>>3937360
>>Sounds like the best shot we have.

We probably don't want something the spooks can track.

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>>3937360
>>Sounds like the best shot we have.

And have some nose art/pinup for good measure.

>>3937360
>Sounds like the best shot we have.

>>3937360
>Sounds like the best shot we have.

As long as it has basic functionality.

Maybe we can send a copy for Elisa when we're done fixing it?

>>3937360
>Sounds like the best shot we have.

>>3937360
>>Sounds like the best shot we have.

>>3937360
>>Sounds like the best shot we have.

>>3937360
>Sounds like the best shot we have.
>anything I can do to help?

>>3937360
>>We probably should get something a bit more authentic.

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>>3937360
Honestly, you a bit amazed that Vicky was so savvy with tech, until you remembered that her parents were engineers. Maybe that should have been more expected. Still, you hadn't seen this side of Vicky before.

"Yeah, sounds like the best shot we have." You nod. "We don't want people asking too many questions."

"Exactly!" Vicky nods. "Um, can you hand me that screwdriver, there?"

Vicky points to the specified tool, which was sitting on her desk just out of reach of her relatively short arms.

"Sure thing." You nod as you grab the screwdriver and hand it to her. "So, you've been doing this sort of thing a lot?"

"My dad taught me how to build my own computer since I was seven!" Vicky gives a rare, confident grin. "I've been doing it as a hobby ever since! Trying to make a portable system capable of supporting an AI program is definitely an exciting challenge for me!"

>Well, I'll leave it to you, then.
>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.
>Other

>>3937421
>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.

>>3937421
>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.

>>3937421
>>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.

What are the odds that it has flight data from observing Three Strikes?

Would be nice practice to go up against a simulacrum of them.

>>3937421
>>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.
>>

>>3937421
>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.

>>3937430
>Would be nice practice to go up against a simulacrum of them.

I'd agree. Knowledge of Osean tactics is never a bad thing. Especially the patterns of aces. Could be useful.

>>3937421
>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.

Not only best butler, but also best computer programmer.

>>3937421
>>You want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day.

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>>3937421
"Want me to stick around? Looks like you've been holed up in here all day." You remark, noting Vicky's slightly disheveled appearance.

"Really? I could use an extra pair of hands!" Vicky beams. "You should have some pretty steady hands, right?"

"Um not sure about that." You frown.

"Don't be silly! I'll give you directions, so there's nothing to worry about!" Vicky says cheerfully. "Come on, it'll be fun!"

>I don't think I'm cut out for that sort of thing...
>Okay, I'll give it a shot.
>Other

>>3937480
>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

>>3937480
>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

>>3937480
>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

>>3937480
>>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

I just hope the AI isn't aware that we're essentially working on it.

>>3937480
>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

>>3937480
>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

>>3937480
>>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

>>3937480
>Okay, I'll give it a shot.

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>>3937480
"Okay, I'll give it a shot, I guess..." You frown.

"Cool! Don't worry, it's easy!" Vicky smiles. "Now I just need you to solder this chip here..."

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3937511
Belkan fingers go!

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3937511

>>3937511
cmon 20

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3937511
wait I forgot to roll

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>>3937511

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>>3937511
Fortunately, you manage to keep up with Vicky's instructions, helping her assemble the custom laptop without too much fuss or screwup. Honestly, you were impressed that Vicky could do all of this on her own, while directing a relative layman like you at the same time. This was something she was apparently very comfortable with.

Unlike flying. She was always a nervous wreck during and after any given mission.

Honestly, from everything she's said and shown about herself, she'd make an excellent engineer. While you were one of the last people who would question her skill behind a pilot's stick, it did make you wonder why she'd put up with something so obviously stressful for her.

>Ask Vicky again what's really motivating her to be a pilot.
>Let's fire up the computer and see if it works!
>Other

>>3937535
>Ask Vicky again what's really motivating her to be a pilot

>>3937535
>Ask Vicky again what's really motivating her to be a pilot.

>>3937535
>Let's fire up the computer and see if it works!

