>>4088149
>Sounds exciting!
>What about the ACTUAL Belkan agents?

>>4088149
>Other
>I assume this is an Unofficial Operation?

Because uh, i don't think Erusea is gonna be fine with us attacking their jail. That's kind of act-of-war-ish. Especially if we, you know, actually kill someone.

>>4088149
>>I don't know about this...
Seems a bit sketchier than usual.

>>4088149
>>Sounds exciting!
woohoo!

>>4088172
I'm curious as to why they would need fighter pilots for this. Unless they are expecting aerial resistance. Which is going to make this a very public thing inevitably.

>>4088149
>Sounds exciting!

>>4088175
Are we going to have to go undercover and instigate a riot?

>>4088149
I'll switch to this

>>I don't know about this...

>>4088149
>I don't know about this...

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>>4088149
Looks like we've got a bit of a tie so we'll have to roll it off!

1. Don't know.
2. Exciting

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>>4088213
"Sounds exciting!" You grin. "But what about the ACTUAL Belkan agents?"

"That's a concern, too." Karla nods. "Of course, a mission of this nature is going to be HIGHLY sensitive."

"Is this going to be an issue with the IUN?" Bandit raises an eyebrow.

"I wouldn't be raising this in Fort Grays if it wasn't." Karla shrugs casually. "This particular facility also holds a number of political prisoners the IUN would very much like to see freed."

"What sort of facility are we discussing here?" Misono wonders aloud. "It can't be normal if you're asking for the help of fighter pilots."

"Yeah, that's the thing." Karla points to the briefing screen.

An image winks on showing what looked to a large complex of floating platforms, linked together by large, aerial bridges in the middle of the sea.

"That was supposed to be the Farbanti Naval Defense Platform. Originally built to deter Osean naval attacks on the capital, they couldn't finish it before the outbreak of the Lighthouse War and suspended construction. After the war, the facility was supposedly decommissioned and sold off to an Erusean oil drilling firm."

"Which of course, is bunk." You conclude.

"Right on the money." Karla confirms. "Since the platform is just outside of Erusean territorial waters, that makes it the perfect location for a government black site."

"A floating prison, huh?" Misono muses. "Quite the interesting challenge."

"B-but they removed all the weapons, right?" Vicky asks hopefully.

"Doubtful." Karla shakes her head. "But since the site is supposed to be secret, Erusea can't station a heavy military garrison without attracting attention. Your job would be to suppress the platform's defenses until a ground team can spring the prisoners. Then bug out before the Eruseans can actually respond."

"Very bold." Bandit observes.

>Sounds right up our alley.
>Isn't there a more subtle way to handle this?
>Other

>>4088232
>>Isn't there a more subtle way to handle this?

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>>4088232
>>Isn't there a more subtle way to handle this?

This honestly. It wouldn't take a rocket scientist for them to figure out who was behind that kind of attack. If we can do this without the boom boom that's all the better. We did just go out of our away to avoid a war during the embassy siege recall.

>>4088232
>>Sounds right up our alley.

Time to don the Biker Jacket.

>>4088232
>>Sounds right up our alley.

>>4088232
>>Isn't there a more subtle way to handle this?

>>4088232
>Sounds right up our alley.

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>>4088232
>Isn't there a more subtle way to handle this?

>>4088239
We already have a bike suit in the form of our pilot suit.

>>4088239
If it's any consolation, we could probably wear the biker jacket next time we do an interview. The fans would go crazy.

>>4088232
>Isn't there a more subtle way to handle this?

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>>4088232
"Isn't there a more subtle way to handle this?" You frown. "I thought the last thing we needed was to start a war with Erusea."

"Which is why you'll be camouflaged as those Neo One Belka guys." Karla answers simply. "You're not the only ones they've been harassing. They've been pulling plenty of raids and ambushes on Erusean and IUN forces all over the continent. It won't be something completely unexpected."

"Won't they still be mad at their facility being attacked?" Vicky wonders.

