposes. To reflect this, the base's air wing looked to be rather old and ragtag, consisting mainly of F-5s, F-20s, and the occasional F-16. Guess you could see why the were willing to shell out for a high maintenance PMC like Wild Card Security.

And then that got you wondering. It seemed Sam was on familiar terms with Bandit, and Karla, too. Yet you don't really remembering seeing him around before joining up with Raven Squadron. Given all the intrigue that's been going on now, you wonder if there wasn't something more behind it all.

Well, the both of you were relatively alone at the moment. There wasn't anybody close enough to overhear anything the two of you said...

>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.
>Save it for later.
>Other

>>3800441
>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.

>>3800441
>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.
"Were both of you in another Belkan conspiracy?"

>>3800441
>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.

>>3800441
>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.

>>3800441
>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.

>>3800441
>>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.

>>3800441
>>Ask Bandit how he knows Sam.

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"You know, Bandit, you seemed pretty tight with Auntie Sam back there..." You say, your eyebrow raised. "Cared to explain how that happened?"

Bandit pauses for a moment at that question.

>Roll 1d10 (ID test 5)

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>3800490

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>3800490

Rolled 10 (1d10)

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>>3800490
>7,7,10
We walked into a wall and lose our train of thought.

>>3800499
What have you done

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>>3800490
"You should know by now that a woman like Sam pretty much knows everyone." Bandit shrugs simply and keeps walking along at a casual pace.

Damn, you couldn't suss out whether he was being straight with you or not. You're about to try and press the issue when you suddenly find yourself at the front of the admin building.

"All right, stay calm. I'll do all the talking." Bandit instructs as he enters.

Quickly enough, you both are ushered through the building to the base commander's office. A Colonel Marshall, or something. As you enter the office, you see the poor man obviously has had quite a few sleepless nights.

"You know." He sighs, motioning for the both of you to sit down. "When the IUN promised support, I was expecting something a bit more... substantial than a single squadron."

"We're only the advance force. Our main fleet has run into complications en route here."

"Natural ones?" Marshall raises an eyebrow.

"Unknown forces attempting to blockade our path." Bandit explains. "WCS tells me you seem to be having similar issues."

"Somebody's launching constant drone attacks at the spaceport." Marshall shakes his head as he motions to his window, which as an admittedly nice view of the space launch facility. "Not only do they risk destroying billions of dollars in property value, but they're also delaying launch windows and timetables, preventing us from being able to restore the global communication network."

"And I assume there's been no demands or claims of responsibility." Bandit narrows his eyes.

"None. We're completely in the dark on who may be behind this." Marshall shakes his head. "WCS is more than enough to hold off the drone attacks, but it's putting a lot unnecessary stress and strain on my people."

"I understand." Bandit nods. "Is there anything we can do to help?"

"If you have a way to hunt down the bastards behind this and put them to the bottom of the ocean, I'm all ears." Marshall says grimly.

>We can totally hunt them down!
>Maybe we should wait for the Andersen to catch up.
>Other

>>3800545
>Maybe we should wait for the Andersen to catch up.
Do they even know we took a shortcut?

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>>We can totally hunt them down!
Assuming we can get some capital ship support

We just need to channel our spirit animal, a red tailed bird (or something with red plumage)

>>3800545
>>We can totally hunt them down!

>>3800545
>Maybe we should wait for the Andersen to catch up.
We are going to need a lot of planes to find the drone carriers.

>>3800545
>We can totally hunt them down!

>>3800545
>Maybe we should wait for the Andersen to catch up.

>>3800554
Speaking of ships, what would a battle between two Strangereal tier flying/submersible carriers be like?

>>3800569
A bunch of planes trying to take air superiority, kamikaze, or carriers start ramming and commit boarding actions.

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>>3800545
Looks like we're tied up so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Hunt
2. Wait

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>>3800604
"C'mon, Boss! We can totally hunt them down!" You blurt out.

"Well, it seems like this is the type of threat we don't want the Andersen coming near, anyways." Bandit sighs and turns back to Marshall. "I assume you've been trying to hail the Andersen this entire time?"

"We are, but the communication network in this area still hasn't been restored yet." Marshall shakes his head. "We won't be able to make contact with them until they get into our radio range."