>>3937535
>>Let's fire up the computer and see if it works!

>>3937535
>Ask Vicky again what's really motivating her to be a pilot.

>>3937535
>>Ask Vicky again what's really motivating her to be a pilot.

>>3937535
>Ask Vicky again what's really motivating her to be a pilot.

>>3937535
>>Ask Vicky again what's really motivating her to be a pilot.

>>3937535
>>Let's fire up the computer and see if it works!

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>>3937535
"You know, Vicky." You say, setting down the tools you borrowed from her back on her desk. "Seeing all this, you'd make a pretty good engineer, yet here you are, putting your neck on the line as a pilot. And from a neutral pacifist country, too! What's up with that?"

"Ah, well..." Vicky's cheeks redden as she returns to her nervous state. "I-It's kind of embarrassing, really..."

"It's just the two of us here." You point out, giving Vicky an encouraging pat on her shoulder. "No else is gonna know if you tell me now!"

"I guess you can say I was... bored." Vicky sighs. "Don't get me wrong, Nordenvannic is a wonderful country. It's safe and clean Crime is almost nonexistent and the economy is healthy. But living there was just so... dull! At least for me, it just seemed like it was the same thing every day. No change, no danger, nothing!"

Vicky pauses after realizing she's gone on a bit of a rant. She instinctively grabs both her twintails and tries to use them to cover her face to mask her embarrassment.

"S-so I figured the quickest way to find do something exciting and make a difference at the same time was to join the air force! And um, here I am now!" She squeaks.

>That's some super first world problem you got there.
>Hey, don't worry. I totally get that feeling.
>Other

>>3937566
>>That's some super first world problem you got there.

>>3937566
>>That's some super first world problem you got there.

>>3937566
>Other

>I bet you weren't planning on flying for the IUN huh?

>>3937566
>>Hey, don't worry. I totally get that feeling.
I mean hey, who are we to tell others about what how they should live.

>>3937566
>>Hey, don't worry. I totally get that feeling.

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>>3937566
Looks like we've got a bit of a tie so we'll have to roll it off!

1. First world problem.
2. Feeling

Lol

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>>3937587
"Man, that's some super first world problem you got there." You roll your eyes.

"See? I knew you would say that!" Vicky wails. "I just seem like a spoiled and entitled brat to you, right?"

"Well, spoiled, yeah." You grin as you pat Vicky on the head. "But you're a great pilot and wingmate. You don't need to prove anything to me."

"R-really?" Vicky blinks in surprise.

"Trust me, you're not the first or last pilot to take up the job for wonky ideals and to relieve boredom." You chuckle. "You know, my mentor Karla has always had this kooky hippie fascination with the sky. Almost couldn't care less about what cause she was fighting for as long as she could get behind a fighter stick."

"You mean Valkyrie from the Wild Cards, right?" Vicky nods. "I sort of got that impression, seeing the videos of her flying."

"Damn, you could tell just from looking?" You laugh. "You're just perfectly suited to be a pilot, aren't you?"

"N-not at all." Vicky mumbles. "I'm still just scaredy cat in an actual battle..."

"Quit saying that! You're one of the best pilots I've seen! i mean it!" You assure her, punching her lightly in the shoulder.

"I-It's flattering. Really." Vicky nods. "Um. Um, this might sound weird, but since you're here..."

"Yeah?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Would... would you mind staying over tonight?" Vicky asks, her face getting much redder. "You know, like a sleepover?"

>But I literally sleep next door to you...
>Sounds fun!
>Sounds leeeeeeeewd~.
>Other

>>3937593
>Sounds fun!

My apprentice, have you ever heard the tragedy of Darth Siegfried the Wise?

>>3937593
>>Sounds fun!

>>3937593
>>Sounds leeeeeeeewd~.

>>3937593
>Sounds fun!

>>3937593
>Sounds leeeeeeeewd~.
Obligated option.

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>>3937593
"Sounds fun!" You beam. "Let's do it!"

"R-really!?" Vicky gasps in surprise. "I-I-I didn't think you would say yes!"

"Then don't ask the question if you're afraid of the answer!" You laugh.