"What facility?" Karla chuckles. "It's a black site. It's very nature must be kept secret at all costs. Even if it were to suffer a very unfortunate industrial accident, Erusea would never publicly admit or retaliate over it, assuming they figure out we were even behind it at all."

That.. did make some sense.

"Anyways we still have those unregistered F-16s you used in Shilage. A little souped up now, of course." Karla continues. "Or you can go with your regular planes repainted, but that might still be too recognizable."

>Go with the F-16s.
>Go with your own planes.
>Other

>>4088285
>>Go with the F-16s.
subtlety

>>4088285
>Go with the F-16s.

>>4088285
>Go with the F-16s.

If we are doing this at least do it smart. I still gotta bad feeling.

>>4088285
>>Go with the F-16s.

>>4088279
>>4088275
We can probably do the whole biker theme with the suit, jacket, and maybe a helmet.

>>4088285
>>Go with the F-16s.

>>4088285
>Go with the F-16s.
>>4088279
>inb4 leather jackets become a hit with the kids.

>>4088308
>when the biker gangs are not hoodlums but larping as motorcycle knights

Belkapilled

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>>4088285
"I guess we can go with the F-16s." You shrug. "Best not to attract too much attention."

"Agreed." Karla nods. "Anyways, it's going to take a few days to prep everything. I'm sure you all got other things to be doing, right?"

>Well, not really.
>You do have an IUN air patrol to do today.
>Other

>>4088335
>You do have an IUN air patrol to do today.

>>4088335
>Well, not really.

Beach Episode?

>>4088335
>>You do have an IUN air patrol to do today.

>>4088335
>Well, not really.

>>4088310

Can't wait to see kids in the street bicycle jousting.

>>4088335
>>Well, not really.

>>4088335
>>You do have an IUN air patrol to do today.

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>>4088335
Looks like we've got a tie! So it's time to roll off!

1. Not really
2. Air patrol

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>>4088360
Huh, well, now that Karla mentions it, you're not actually doing much today. You're not on any sort of duty roster.

However, it was Misono and Vicky's turn for air patrol duty today, so they wouldn't be available. So what to do...?

>Hang out with Karla.
>Check in with Mead and the Wyvern.
>Follow Bandit.
>Other

>>4088377
>>Check in with Mead and the Wyvern.

>>4088377
>Check in with Mead and the Wyvern.

>>4088377
>>Hang out with Karla.

>>4088377
>Check in with Mead and the Wyvern.

Gib superplane

>>4088377
>>Follow Bandit.

>>4088377
>Check in with Mead and the Wyvern.

>>4088377
>>Check in with Mead and the Wyvern.

>>4088377
>Follow Bandit.

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>>4088377
Well, you decide to go and check out the status of the Wyvern. Hopefully Mead hadn't had to take too much time fixing up your Su-47 after it took a lightning hit or two...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>4088439

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>4088439

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>4088439

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>>4088439
Fortunately, Mead doesn't throw a wrench at you the moment you enter the hangar. However, you do note that your Su-47 was still in a partly disassembled state, a number of its avionics and wiring having been pulled out, some of it still burnt and smoldering. Obviously it was going to take a while to fully fix.

Meanwhile, the Wyvern that you recovered was starting to actually look like a working plane. Sure, the fuselage still looked scorched and dented, but it was pounded back into its basic structure, and the cockpit looked to be fully installed and functional.

"Hey, Mead!" You wave your hand. "How are things going?"

"Huh? Oh, hey Milly." Mead pulls her head out of one of the Wyvern's access panels. "Well, thanks to a little cash infusion from your bosses, I've been able to get pretty much all of the common parts and cobbled them back into the plane. It's about 80% done, but I still need engines and the weapons systems."

"Anything I can do to help?" You wonder.

"Well, if you were to go over and steal parts from a Grunder factory or depot, sure."

>Ha ha, very funny.
>I could do that.
>Other

>>4088478
>Ha ha, very funny.