"We'll likely have to send someone back to link up with the Andersen." Bandit grunts. "I might just send Swordfish and Knives back to handle it."

>Sounds like a good idea.
>Feels like we're going to need all the pilots we can get.
>Can't we just send one of them?
>Other

>>3800586
It does make me realize that most of these super carriers don't really have weapons designed to fight other super carriers since they're generally up against planes and conventional ships. With a few exceptions to those armed with cruise, and burst missiles.
>>3800613
>Sounds like a good idea.

>>3800613
>Sounds like a good idea.

>>3800613
>Feels like we're going to need all the pilots we can get.

>>3800613
>Sounds like a good idea.

>>3800613
>>Sounds like a good idea.

>>3800613
>Sounds like a good idea.

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>>Sounds like a good idea.

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>>3800613
"Sounds like a good idea." You nod.

"Commander, do you have any reconaissance or anti-submarine assets here?" Bandit then asks.

"We have a few frigates and maritime patrol planes." Marshall nods. "But their anti-air capabilities aren't that great. I can task some of my birds to help air escort, but they're not really suited to ranging out to far from the base, and I'd rather keep as much air defense near the spaceport as possible."

"Can't we ask Sam for help?" You ask Bandit.

"I can authorize it." Marshall nods. "But I can't let both her planes and the Gullinbursti head out at the same time. We need to maintain our own defenses."

>Bring the local air wing.
>Bring Lara's flight.
>Bring the Gulllinbursti
>You don't need extra support.
>Other

>>3800650
>Bring the local air wing.
We don't wanna Strip the defense too much

>>3800650
>>Bring Lara's flight.
Professional mercs and reliable buddies.

>>3800650
>Bring Lara's flight.

>>3800650
>Bring the local air wing.

>>3800650
>>Bring Lara's flight.

>>3800650
>>Bring Lara's flight.

>>3800650
>>Bring Lara's flight.
Wanna kill a sub?

>>3800650
>Bring the local air wing.

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"I think Lara and Wolf would be enough, right?" You grin at Bandit.

"Just one of them is basically an entire air wing unto themselves." Bandit nods in agreement. "I think that can work."

"Still, that's a lot of ocean out there." Marshall points out. "And I can't even begin to imagine how to narrow down the search area."

"We were ambushed by sea launched drones on the way to the island." Bandit explains. "I'm betting that whoever is crewing that submersible carrier also knows the Andersen is coming, and is preparing an ambush."

"Which means it has to be near the western sea routes." Marshall's eyes light up. "Yes,we can work with that."

"We'll also coordinate with WCS over how to best proceed on a tactical level." Bandit continues. "Is there anything else you need?"

"Just get that damn sub out of our waters." Marshall says grimly.

"Yes sir." Bandit gives a quick salute and you follow his motion.

And with that, the meeting is over. Marshall goes back to fretting over his air defense setup while you and Bandit head outside.

"Anyways, I'll go meet with Samantha to further iron out the mission details." Bandit explains. "You should go catch up with Misono and Vicky and let them know what's going on."

>Sure thing.
>Oh no, I'm coming with you!
>Suuuuure (secretly follow Bandit)
>Other

>>3800715
>>Sure thing.

>>3800715
>Sure thing.

Time to see what sort of shenanigans they're up to.

>>3800715
>>Sure thing.

>>3800715
>Sure thing.

>>3800715
>Sure thing.

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"Yeah, sure thing." You nod. "I'll leave you alone for your date!"

"It's not a date." Bandit rolls his eyes in exasperation.

"Oh, so you're THAT far into it, huh?" You tease.

"Don't push your luck, Red. I can always 'volunteer' you to the ground crew." Bandit grunts.

"Okay, okay, I was just messin' with you!' You laugh as you part ways with him.

Well, now you just had to find a weirdo carrying a sword and tiny ball of constant anxiety somewhere on this base. How hard could it be?

>Roll 1d20

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Rolled 7 (1d20)

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Rolled 17 (1d20)

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>>3800751
And they're easy enough to find, standing right next to an F-22 and F-15 bearing the Wild Card logo. Vicky and Misono were ogling the two state of the art planes, which were leagues ahead of what the Comona Island garrison had access to.

"They're so BIG!" Vicky marvels at the heavy fighters.