"I guess you have a point there." Vicky concedes, letting out a deep sigh. "Oh no, this room only has one bed!"

"Didn't think this through, didn't ya?" You laugh and then nudge Vicky with your elbow playfully. "Or were you thinking this all the along?"

"N-nothing like that!" Vicky wails. "B-but we already agreed on it, so we have to go through with it!"

And that's how the both of you ended up in Vicky's bed, both snugly tucked away under the covers. You could practically feel the heat generated from Vicky's anxiety radiating through the bed.

"Um, Milly, mind if I ask you something personal?" She mumbles, her head partially covered by her blanket.

"Shoot." You say, trying to get comfortable.

"Do you... ever get bad dreams or anything?" She asks.

"What brought that up?" You frown.

"W-well, when you were in the infirmary..." Vicky pauses. "When I was keeping an eye on you, you seemed to be tossing and turning and mumbling in your sleep. It was kinda worrying, honestly."

>Nah, that was just a one time thing.
>I get them from time to time.
>A lot more than I'd like.
>Other

>>3937619
>I get them from time to time.

>>3937619
>A lot more than I'd like.
Milly's shaken up pretty badly.

>>3937619
>>A lot more than I'd like.

>>3937619
>>I get them from time to time.

>>3937619
>I get them from time to time.

>>3937619
>>I get them from time to time.

>>3937619
>>I get them from time to time.
>>3937619

>>3937619
>>I get them from time to time.

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>>3937619
"I get them from time to time." You admit quietly, as you shift nervously in Vicky's bed. "It's weird, honestly. I barely even remember the Belkan War at all, but I'll occasionally get a bad dream like last time that involves all that crap. It's super annoying, if you ask me."

"O-oh." Vicky pauses. "U-um, well, if you're feeling down, then you're always free to come to me!"

"To sleep with you?" You chuckle.

"Y- wait! No!" Vicky stammers, caught off guard by your answer. "I mean, I'm always going to be there if you need someone to talk to, you know?"

"I get it, Vicky." You smile as gently nudge her with your body. "And thanks for the offer. I'll keep that in mind."

"You should!"

It's then that you let out a yawn and close yoru eyes, your eyelids suddenly feeling extremely heavy...

---

Thankfully, you didn't have a bad dream like last time, though you're woken up a loud knock on the door. Next to you, Vicky was still snoring softly.

"Vicky! Are you in there?" You hear Misono's muffled voice from he other side of the door. "We have a briefing soon! Can you hear me?"

>Wake Vicky up.
>Answer for Vicky.
>Stay quiet.
>Other

>>3937661
>Wake Vicky up

>>3937661
>Answer for Vicky.

>>3937661
>Wake Vicky up.

Hopefully she doesn't jump.

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>>3937661
>>Wake Vicky up.

>>3937661
>>Answer for Vicky.

>>3937661
>>Wake Vicky up.

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>>3937661
"Vicky." You grunt as you start nudging your wingmate. "Vickyyyyy, you need to wake up!"

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3937685
PSSSST

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3937685
>inb4 Milly gets a Sturmfuhrer Punch

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>3937685

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3937685
Cue being on the receiving end of a Sturmfuherer punch

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>>3937691
You would receive it right now if you were to roll it much earlier.

>>3937691
What have you done

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>>3937685
"Hmmm, whaaaa...?" Vicky groans as her eyes groggily open."

"Vicky! Are you in there?" Misono knock again.

"I'm awake!" Vicky blurts as she instantly shoots up from her bed, nearly knocking you off the side as she does so. "Sorry! What was that?"

"The base commander called for a briefing this morning! Looks like we'll be having another mission soon!" Misono explains. "Wake up Milly and get going!"

"R-right! I'll get on it!" Vicky stammers.

"Is there something wrong?" Misono's muffled voice wonders. "You seem a bit more high strung than usual."

"It's nothing! Really!" Vicky starts sweating, her eyes darting from you to the door.

>Better keep quiet for now.
>This is a prime moment for some bullying.
>Other

>>3937700
>>This is a prime moment for some bullying.