>>4088478
>>Ha ha, very funny.

>>4088478
>Ha ha, very funny.

>>4088478
>Ha ha, very funny.

>>4088478
>>Ha ha, very funny.

Just hope that she doesn't find some of the fan art that was sent to us. Otherwise, she may paint a few pinups/designs on our plane.

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>>4088478
"Ha ha, very funny." You roll your eyes. "As if I can do something like that."

"Well, I was planning to drop the boneyard at the 444th Airbase. I don't really like the place, but it's got a little bit of everything there."

"Wait a minute, isn't that the Osean military prison place?" You frown.

"Yep." Mead nods. "I"m pretty familiar with it, unfortunately."

"Let me guess, you were an inmate?"

"How'd you know?"

"Just a feeling." You shrug. "So you got sprung out?"

"Pardoned, technically. Managed to not die long enough." Mead sighs. "But yeah, I've got history with the place. I'd rather just avoid it, but I can't pass up the chance I might find something."

>Good luck, then.
>You don't have to go if you don't want to.
>Mind if I tag along, then?
>Other

>>4088509
>Mind if I tag along, then?

>>4088509
>>Mind if I tag along, then?

Time to see what sort of hidden treasures there are.

>>4088509
>Mind if I tag along, then?

Hey that's where our future Men At Arms are at right?

Also the thought of stealing some high tech from right under Osean noses is too good to pass up.

>>4088509
>>Mind if I tag along, then?

>>4088509
>Mind if I tag along, then?

>>4088512
If that's the case, we should wear our jacket and suit to show them the real Red Tail in the flesh.

>>4088517
I agree. Bring the Jacket. We can only hope dick pics won't be thrown from the windows

>>4088519
That, or incredibly sexualized pics of us.

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>>4088509
"Mind if I tag along, then?" You grin.

"You know what, I don't." Mead nods. "Would make me a lot more comfortable knowing I got someone watching my back. The guys I was put in with were pretty harmless, but who knows who've they got locked up there now."

"Yeah, well, that's what I do, you know?" You grin.

"Though uh, no offense. Now that I think of it, maybe just the two of us isn't quite enough." Mead pauses. "Maybe we should bring someone else?"

>Karla
>Bandit
>Sofia
>Angela and Alanna
>Just us two.
>Other

>>4088548
>Just us two.

They do have guards at this jail....right?

>>4088548
>Karla

>>4088548
>>Just us two.

>>4088548
>>Sofia

>>4088548
>Just us two.

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>>4088548
"I think the two of us can handle things just fine!" You say confidently. "Not the first time I had to beat up dumbasses who tried to mess with me!"

"I do not doubt that at all." Mead chuckles. "Anyways, I can grab a transport plane to shuttle us over there, unless you've got anything else to take care of?"

>Check on Bandit
>Check on Karla
>We're good to go.
>Other

>>4088565
>Check on Bandit

We should probably at least tell him where we are going in case he needs to find us.

>>4088565
>>Check on Karla

>>4088565
>>Check on Bandit

>>4088565
>>Check on Bandit

>>4088565
>Check on Bandit

>>4088565
>>Check on Karla

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>>4088565
"Give me a sec. I better go tell Bandit where I'm going." You tell Mead.

"Sure thing. I'll be waiting out on the strip, then." Mead says as she starts packing up her tool bag.

You dash out of the hangar and start jogging towards the admin building. If Bandit was going to be anywhere, it would be there.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>4088589

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>4088589

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>4088589

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>>4088589
You manage to catch Bandit exiting the admin building, his arms full of folders and paperwork. Looks like he was taking the chance to catch up on all of the red tape required to keep a squadron running.

"Looks like you're pretty busy now." You chuckle.

"I'm always busy with something." Bandit remarks. "Though I see you apparently have plenty of free time."

"Well, not exactly." You grin. "I was just dropping by to tell you I'm heading out with Mead to do a spare parts run! Should be back by the end of the day!"