"Or maybe you're just real small!" Lara laughs heartily as she headpats the shorter pilot, much to Vicky's chagrin.

"I am rather jealous." Misono sighs. "Perhaps one day I'll have a similar plane.

"Don't sweat it. You just have to work your way up to it!" Wolf grins, arms crossed like the smug asshole he is. "Besides, and F-2 and Gripen aren't all that bad, either!"

"Oh! Hey Milly" Lara waves in your direction when she catches sight of you. "How are things?"

>Looks like we'll be flying together a lot sooner than we thought.
>You still flying that old ass F-15?
>Other

>>3800767
>You still flying that old ass F-15?

>>3800767
>>You still flying that old ass F-15?

>>3800767
>Looks like we'll be flying together a lot sooner than we thought.

>>3800767
>>Looks like we'll be flying together a lot sooner than we thought.

>>3800767
>You still flying that old ass F-15?

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"Jeez, Lara, are you still flying that old as F-15?" You smirk.

"Aha, there's more than meets the eye to this plane!" Lara laughs. "While this may LOOK like your every day, run of the mill F-15C, it is in fact a F-15X!"

"F-15X? You frown.

"A leaner and meaner version of the F-15!" Lara says proudly. "Nothing like being the QUEEN OF THE SKIES!"

Heh, Queen of the Skies...?

>Aren't you talking about Karla?
>Aren't you talking about me?
>Nice
>Other

>>3800798
>Nice

>>3800798
>Aren't you talking about Karla?

>>3800798
>Aren't you talking about Karla?

>>3800798
>>Aren't you talking about me?

>>3800798
>>Aren't you talking about Karla?

>>3800798
>Aren't you talking about Karla?

>>3800798
>>Aren't you talking about Karla?
Was gonna say that there are too many other contenders, then I realized most of the AC protags are said to be male.

>>3800798
>>Aren't you talking about Karla?

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>>3800798
"Aren't you talking about Karla?" You smirk.

"Ha! Karla hasn't flow in like, years!" Lara laughs and shakes her head. "But I'm always willing to let her come back and try to take that title from me!"

"Wouldn't that be something." You nod.

"Aaaaaah, the thought of the Wild Cards flying together again someday excites me!" Misono says rather nostalgically.

"I wish I was there to see them in their heyday..." Vicky nods in agreement.

"H-hey! It's not like we're all dead or anything!" Lara sputters.

"Worse. The others are married." Wolf teases.

>Yeah, that makes sense.
>Wolf, you are the LAST guy to be talking shit about that!
>Other

>>3800848
>Wolf, you are the LAST guy to be talking shit about that!

>>3800848
>>Wolf, you are the LAST guy to be talking shit about that!

>>3800848
>Yeah, that makes sense.
Amy's married to her GAU-8.

>>3800848
>Wolf, you are the LAST guy to be talking shit about that!

>>3800848
>>Wolf, you are the LAST guy to be talking shit about that!

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

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>>3800884
"Wolf, you are the LAST guy to be talking shit about that!" You scowl as you stomp right up to the smug ass pilot and jab your finger into his sternum. "WHY DON'T YOU PROPOSE TO LARA ALREADY GODDAMNIT!"

"W-whoa, hey!" Wolf stammers.

"Gah! Milly!" Lara's cheeks turn pink. "Did you really have to say that out loud?"

"Yes! Because if there's anything that pisses me off more than dense as fuck Emmerians it's freaking hypocrites!" You fume.

Meanwhile Misono and Vicky are cowering in the background, taken off guard by your sudden and righteous indignation.

>Okay, okay, you lost your cool for a bit there.
>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY
>Other

>>3800925
>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY

>>3800925
>>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY

>>3800925
>Okay, okay, you lost your cool for a bit there.
In public.
>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY
In private.

>>3800925
>Okay, okay, you lost your cool for a bit there.

>>3800925
>>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY

>>3800925
>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY

>>3800925
>>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY

>>3800925
>>Okay, okay, you lost your cool for a bit there.

So what does Milly like in her ideal man?

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>NO, YOU'RE STILL ANGRY
AS A FIRM LOVER OF FLUFF
JUST HAND HOLD ALREADY
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

>>3800960
Belkan, forward swept wings, canards, TLS.