>>3937700
>>Better keep quiet for now.
No dammit no!

>>3937700
>Better keep quiet for now.

I do hope she didnt leave our secret project in the open

>>3937700
>Better keep quiet for now.

>>3937700
>>This is a prime moment for some bullying.
Now that I finally finished AC7, I can finally join these threads!

I'm honestly pretty pleased with Milly thus far. Really digging the whole Belkan ultranationalist schtick.

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You decide to keep quiet and let Vicky do all the talking. Best not to put her on the spot any further.

"All right, just be sure not to be late!" Misono responds and you hear her footsteps as she walks off down the hall.

"Ahhhh, that was so close..." Vicky sighs as she clutches her chest. "My heart felt like it was about to fall out..."

"Heeeeeey, maybe we should invite Misono over for the next sleepover." You grin, prodding Vicky in her side. "I bet it'll be fun!"

"Don't joke about that!" Vicky blushes again. "A-anyways, we should be preparing for the briefing, right?"

"Yeah, yeah." You sigh as you get up as well. "So what do we do about the computer? Can we plug the AI into it now?"

"We only just got the hardware finished." Vicky shakes her head as she already starts tying up her hair into her signature twintails. "I'll still have to install the software, and try and make sure its compatible with the AI."

>Maybe leave the AI with Vicky.
>You should hold on to the AI for now.
>Other

>>3937712
>>You should hold on to the AI for now.

>>3937712
>>You should hold on to the AI for now.

>>3937712
>You should hold on to the AI for now.

If we are gonna be leaving on a mission we need it to be on us. We obviously trust Vicky but we can't leave it behind. Some IUN vulture might find it.

>>3937712
>You should hold on to the AI for now.

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>>3937712
"All right, I'll hold on to the AI in the mean time, then." You say as you yawn and stretch. "Let me know when you're ready to test."

"Got it!" Vicky nods as you make your exit.

With that, you head back to your own quarters where you shower and grab a fresh change of clothes. You do a quick double check to make sure you hadn't forgotten anything. You had all your clothes on, you were wearing the right uniform, and the AI hard drive was still securely nestled in your pocket.

After at least a week of leave time, you were finally read to get back into the thick of things and start flying again. Hopefully you weren't TOO rusty from your little vacation...

>And that's it for tonight! We'll continue the thread on Saturday, so stay tuned!

>>3937728
Thanks for running

>>3937728
Thanks for running Merc!

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>>3937728
It wasn't long that you were up in the air, on the way to your next target. The briefing was short and simple, with little opportunity for questions.

Apparently, your fellow IUN squadrons had been doing a good job putting the rogue penal squadrons on the back foot while you were gone. Now, they were starting to get desperate, meaning they were getting bolder in their raids. Just recently, a few of the remaining squadrons banded together and seized the Osean 444th airbase.

Well, "airbase" was a bit too much of a flattering term. The 44th airbase doubled as an Osean military prison and boneyard. Seemed to be a popular dumping ground for the Osean military.

Well, either way, it was bad. Not only did the penal squadrons now have access to an entire prison's worth of fresh manpower, but the nearby boneyard provided them with plenty of airframes and parts to keep their ragtag air force supplied and maintained. On top of that, they had managed to take most of the base personnel hostage. It was a huge mess.

The Andersen was already moving into position to send a team of Osean commandos to take back the base.

On your end, the IUN was sending Raven and Orpheus squadrons to support Mage and Golem squadrons. The idea was to draw out the penal squadrons and engage them to prevent them from noticing the commando force.

However, there were secondary objectives, too. Intel had stated the prisoners had stashed escape planes in the boneyard. They would have to be destroyed to cut off their main avenue of escape. Not to mention, there were the prison defenses itself, which would not only keep the hostages trapped inside, but would also keep the commandos out.

>Engage with the penal squadrons.
>Take out the hidden escape planes.
>Neutralize the prison defenses.
>Other

>>3938768
>Engage with the penal squadrons.

>>3938768
>Engage with the penal squadrons.