"As long as you don't cause any large scale incidents, I'm sure it'll be fine." Bandit says coolly.

>You sure you can handle all that paperwork on your own?
>Well I better get going!
>Other

>>4088606
>>Well I better get going!
Make sure to grab our cool bomber jacket, might get to meet our gang! Oh oh oh, we should totally take them along on this black ops raid!

>>4088606
>Well I better get going!

>>4088606
>>Well I better get going!

>>4088606
>>Well I better get going!

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>>4088606
"Well, I better get going!" You give Bandit a wave and dash off before he could find an excuse to palm some of it off on you.

As you head back to the hangar, you wonder if you should swing by your quarters and pick up the leather jacket the convicts had gifted to you. The one with the red wings embroidered onto them. Would be nice to show them you appreciated their efforts. Then again, it would be sure to draw a LOT of attention...

>Bring the jacket.
>Leave the jacket.
>Other

>>4088618
>>Bring the jacket.

>>4088618
>>Bring the jacket.

>>4088618
>Bring the jacket.

>>4088618
>Bring the jacket.

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>>4088618
You quickly grab your jacket from your quarters and start making your way back to the hangar. You wonder if you should just ride the transport with Mead or fly to the 444th base yourself. Sure, your Su-47 was still being repaired, but you could always grab a loaner plane and take it on over. Hell, some light air escort might be useful.

>Ride with Mead.
>Grab a loaner fighter.
>Other

>>4088618
>>Bring the jacket.

>>4088630
>>Ride with Mead.

>>4088630
>>Grab a loaner fighter.
better to be prepared

>>4088630
>Ride with Mead.

>>4088630
>>Ride with Mead.

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>>4088630
You decided that it would be better to ride with Mead. You quickly meet up with her in front of the hangar, where she subsequently leads you to a waiting C-130. Since it was also delivering supplies to the base, the interior was a bit cramped, but you and Mead were able to squeeze into a little nook near the front of the plane.

It didn't take long for the transport to take off and embark on the trip north. Though you couldn't see outside, you liked to think that Vicky and Misono were out there providing cover.

Meanwhile, Mead seemed to be lounging in her seat, casually reading a magazine.

>Ask her if there's any interesting news.
>Ask her how she ended up in prison.
>Leave her be.
>Other

>>4088646
>Ask her if there's any interesting news.

>>4088646
>>Ask her if there's any interesting news.

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>>4088646
"So, is there anything interesting going on?" You ask Mead curiously.

"Same crap, different day." Mead shrugs. "But at least it looks like the IUN is making headway in bringing law and order back to Usea, especially with the satellite network coming back online."

"I see." You nod, unable to think of anything else to say.

"So once this is all over, what are you gonna do?" Mead asks her own question.

"Go back to Belka, I guess." You shrug. "They're still gonna need an air force. Gotta deter that Osean aggression, after all."

"Yeah, I can't say I blame you there." Mead chuckles. "Gonna get a knight title, too?"

"That's the plan."

"Must be nice to have everything all planned out." Mead smiles as she leans back in her seat.

"Well, what are you going to do after the IUN?" You ask.

However, the sound of light snoring let you know that Mead had already drifted off to sleep. Guess you'd have to wait for the answer at some later time...

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

>>4088673
See you tomorrow, boss!

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>>4088673
The flight over to the 444th Base doesn't take too long. The cargo plane touches down at the airfield, situated at an island just off the coast. The shock of the landing shakes Mead awake, and she yawns as she stretches.

"Finally here, huh?" She sighs as she gets up.

As the cargo ramp lowers, you see a small group of uniformed and armed men. The prison guards, no doubt. They give you and Mead suspicious looks.

"Stand down, boys, we've got permission to be here." Mead sighs as she pulls out a letter and presents it to the lead guard. "We're just gonna look through the boneyard for a bit and we'll be on our way."