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"YOU GOTTA FIX THIS, WOLF!" You yell, still angry at this whole stupid situation. "YOU GOTTA GO OVER THERE, KNOCK LARA TO THE GROUND, AND-"

However, before you can finish that train of thought, you feel yourself being dragged backwards as both Vicky and Misono grab you from behind and forcibly remove you from the area.

"Milly! Calm down!" Vicky grunts.

"Yes, you are being uncharacteristically aggressive!" Misono says in agreement as she does most of the pulling.

"THIS ISN'T THE END OF THIS, WOLF!" You yowl as your wingmates are finally able to pull you a safe distance away.

"What the heck was that all about?" Vicky groans. "You totally went crazy there!"

"Indeed." Misono nods. "Is there some issue with your relations?"

>Ugh, forget it. I got to tell you some mission stuff anyways.
>Wolf is just a freaking idiot.
>Other

>>3800982
>Ugh, forget it. I got to tell you some mission stuff anyways.

>>3800982
>Wolf is just a freaking idiot.

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>>Ugh, forget it. I got to tell you some mission stuff anyways.

>>3800982
>Wolf is just a freaking idiot.

>>3800982
>>Wolf is just a freaking idiot.

>>3800982
>>Ugh, forget it. I got to tell you some mission stuff anyways.

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"It's just Wolf being a freaking idiot." You grumble as you finally start cooling down. "It's clear as freaking day that he and Lara wanna bang each other, but he keeps holding off on making it official! It's so damn infuriating!"

"Perhaps he has his reasons." Misono says in a measured tone. "I don't personally know him, but in my experience people don[t act like this out of the blue."

"Nah I'm pretty sure it's just him being an idiot." You maintain.

"A-are they really that close?" Vicky asks nervously.

"Totally." You nod. "No two ways about it."

"O-oh my." Vicky blushes a bit.

"I thought he'd make a move in the time I was gone, but apparently he didn't." You sigh and shake your head.

>Guess it can't be helped.
>It looks like you'll have to intervene at some point.
>Other

>>3801023
>Guess it can't be helped.

>>3801023
>Guess it can't be helped.

He'll have to take the initiative eventually.

>>3801023
>>Guess it can't be helped.

>>3801023
>>It looks like you'll have to intervene at some point.

>>3801023
>Guess it can't be helped.

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"Ugh, I guess it can't be helped." You groan. "God they're so hopeless."

"Well, we can only let things take their natural course." Misono says sagely. "You cannot force love, after all!"

"Sure would like to sometimes, though." You grunt.

"A-anyways!' Vicky yelps, trying to change the subject. "What did you find out from your meeting with the base commander?"

"Oh, right." You nod, remembering Bandit's orders. "Uh, you and Misono are gonna have to fly back to the Andersen to update them on what's going on here."

"Ah, is that so?" Misono seems to sag. "That means you and Bandit will have the honor of hunting down the enemy, correct?"

"Yeah, pretty much." You confirm. "Sorry, but it was Bandit's call."

"Well, good luck and good hunting, then!' Vicky says, gripping your hand in hers. "D-don't get hurt or anything while we're gone!"

"Heh, yeah, I'll try not to do that." You reassure her.

Well, hopefully this sub hunt will go off a hitch.

Hopefully.

>And that's it for tonight! We'll continue the thread on Saturday, so don't miss it!

>>3801023
>>It looks like you'll have to intervene at some point
When the wingman ain't doin his job right

>>3801078
Thanks for the run!

>>3801078
Thanks for running Merc!

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See you next time.

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"Red, status check." Bandit says simply.

"Everything's green, Boss." You sigh loudly. "What, you're afraid the Comona ground crew don't know what they're doing?"

"Can never be too careful." Bandit replies simply.

It had already been a couple days since first arriving at Comona. Vicky and Misono had already departed to link up with the Anderson, but still hadn't returned, which was a bit worrying. However, there was no time to think about that.

Currently, you were flying security for an anti-submarine patrol group, heading out to sniff out a suspected submersible carrier harassing Comona. It was a modest, but still sizeable force of five frigates and a pair of P-3 Orions.

Also accompanying you were Lara and Wolf from Wild Card Security. Sure, it was just the two of them, but they were literally the best pilots money could buy, at least in your opinion.