Time to hunt down some wild dogs.

>>3938768
>Engage with the penal squadrons.
Obviously.

The Red Knight rules the sky

>>3938768
>Engage with the penal squadrons.

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>>3938775
Took the words right out of my mouth friend

>>3938768
>>Take out the hidden escape planes.

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>>3938768
Of course, you were very adamant that Raven squadron be responsible for handling the penal squadrons as they took to the air. Orpheus would be backing you up while Mage and Golem focused on the secondary objectives.

"All planes, this is Bandog. I'll be your AWACS for this mission." You hear a gruff, stern voice on the radio. "I expect you all to put down these convicts without friendly casualties. You all should be capable of at least that much."

"He sounds like a hardass." You mutter on your squadron frequency.

"He's freaking scary!" Vicky whimpers.

"But he's very driven! I can respect that!" Misono responds happily.

"Girls, focus." Bandit reminds you all. "The prison has probably spotted us on radar by now. Get ready for an engagement."

Up ahead, you could see the 444th Base, safely nestled on an island near the coast. You could see in the distance that planes were scrambling to takeoff, but the convicts were complete idiots. There was a pair of MiG-35s on combat air patrol, already vectoring towards your formation to buy time for the rest of the planes to take off.

>Take out the CAP
>Blow past the CAP and try to hit the enemy planes before they can take off.
>Other

>>3938850
>Blow past the CAP and try to hit the enemy planes before they can take off.

Vrooom

>>3938850
>>Blow past the CAP and try to hit the enemy planes before they can take off.

Time to go fast.

>>3938850
>Blow past the CAP and try to hit the enemy planes before they can take off.

>>3938850
>Blow past the CAP and try to hit the enemy planes before they can take off.

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>>Blow past the CAP and try to hit the enemy planes before they can take off.

>>3938850
>Blow past the CAP and try to hit the enemy planes before they can take off.

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>>3938850
Heh, this was the perfect opportunity to blow past the CAP and hit the penal planes before they had the chance to take off!

You just had to trust in the speed of your Su-47 and your wingmates to back you up against the CAP.

>Roll 1d10 (ACM test 6)

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>3938921

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>3938921

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>>3938921

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>3938921

>>3938924
>>3938926
Well this is gonna need some appropriate music

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>3938921

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>3938921
>>3938924
>>3938926

YEEEEES
OSEA SHALL FEAR US MWAHAHAHA

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>>3938921

>>3938933
>>3938926
>>3938924


Three 1s

Is it time?

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>>3938938

>>3938960
>Inb4 Loum

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>>3938921
You're pushed back in your seat as your afterburners roar, blasting you past the the pair of MiG-35s before they can react.

The airbase up ahead starts getting larger and larger in your canopy as you rapidly close the distance. Your targeting computer whines as you get a solid lock on the planes stacked up on the runway. You fire off a pair of missiles at the lead plane in the group, an F-18. You quickly follow up by strafing the planes immediately behind it with a long burst of gunfire.

You don't even slow down as the entire line of planes, easily an entire squadron, goes up in flames instantly, spreading chain reactions of secondary fuel and ammo explosions across the entire base.

"Wow!" Vicky gasps.

"Holy shit! Did the entire base just go up!?" Another pilot yelps. "Did they self destruct!"

"No! One of those IUN pilots dove straight in! Took a whole squadron out!"

"Which one?!"

By that time, you had already boosted out of the effective range of the base's air defenses. Both your squadron and Orpheus were getting held up by the CAP. On the ground, the one runway you strafed was up in flames and strewn with plane wreckage. It was completely out of action, forcing the remaining convict planes to redirect to the backup runway.

You could try to link up with the rest of your squadron, or try to dive in for another attack run on the second runway. However, the base defenses were already on to you, and your missile warning system was already telling you that you air defense radars were keeping track of you.

And you were currently out here on your own. That left you vulnerable to any other planes of CAPs that you may have missed.

>Circle around and link back up with your squadron.
>Go for another attack run.
>Other

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>>3938970
>Go for another attack run.

Ahhhh it's good to be back. I love the smell of victory in the morning.