"Everything looks in order." The lead guard grunts. "Just to warn you, we do have prison work details operating in the boneyard right now. They're all low threat prisoners, but we still suggest bringing an escort."

You see Mead bite her lip. Looks like she wasn't keen on sticking around near these guys.

>Some extra guards wouldn't hurt.
>It should be fine with the two of you.
>Other

>>4090077
>It should be fine with the two of you.

>>4090077
>It should be fine with the two of you.

We can bust some heads if they get too unruly.

>>4090077
>It should be fine with the two of you.

>>4090077
>>It should be fine with the two of you.

They probably aren't wrong, but i have a feeling they would stifle any beneficial shenanigans. Worth the risk

>>4090077
>>It should be fine with the two of you.

>>4090077
>Some extra guards wouldn't hurt.

>>4090077
>>Some extra guards wouldn't hurt.

>>4090077
>>It should be fine with the two of you.
lol. no. get fucked cops.

>>4090077
>>It should be fine with the two of you.

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>>4090077
"Nah, I think the two of us should be fine." You interject. "Like you said, these were low threat prisoners, right?"

The guards pause and look at each other, and the lead guard just shrugs.

"Fine by me. You know where to find us if you change your minds."

The guards then disperse to oversee the unloading of the plane, and Mead quickly stomps towards the bridge connecting the island airbase with the mainland.

"Thanks, Milly. I kinda hesitated there." Mead sighs.

"Bad memories?" You wonder.

"Something like that." Mead grunts, wincing in the desert sunlight shining in her face. "Shit, this place still stinks."

>Ask her more about it.
>Better leave it alone.
>Other

>>4090149
>Better leave it alone.

>>4090149
>>Ask her more about it.

>>4090149
>Better leave it alone.

>>4090149
>Ask her more about it.

>>4090149
>Ask her more about it.

>>4090149
>Better leave it alone.

>>4090149
>>Better leave it alone.

>>4090149
>Better leave it alone.

>>4090149
>>Ask her more about it.

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>>4090149
You decide some memories were better left alone, and you don't raise the subject.

Finally, the two of you cross the bridge onto the mainland, and find yourself right in the middle of the boneyard. Fighters and planes of all types and sizes were littered here in varying states of decay and disrepair. Seeing the sheer size of this boneyard and the diversity of planes was a stark reminder to the scale of Osea's air force. That they had this many planes that they could just casually throw away in the desert both disgusted and terrified you to some extent.

"And this is a tiny one in comparison." Mead says, apparently reading the expression on your face. "The ones in Osea proper are WAY larger."

Damn.

"Anyways, we used this boneyard to keep Spare Squadron's planes maintained. You could always find a little bit of everything here." Mead continues as she brushes away a cloud of windswept dust. "Looks like a lot of new additions, too. Probably Osean planes that got written off and Erusean salvage."

"This is... a lot of ground to cover." You frown.

"That it is." Mead nods. "It'll probably be well after dark before we get through all of it."

>Maybe you should split up?
>Better stick together.
>Other

>>4090218
>Better stick together.

>>4090218
>>Better stick together.

What are the odds we run into planes that Milly blew up back when the convicts did a little uprising? The time we rolled stupidly well for and won their hearts.

>>4090218
>Maybe you should split up?

We can cover more ground i suppose.

>>4090218
>>Better stick together.

>>4090218
>Better stick together.

Who knows if someone would dare try to jump us?

>>4090225
I bet some of our fans would try to smuggle pieces of the planes we wrecked as souvenirs.

>>4090218
>Better stick together.

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>>4090218
"Well, that's why we should stick together, huh?" You grin. "So uh, where do we start?"

"Well, ideally, I'd like to start from the prison and work our way outwards." Mead nods to the large prison facility to the side, set well behind several layers of barbed wire fences. "Only problem is like they said, they got prison work details running around out here. The guards don't take them too far from the prison. Or we could just start from the other end and work our way back here. It'll eat up some more time but they don't have crews working at night."