"Raven Squadron, this is Seagull 1, we're going to start our search our search pattern." The lead P-3 announces. "We're counting on you to keep the skies clear while we do our work."

"Roger that." Bandit responds.

"Hey, Bandit, can't we just try to bait that sub out like you did last time?" Lara wonders, her F-15X pulling alongside his older F-15E. "It could really help narrow down the search area!"

"That was by accident, and there's no guarantee it would react the same way." Bandit grunts.

"Ah, but they're drones. They pretty much always behave the same way, right?" Wolf counters.

"Hmmmm." Bandit pauses.

>Send a wing pair out to try and bait the sub carrier out.
>Focus on sticking close to the task force.
>Other

>>3802582
>Focus on sticking close to the task force.

Time to get our head in the game

>>3802582
>Focus on sticking close to the task force.

>>3802582
>Send a wing pair out to try and bait the sub carrier out.

>Focus on sticking close to the task force.
Stick together

>>3802582
>>Send a wing pair out to try and bait the sub carrier out.

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>>3802582
"We really should just stick close to the task force." You side with Bandit. "I get the feeling they'll come out sooner or later."

"Awwwww, fine." Lara grouses.

"Babysitting it is!' Wolf affirms as his F-22 climbs up to a higher altitude. "Since I've got the best radar out of all of you I guess I'll be our improve AWACS!"

"Oh please no." You groan.

"Well, he's not THAT bad at it." Lara says apologetically.

"I can hear you two, you know!" Wolf grunts.

Well, anyways, it seems all there is to do is sit back and let Seagull do their work.

>Roll 1d10 (ID test 5)

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>3802673

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>3802673

Rolled 9 (1d10)

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>>3802673
On a whim, you glance down at the water, which was a nice, sapphire blue. As expected of the warm, tropical climate in this part of the world. This far out, it was just ocean as far as the eye could see, with only the Comona Islands in the distant horizon behind you.

And then your eyes catch movement on the water. Small, dark dots with white foamy wakes dragging behind them. It seemed like a dozen or so boats?

"Hey, Seagull, I see a bunch of boats coming from the north. Those guys with you?" You ask.

"Hold on."

You see Seagull 1 drop altitude to get a closer look. However, almost immediately, tracer rounds lance through the air as the boats open fire.

"Drone boats! Drone boats! They are hostile!" Seagull 1 yelps as his plane rapidly climbs to get out of range.

What, they had freaking drone BOATS now? Was nothing safe from this freaking AI menace?!

"Looks like they're only lightly armed." One of the Frigates, Drake 2, speaks up. "We can handle these things."

>Let the frigates handle it while you focus on the skies.
>Strafe the boats so the frigates can focus on the search.
>Other

>>3802693
>>Let the frigates handle it while you focus on the skies.

>>3802693
>>Let the frigates handle it while you focus on the skies.

>>3802693
>Let the frigates handle it while you focus on the skies.

>>3802693
>>Let the frigates handle it while you focus on the skies.

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>>3802693
"All right, we'll leave it up to you guys, then." You say.

And that's when you see the frigates turn to face the oncoming drone boats, pouring heavy cannon fire into the formation from long range. It looked like they had things handled, but as long as they were fighting, your only assets capable of sniffing out that sub were the two P-3s.

>Split up the P-3's to widen the search area.
>Keep the P-3's close together so they can better canvass a smaller area.
>Other

>>3802770
>Split up the P-3's to widen the search area.

How small/big can this thing possibly be?

>>3802770
>Split up the P-3's to widen the search area.

>>3802770
>>Split up the P-3's to widen the search area.

>>3802770
>>Split up the P-3's to widen the search area.

>>3802770
>>Split up the P-3's to widen the search area.

>>3802770
>>Split up the P-3's to widen the search area.

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>>3802770
"Okay, we'll split up. A wing pair to each P-3." Bandit announces. "Stay on your toes, we have no idea what else may be out there."

>Team up with Bandit.
>Team up with Lara
>Team up with Wolf.
>Other

>>3802850
>Team up with Lara

>>3802850
>Team up with Bandit.

>>3802850
>>Team up with Bandit.

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>>3802850
>>Team up with Bandit.

>>3802850
>>Team up with Bandit.