>>3938970
>>Go for another attack run.

One more than pull out.

>>3938970
>Circle around and link back up with your squadron.

>>3938970
>>Circle around and link back up with your squadron.
Once is plenty, and with defenses and CAP up it's far too dangerous to linger any further. Difference of bravery and stupidity.

>>3938970
>Circle around and link back up with your squadron.

>>3938970
>>Circle around and link back up with your squadron.

>>3938970
>>Circle around and link back up with your squadron.
>>Other: Fly low across the boneyard and try to locate the hidden escape planes on the way back.

Isn't this our first debut to the Penal Squadron?

I hope our image is burned into them.

>>3938993
All they saw was a red streak and our swept wings.

Then fire

>>3938994
Like a... red... comet...

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>>3938970
You decide to play it safe and take a wide circle around the base as Golem and Mage close in to perform their own attacks to weaken the base defenses. Missiles and bombs streak out, knocking out SAM sites, strongpoints, towers, and walls.

"Raven Two." You hear Bandog address you directly. "Excellent job suppressing those convicts. I'm picking up new contacts coming in from the north. They are not displaying IUN IFF and are not responding to hails. We can only assume they're hostile."

"So what do you want me to do about it?" You ask.

"The commando team is currently en route to the base. Provide protection to them, either by escorting them or intercepting the enemy. I'll leave it up to your discretion."

"I'm on the way, Red!" You hear Vicky yelp on the radio. "Just give me some time to catch up!"

Hm, well, if you stuck with the commando team, that would give Vicky enough time to catch up to you. Or, you could try and intercept those unknown bogies right now, though you wouldn't have backup for a while...

>Wait for Vicky to catch up.
>Go and intercept the bogies.
>Other

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>>3938994
>their collective imaginations (or preferences) envision Milly as pic related

>>3939023
>Wait for Vicky to catch up.

>>3939023
>Go and intercept the bogies.

They might have long range munitions

>>3939023
>>Go and intercept the bogies.

>>3939023
>>Wait for Vicky to catch up.

>>3939026
Well the convicts will surely be disappointed when they meet the flesh and blood Milly.

>>3939023
>>Wait for Vicky to catch up.

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>>3939023
You continue your wide circle, allowing Vicky to catch up to you while you observe a small fleet of helicopters making their way towards the base. They take sporadic small arms fire from the ground as they approach, but nothing too serious.

"I'm here!" Vicky yelps as she finally catches up. You see Bandit and Misono's planes also close behind. Looks like the CAP was already taken down, with Orpheus knocking down the rest of the convict planes as they take off.

"Bogies incoming." Bandog warns. "I'm reading multiple F-4s and MiG-21s with Su-30s mixed in. Show them no mercy."

Huh, maybe this Bandog guy wasn't so bad after all.

Sure enough, on your radar screen, you were reading at least two dozen contacts. Sure, they were mostly obsolete planes like Bandog had pointed out, but it was still a of them compared to just the four of you.

>Raven Squadron can hold the line!
>Maybe you should ask for some help from Golem and Mage.
>Other

>>3939076
>>Raven Squadron can hold the line!

>>3939076
>Raven Squadron can hold the line!

Paint the clouds red with the blood of Osea

>>3939076
>Raven Squadron can hold the line!

Prepare for some snow.

>>3939076
>>Raven Squadron can hold the line!

>>3939076
>>Raven Squadron can hold the line!

>>3939076
>Raven Squadron can hold the line!

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>>3939076
"That's a lot of enemies in front of us." Bandit grumbles. "You sure you want to dive straight into that, Red?"

>Of course! Nothing like a good ol furball!
>We'll play it safe and keep hit and running them!
>Their missiles are crap. Hammer away at them from a distance!
>Other

>>3939129
>We'll play it safe and keep hit and running them!
Is the MP7 the standard issue survival weapon for Belkan pilots?

>>3939129
>We'll play it safe and keep hit and running them!

Like water on a stone

>>3939129
>We'll play it safe and keep hit and running them!