>Start at the prison. A few convicts doesn't scare you!
>Maybe start at the far end of the yard.
>Other

>>4090276
>Start at the prison. A few convicts doesn't scare you!

If it's right next to the literal jail i don't think anyone would be dumb enough to act out

>>4090276
>>Start at the prison. A few convicts doesn't scare you!

>>4090276
>>Start at the prison. A few convicts doesn't scare you!

>>4090276
>>Maybe start at the far end of the yard.

>>4090276
>Maybe start at the far end of the yard.

>>4090276
>>Start at the prison. A few convicts doesn't scare you!

>>4090276
>Maybe start at the far end of the yard.

>>4090276
>Start at the prison. A few convicts doesn't scare you!

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>>4090276
"Eh, why should we be scared of a couple of convicts?" You grin. "We can start right here!"

"Heh, sure thing." Mead nods.

And so the two of you begin picking through the wrecked planes under the baking sun.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>4090364
Here goes nothing.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>4090364

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4090364

>>4090378
Well shit, did Milly's fanclub decide to help us out?

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>4090364

>>4090378
Bless you. A working Erusean laser?

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>>4090378
As you search through the wreckage, none of the nearby work crews look to be in any mood to bother the two of you besides a few whistles and catcalls. You suppose women were a pretty uncommon sight in this base, and for good reason.

Thankfully, the guards were in no mood letting the prisoners get rowdy, and keep a close eye on them.

Meanwhile, as you're searching through the wreckage, something catches your eyes. It looks to be an intact...

>Engine
>Weapon

>>4090395
>Weapon

>inb4 an Estovakian railgun somehow found its way here

>>4090395
>Weapon
If we're getting a nat-20 part I want it to be the weapon.

>>4090395
>Engine

We need an engine for the Wyvern to run

>>4090395
>>Engine

>>4090395
>>Weapon

Nothing like packing a big gun under us.

>>4090395
>>Weapon

>>4090418
Lewd

>>4090395
>Weapon

>>4090395
>Engine

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>>4090395
...weapon! It was slung under a wrecked Osean F-18. You squint at it a little more but can't quite identify it beyond its basic role.

"Mead! MEEEEAAAAD!" You yell. "I think I found something!"

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Mead hustles over and slides to a stop, kicking up a cloud of dust a she does so. "What did you find?"

"This." You point at the weapon.

"Holy crap." Mead whistles. "I can't believe you found a-"

>Railgun
>Tactical Laser System

>>4090458
>Railgun
Milly likes guns and that has the word gun in it.

>>4090458
>>Railgun

>>4090458
>>Railgun

>>4090458
>Railgun

I feel that we need something to pierce heavily armored targets.

>>4090458
>>Railgun

>>4090458
>>Railgun

>>4090458
>Railgun

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>>4090458
>>Railgun

>>4090458
How are we gonna carry it tho. I don't think we brought any equipment

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>>4090458
"-working railgun! What a lucky find!" Mead laughs. "You sure got one lucky star hanging over you!"

"So, we can salvage it?" You ask.

"Yeah, it looks intact enough. Guess they passed it over in a hurry." Mead nods and plants a small orange flag. "I'll let the guys know to bring a forklift over to pick it up."

Mead then stands up and takes a quick glance at the sky.

"Hm, sun's starting to get pretty low. We already found a working railgun here. Not sure how much we want to push our look digging through here in the dark."

>Yeah, this seems like a good haul.
>That just means there's gotta be more cool loot here, right?
>Other

>>4090538
>That just means there's gotta be more cool loot here, right?

>>4090538
>That just means there's gotta be more cool loot here, right?

On a side note love the Bronco

>>4090538
>>That just means there's gotta be more cool loot here, right?

Just this once.

>>4090538
>>That just means there's gotta be more cool loot here, right?

>>4090538
>>Yeah, this seems like a good haul.

>>4090538
>>That just means there's gotta be more cool loot here, right?