>>3802850
>Team up with Bandit.
Nobody shoots him down except for us!

>>3802850
>>Team up with Bandit.

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>>3802850
"C'mon, Boss, let's go!" You say, banking to stick with Seagull 1.

"All right, good luck you two!" Lara says cheerfully as she and Wolf break off with Seagull 2.

"Okay, we're going to be dropping sonar buoys and trying to use our onboard sensors to spot that sub." Seagull 1 says. "That means we're going to have to fly low, so we're really counting on you to cover us while we work."

"Got it." Bandit says. "Red, are you going to stay low with them or go high to spot?"

>Go high so you'll be in an intercept position.
>Stick close to Seagull 1 to keep the covered.
>Other

>>3802918
>>Go high so you'll be in an intercept position.

>>3802918
>Go high so you'll be in an intercept position.

>>3802918
>>Go high so you'll be in an intercept position.
Energy!

>>3802918
>Stick close to Seagull 1 to keep the covered.

>>3802918
>>Stick close to Seagull 1 to keep the covered.

>>3802918
>Stick close to Seagull 1 to keep the covered.

>>3802918
>>Stick close to Seagull 1 to keep the covered.

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>>3802918
"I'll stick with Seagull." You say.

"All right, I'll take position up top. If you run into anything, let me know." Bandit says as his F-15 starts climbing.

"Hey Stripes, how are things going on your end?" You ask Lara.

"Seagull 2 is dropping buoys, but we haven't picked up anything yet." Lara replies. "Kinda boring, actually."

"Don't jinx it." Wolf sighs.

"But I WANT to pick a fight!" Lara whines.

Yep, Lara hasn't changed much last you saw her, that's for sure.

Regardless, you had to keep your attention on your own end. You keep a close eye on both the water and your radar for any potential hostiles...

>Roll 1d10 (ID test 5)

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>3802998
Rolling

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>3802998

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>>3802998

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>>3802998
"Wait, hold on... I think we got a reading!" Seagull exclaims. "There's something down there, something big! Get the torpedoes ready- what the hell's that noise?!"

Suddenly, you see the water bubble and foam. You've seen that happen before, right when those drones were going to launch from underwater.

>The drones are coming.Tell Seagull 1 to break off.
>This is your best chance to nail the sub. Tell Seagull 1 to commit to the attack.
>Other

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>3802998

>>3803020
>This is your best chance to nail the sub. Tell Seagull 1 to commit to the attack.

>>3803020
>>This is your best chance to nail the sub. Tell Seagull 1 to commit to the attack.

>>3803020
>>This is your best chance to nail the sub. Tell Seagull 1 to commit to the attack.

>>3803020
>>The drones are coming.Tell Seagull 1 to break off.

>>3803020
>This is your best chance to nail the sub. Tell Seagull 1 to commit to the attack.

Time for snow.

>>3803020
>This is your best chance to nail the sub. Tell Seagull 1 to commit to the attack.

>>3803020
>>This is your best chance to nail the sub. Tell Seagull 1 to commit to the attack.

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>>3803020
"Seagull, stick to your attack run! I'll keep any drones off of you!" You assure them as you dive in ahead the big, lumbering maritime patrol bird.

"This thing can't exactly turn on a dime, so we're counting on you!" Seagull 1 replies as they continue to drop lower to get into attack range.

At this point, the drones were already starting to break out of the water. MQ-101s, as you expected. You knew that Bandit was up high to provide support, but he'd be to high up to able to properly intercept them as they came out of the water.

You could try nailing them as they launched, but committing to an attack like that would leave Seagull vulnerable if you couldn't get them all on your first pass.

>Let Bandit come down to tie them up.
>Try to hit them as they come out of the water.
>Other

>>3803067
>Try to hit them as they come out of the water.

>>3803067
>>Let Bandit come down to tie them up.

>>3803067
>>Let Bandit come down to tie them up.

>>3803067
>Let Bandit come down to tie them up.

>>3803067
>>Let Bandit come down to tie them up.

>>3803067
>>Let Bandit come down to tie them up.

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>>3803067
...

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>>3803122
What the fuck, Bandit?

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>>3803122
Unfortunately, the MQ-101s don't even seem to be phased by Bandit's presence as he dives down from above. They immediately split into multiple directions, foiling his attack run.