>>3939129
>>We'll play it safe and keep hit and running them!

>>3939129
>>Of course! Nothing like a good ol furball!

>>3939129
>>Of course! Nothing like a good ol furball!

>>3939129
>>We'll play it safe and keep hit and running them!
Play to Red's aircraft's strength, which is speed and not dogfighting right now.

>>3939129
>We'll play it safe and keep hit and running them!

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>>3939129
"We got the thrust to boom and zoom them, right?" You ask. "We'll just pick them apart that way!"

"Take the lead, then." Bandit says. "We'll mop up whatever you miss."

"Heh. C'mon, Vicky!" You say happily as you hit your afterburners, barreling directly at the approaching wave of enemy fighters.

>Roll 1d10 (GUN test 7)

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>3939180

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>3939180

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>3939180

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>3939180

>>3939182
>>3939183
>>3939196
Huh... do triples get a bonus or something? cuz 3 same numbers over d10 is essentially a 1% chance thing.

>>3939205
Bonus replies.

>>3939205
I mean we did it with the 1's too

Regardless that's three succeses

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Rolled 8, 9, 1 = 18 (3d10)

>>3939180
...

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>triple 5s
Open your eyes.

>>3939205
Nah, we just go fighting Orphnocs.

>>3939182
>>3939183
>>3939196
>>3939220
STANDING BY...

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>>3939212
You drive straight through the cloud of obsolete planes, your cannon blazing and tearing through two MiG-21s and an F-4. In a few short seconds, you're already clear of the formation, power climbing into the clouds above.

Bandit, Vicky, and Misono were close behind. Vicky and Misono weren't able to secure any kills, but Bandit is able to nail a pair of Su-30's.

It was pretty clear those Su-30s were acting as squadron leaders, as the entire formation of planes immediately starts breaking up in over a dozen smaller groups, flying wildly in all directions. Without centralized command, the undisciplined convict pilots were completely breaking down.

"We gotta get outta here!"

"These pilots ain't human!"

"Get outta my way!"

"Look at those wild dogs chasing their own tails." Bandog says with contempt. "Put them all down."

Some of the convict planes were drifting towards the prison. They might cause trouble for the other squadrons, but Orpheus should be able to handle them, hopefully. There were other knots of pilots trying to flee, taking off towards the mainland at high speed.

>Mop up the planes around the prison.
>Chase down the planes trying to flee.
>Other

>>3939236
>Mop up the planes around the prison.

>>3939236
>>Chase down the planes trying to flee.

>>3939236
>>Other
Order them to surrender and land, or die fighting.

Fuck it if we’re going to do Osea’s dirty work for them...

>>3939236
>Mop up the planes around the prison.

>>3939236

I'll support this. >>3939247

If even a few take it then we will have prisoners to interrogate. If we kill them all we cant squeese info. I'm sure their HQ coordinates are worth a good deal to the IUN.

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>>3939236
Okay, looks like we've got a mix of votes, so let's try to narrow it down!

>Mop up the planes around the prison.
>Try to convince the convicts to surrender.
>Other

>>3939288
>>Try to convince the convicts to surrender.
Queen Milly is Merciful

>>3939288

>Try to convince the convicts to surrender.

The Oseans are probably just gonna hang them all for desertion and well, treason. If they come with dignity all the better.

>>3939288
>>Mop up the planes around the prison.

>>3939288
>>Try to convince the convicts to surrender.

>>3939288
>>Try to convince the convicts to surrender.

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>>3939288
"You know, Boss, can't we convince these guys to surrender?" You wonder. "I'd rather not be doing the Oseans' job for them and cleaning up their messes."

"That's true." Bandit nods. "But do you think they'll listen to anybody?"

"I'm sure your calm and commanding demeanor can reassure them they'll be treated fairly." Misono points out.

"Or they might respect Red's strength!" Vicky points out. "Everybody's seen what she did!"

"Hmmmm." Bandit pauses for a second.

>Let Bandit do the talking.
>You should do the talking.
>Other

>>3939334
>>Let Bandit do the talking.

>>3939334
>You should do the talking.