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>>4090538
"That just means there's gotta be more cool loot here, right?" You say confidently.

"Well, if you put it that way..." Mead sighs and grins. "All right, we'll give it one more shot."

And so the two of you head off deeper into the boneyard as the sun sinks lower and lower into the sky.

However, as the two of you dig through the various airplane carcasses, you note it's gotten rather... quiet. You suppose with it getting late, the prisoner work crews were being sent back and flights were starting to thin out. It also made you notice that Mead hadn't been talking all that much this whole time, either.

>Ask her what got her into flying.
>Ask how she became a mechanic.
>Ask what she plans to do in the future.
>Other

>>4090593
>>Ask her what got her into flying.

>>4090593
>>Ask her what got her into flying.

Might as well share our reasons as well.

>>4090593
>Ask her what got her into flying.

>>4090593
>Ask what she plans to do in the future.

>>4090593
>Ask what she plans to do in the future.

>>4090593
>>Ask her what got her into flying.

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>>4090593
"So uh, Mead." You speak up to break the silence. "What exactly got you into flying?"

"Huh? Oh, well..." Mead grunts as she pushes a piece of wrecked metal away. "I guess it's something I picked up from my gramps. He used to a pilot before becoming a mechanic. Pretty much taught me everything about flying and fixing a plane."

"And your dad?" You wonder.

Mead falls silent. That's all you need to know.

>Change the subject.
>I know how it is. I lost my father, too.
>We should keep moving.
>Other

>>4090628
I bet Mead doesn't talk with her grandpas force ghost like Milly does tho

>>4090628
>>Change the subject.
A story all too common

>>4090628
>We should keep moving.

>>4090628
>>Change the subject.

>>4090628
>We should keep moving.

>>4090628
>Change the subject.

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>>4090628
"Ah well, grandpas, you know?" You quickly change the subject. "Mine was kinda a hardass, honestly. But he taught me how to survive in a world trying to pull you down, so I at least have that much to thank him for."

"Huh, sounds like you didn't like him all that much." Mead frowns.

>The Belkan War really hit him hard.
>Nah, that was just how he always was.
>Well, you wouldn't be completely wrong.
>Other

>>4090651
>>The Belkan War really hit him hard.

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>>4090651
>>Nah, that was just how he always was.

Grandpa was fucking based
Also yeh the war literally killed his entire family so rainbows and sunshine not expected

>>4090651

>>The Belkan War really hit him hard.

>>4090651
>>The Belkan War really hit him hard.

>>4090651
>The Belkan War really hit him hard.

Can we even remember what he was like before the war?

>>4090651
>>The Belkan War really hit him hard.

>>4090669
Iirc Milly was literally like 5 or some shit when the Allies firebombed our city for lulz so probably not

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>>4090651
"Hmmm, well, I don't really remember much from that far back, but from what everyone says, he wasn't always like that." You sigh. "But the Belkan War really hit him hard. I mean, what else can you expect when you see your whole family literally go up in flames?"

"Guess that makes sense." Mead nods. "He didn't like, hit you or anything, right?"

"Of course not!" You say indignantly. "He may have been a hardass, but he wasn't a monster!"

"Right. Got it." Mead grins.

And the two of you return to your work.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>4090698
Grandpa bless our dice

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4090698

>>4090699
>>4090700
BLESSED!

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>4090698

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>>4090700
Absolutely blessed

Engine time

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>>4090700
>dubs
>20

>>4090711
>dubs again

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>>4090698
Even as the sun goes down, as you dig through the many plane wrecks, you suddenly trip and slide down the back of a tilted F-14.

"Oh shit shit shit!" You yelp as you crash into a pile of scrap metal.

"Milly! Are you okay?!" Mead comes running.

"Yeah, something broke my fall." You grunt as you try to get back on your feet.

"Holy crap! Not just something!" Mead gasps as she practically shoves you off the scrap pile. "Wyvern engines! How the hell did they end up here?!"

"Good question." You groan.