"Damn! It's up to you, Red!" Bandit grunts in frustration as he tries to reacquire targets, his F-15 leveling out.

This unfortunately meant that there wasn't anything stopping the MQ-101s that broke away in your direction from zeroing in on you and Seagull 1. This was going to be rough.

>No choice but to attack them head on!
>Hang back a bit and and use Seagull 1 as bait to lure them into an ambush position.
>Other

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>>3803133
>No choice but to attack them head on!

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>>3803133
>>No choice but to attack them head on!

Time to dive into the fireworks.

>>3803133
>No choice but to attack them head on!

>No choice but to attack them head on!

BELKA BLITZ

>>3803133
>No choice but to attack them head on!

>>3803133
>>No choice but to attack them head on!

>>3803133
>>No choice but to attack them head on!

>>3803133
>No choice but to attack them head on!

>>3803133
>>No choice but to attack them head on!

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>>3803133
You instinctively lick your lips in anticipation. Looks like there was no choice now. You had to engage these drones head on if you wanted to keep them away from Seagull 1!

With that in mind, you get your Su-30 pointed directly at the approaching drones. Hopefully they won't be able to get their missiles off in time...

>Roll 1d10 (GUN test 7)

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>3803176
Here comes the Snow!

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>>3803176
HERE COMES THE SNOW
look at this 1

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>3803176

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>3803178
BROTHER

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>>3803177
>>3803178
>>3803179
>>3803180

>>3803178
>>3803179
BLIZZARDS

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>>3803178
>>3803179

>>3803177
>>3803178
>>3803179
>>3803180
Someone better save that gun camera video

>>3803178
>>3803179
Time for a Bloody Belkan Blizzard.

:0
Well then

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>>3803176
You let out a long burst of cannon fire, which tears into the lead MQ-101 and it spins out of control as a third of its body is sheared off. The hapless drone plummets down towards the water, where you can see it slam down into what looks like... an antenna sticking out of the water?

Suddenly, the rest of the drones all practically fall out of the sky, crashing into the water below as if someone had just switched them off.

And then when the water starts foaming and bubbling again, that's when it hits you. That antenna sticking out of the water must have been what was sending command signals to the drones! Which meant-

Your train of thought is interrupted when a massive submarine emerges from the water. All along its broad spine, you could see launch tubes where the drones had been coming out of. This was definitely the target, all right.

"Holy crap!' Seagull 1 curses. "It's gigantic!"

And that's when you seen countless hatches opening up to reveal drone launchers, SAMs, and AA guns sprouting from the hull. Looks like this sub wasn't going down without a fight!

"I'm already calling in reinforcements!" Seagull 1 shouts as he breaks off.
We just need to hold out until then!"

>He's right. Keep your distance until help arrives.
>Screw that, it might escape before then!
>Other

>>3803211
>>Screw that, it might escape before then!

>Screw that, it might escape before then!
Go get em Red Knight

>>3803211
>Screw that, it might escape before then!

>>3803211
>>Screw that, it might escape before then!

How the hell are these people affording all this? Did they take over a production facility?

>>3803211
>>He's right. Keep your distance until help arrives.
This fish needs a bigger rod to tangle with.

>>3803211
>Screw that, it might escape before then!

>>3803211
>He's right. Keep your distance until help arrives.

>>3803211
>>Screw that, it might escape before then!
>>3803223
One of those megacorps in AC3 might be bankrolling this, like Gundam Zeta era Anaheim Electronics

>How the hell are these people affording all this?
Patriotic donations. How else.

When Milly becomes their Supreme Leader they can build us a super plane. All financed with piggy bank drives.

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>>3803211
"Screw that! It might escape by then!" You scowl.

You bank towards the massive submarine, and your missile warning system was already screaming warnings as you.

"I hope you know what you're doing, Red." Bandit grunts as his F-15 swings around to hit the submarine from the opposite end.

"Of course!" You laugh.

You do a quick read on the submarine's status. Right now, you could see the immediate threats were the drone launchers and AA emplacements. If you could knock those out, you'd pretty much knock out the sub's only offensive and defensive power. Then again, you could see a tall communications mast jutting out from the submarine's command tower. That had to be their backup antenna!