>>3939334
>>You should do the talking.

>>3939334
>Let Bandit do the talking.
Good Ace, Bad Ace.

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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3939334
Well, we got a tie here so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Bandit talk.
2. Red talk

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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3939373
"Fine, I'll take care of it." You say as you key your radio to transmit on an open channel and take a deep breath.

Hopefully they'll listen to you.

>Roll 1d20

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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3939375

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3939375
Borders.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3939375
Guess I will have to fill in.

>>3939377
>>3939378
Well done bros

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>>3939375
"HEY DUMBASSES!" You yell. "I'm THE MOTHERFUCKING RED TAIL! THE ONE WHO JUST KICKED ALL YOUR ASSES! IF YOU DON'T WANNA BE PUT DOWN LIKE THE WILD DOGS YOU ARE, YOU ALL BETTER GET YOUR ASSES DOWN ON THE GROUND AND GO BACK TO YOUR DAMN CELLS!"

There's a brief moment of silence over the comms before slowly and surely, all of the convict planes begin vectoring towards the 444th base.

"Give it up, everyone, it was a good run while it lasted." One of the convicts sighs in a resigned tone. "I'd rather be in a cell than dead."

"Wow, it really worked." Vicky gasps.

"I thought you suggested I talk to them." You grunt.

"W-well, I didn't think it would actually work!" Vicky squeaks.

"Well, you certainly do have your way with words." Misono laughs.

"We at least avoided further casualties." Bandit says coolly. "Good job, Red."

"Like I said, I wasn't in the mood to clean up the Oseans' mess." You grumble. "Besides, every convict we leave alive is another one to drain their tax dollars."

"Your mind works in some really weird ways." Vicky sighs.

"I'm not complaining." Bandit says. "Anyways, it seems like our mission is over. We better be heading back to base."

Huh, but shouldn't you stay behind to make sure the prisoners behaved? Plus the airspace wasn't fully secured...

>You should head back.
>You should stick around for a while.
>Other

>>3939409
>You should head back.
Leave the Osean problem to the Oseans.

>>3939409
>>You should head back.

>>3939409
>>You should stick around for a while.
Inb4 Osean war crimes

>>3939409
>You should stick around for a while.

>>3939409
>>You should head back.

>>3939409
>You should stick around for a while.

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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3939409
Looks like we've ended up with a tie, so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Stick around.
2. Head back

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>>3939444
You're not sure why, but your instinct tells you to stick around, at least for a little while longer.

"Hey, how about we stick around a little longer. Make sure these guys behave until they all land." You point out.

"Good idea." Bandit nods. "Looks like Mage and Golem are heading back first, then."

"Orpheus will stick around, too." Angela assures you.

Well, that was nice, you guess.

>Roll 1d10 (ID test 5)

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>3939451

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>3939451

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>3939451

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>3939451

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>>3939451
"What the-, pilots, I'm picking a new bogey! A fast one!" Bandog blurts. "Prepare for combat!"

"More convicts?" Alanna wonders.

"No wait..." You squint at your radar screen, trying to glean whatever you could. A lone plane popping up out of nowhere at rapid speed? It seemed almost like it was-

No, it couldn't be. Was the Raven back to hunting you?

>You better get the hell out of here.
>Now is the chance for revenge!
>Other

>>3939477
>Now is the chance for revenge!

>>3939477
>Now is the chance for revenge!

>>3939477
>>Other
Lure it away from the area

>>3939477
>>You better get the hell out of here.

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>>3939477
Time seems to slow down and stop all around you as you realize what was coming after you. Ever since you had narrowly escaped its first attack, you've been keeping a close eye on sightings of the Raven ever since. The fact the Raven was now back, after such a large absence from the public eye, all but confirmed there was another faction in the shadows, pulling all the strings.

However, to put all that knowledge to use, you'd have to survive, first.

>And that's it for tonight! Like always, the next thread will on Friday! Don't miss it!

>>3939512
Thanks for the run, boss.

>>3939026
If our convicts start a following, they may really see us like that.

>>3939512
See you next time, Merc.