Or you could try hitting its engines and ballast tanks to prevent it from being able to escape.

>Take out the drone launchers.
>Take out the AA emplacements.
>Take out the antenna.
>Take out the engines.
>Other

>>3803249
>>Take out the antenna.

Time to blind them.

>>3803249
>Take out the engines.

>>3803249
>Take out the antenna.

>>3803249
>>Take out the drone launchers.

>>3803249
>Take out the engines.
I'm pretty sure we're stll trying to bomb it.

>>3803249
>Take out the engines.

>>3803249
>Take out the AA emplacements.

>>3803249
>>Take out the antenna.

>>3803249
>Take out the AA emplacements.

>>3803249
>>3803272
Actually,
>Take out the antenna

>>3803249
>>Take out the antenna.

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>>3803249
You angle for the submarine's main antenna. If you could take that out, you'd basically eliminate their ability to use their drones! Or at the very least hamper their effectiveness.

However, that meant you were going to have to run the gauntlet of drones and AA defenses littered all over the submarine before you could get a good shot in. It as going to be tricky....

>Roll 1d10 (ACM test 6)

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>3803281

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>3803281

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>>3803281

>>3803282
>>3803285
>>3803286

Goddamn

>>3803282
>>3803285
We shot the maintenance shaft that goes into the reactor.

>>3803281
Who's that 10 for?

>>3803282
>>3803285
>>3803286
>>3803289
EXPLOSION

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>>3803281
And that's when you notice a critical flaw in the design of the submarine. All of the AA emplacements were built into the flanks of the massive vehicle, all with the assumption that aerial opponents would be approaching from the sides to attack. But there was one avenue they didn't think of covering, because frankly, they probably thought nobody would be crazy enough to take it.

All you had to do was fly straight down the spine of the submarine.

Now, granted, the dorsal area was where all of the vertical launch missile tubes, converted into drone launchers, were located. Every tube you flew over, there was chance a drone would pop out at the same time, which would result in an ugly crash.

But you were in the goddamn zone right now! You effortlessly weave around and over the drone launch tubes, dodging drones and sporadic AA fire as you hurtle directly at the conning tower. Your HUD lets know you have a solid lock and you let your missiles fly...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3803302

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3803302

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3803302
Here comes the snow

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>3803302

>>3803302
>>3803305
>>3803307
Doubles again what is this madness

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>>3803302
Your missiles slam directly into the building sized conning tower, setting off powerful secondary explosions that shatter the conning tower like glass. The secondary explosions continue to ripple across parts of the submarine, and the great open wound where its conning tower used to be start belching smoke and flame.

"Holy crap! That was an amazing shot!" Seagull one marvels.

"Good job, Red. The submarine's turning away now." Bandit says.

Sure enough, the submarine was slewing around in an attempt to escape. Even with the entire damn tower blown off and with no way to control its drones, it was still a formidable threat. All those damn weapons emplacements meant it still had teeth.

However, at this point, the Sea Drake frigates were beginning to catch up, running down the submarine like a pack of wolves chasing a wounded deer.

>Let the navy mop things up. No sense risking getting shot down now.
>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off!
>Other

>>3803323
>>Let the navy mop things up. No sense risking getting shot down now.

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>>3803323
>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off!

>>3803323
>>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off!

>>3803323
>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off!
Mama needs a sub kill marker.

>>3803323
>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off!

>>3803323
>>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off!

>>3803323
>>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off!
We're biting off more than we can chew here, but sure, let's do it.

>>3803323
>>Let the navy mop things up. No sense risking getting shot down now.

>>3803323
>Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off
I want to paint a submarine on our kill markers.

>>3803340
And this is why you should double check your sentences after an edit. Fuck

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>>3803323
Oh no, you were gonna be the one to finish it off! You already went this far!

"Sorry, Boss, but I'm itching to have a super sub with my kill markers! You laugh as you turn and dive down on the submarine yet again.

"Red! RED!" Bandit barks.

You grin as you make another attack run on the submarine. However, this time the AA emplacements were prepared and send up a storm of missiles and tracers your way.

>Roll 1d10 (ACM test 6)

>>3803346
CHECK OUT THIS ONE
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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>>3803346

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>>3803346

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>>3803347
>>3803346
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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>>3803348
>>3803350
>>3803351