"Goddamn, this was a real good haul!" Mead laughs as she plants another orange flag. "All right, we pretty much got everything we needed, and before it even got dark! How about we call it a night?"

>Sounds like a plan.
>Can we go for one more?
>Other

>>4090723
>>Sounds like a plan.

>>4090723
>>Sounds like a plan.

>>4090723
>Sounds like a plan.

I'm genuinely curious what genius dumped all this good shit here

>>4090723
>Sounds like a plan

>>4090723
>>Sounds like a plan.

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>>4090723
"Heh, sounds like a plan." You grin.

As the two of you turn back towards the airbase, your gaze lingers on the prison for a brief moment. Yeah, sure they were all criminals and perverted weirdos but, well, they were still your fans. It wouldn't hurt to visit them at least once, right?

>Head back to the airfield with Mead
>Visit the prison.
>Other

>>4090741
>Visit the prison.

>>4090741
>>Visit the prison.

Time for them to meet their leader.

>>4090741
>>Visit the prison.
Time for Milly’s first fan meet

>>4090741
>Visit the prison.

We must inspect our future army

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>>4090741
>Visit the prison.

Time to ruin some people's expectations that Milly isn't secretly a sexy titty monster.

>>4090741
>>Visit the prison.

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>>4090741
"Hey Mead, you go on ahead. I'm gonna go pay my fans a little visit!" You grin.

"What do you mean-" Mead glances at the prison and then groans. "Are you serious?"

"Hey, I kinda owe them at least this much, you know?" You nod.

"Well, your funeral. I ain't going back." Mead shakes her head. "I'll see you back at the base assuming you don't get shanked."

"I'll be the one doing the shanking!" You boast.

Unfortunately, you quickly found out that the guards weren't too keen on letting you anywhere near the prisoners, since there were fears your presence would cause a riot. Apparently hero worship of you had REALLY caught on in the prison, but also pissed a lot of other prisoners off, and there was a tense standoff between your fans and your apparent haters. You showing up had the potential to cause a riot.

However, the warden did feel he owed you a favor for retaking the base, so he was willing to take the risk of you addressing the prisoners, though there was the question of how to do it.

>Safest option. Through the prison PA system.
>Safe option. Meet a select few prisoners in the visitor area.
>Bold option. Meet them face to face in the prison yard.
>Other

>>4090758
>>Bold option. Meet them face to face in the prison yard.

>>4090758
>>Bold option. Meet them face to face in the prison yard.

>>4090758
>Bold option. Meet them face to face in the prison yard.

I can tell this is going to be a shitshow but i really cannot help myself. Anyone else know that feel? Those nat 20s have me cocky af

>>4090758
>Safe option. Meet a select few prisoners in the visitor area.

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>>4090758
You had told the warden that you wanted to meet the fans personally in the prison yard. The warden of course was not really enthused about the idea, but reluctantly agreed. They had a stage hastily set up in the yard, and made sure to surround it with guards as a precaution. With you at the center, your fans were allowed to come out to meet you face to face, or at least get a good look at you.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>4090774
Nat 20 guys let's go

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>4090774
We better get a bonus from wearing the jacket.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4090774

>>4090776
Oh God why now

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>>4090778
>>4090776

>>4090775
>>4090776
>>4090778
So we end up with 4?

>>4090781
We end up with the greatest prison riot ever.

>>4090781
....at least we don't get shot?

>>4090778
WTF is with all these 20s ever since Red came to prison?! Does she have that much fans in it? Is the prison her zone? Does she belong in prison?!

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>>4090774
"Holy crap! It's the Red Angel herself!" You hear the prisoners murmuring as they gather.

"Really? She looks kinda small."

"And flat."

"Hey, I'm the real thing here!" You insist. "Jeez, don't you guys have TVs here or anything?!"

"Well, now that she says that...."

"Oh yeah, and I get that it's your form of endearment, but try not to go overboard with the dick pics!" You tut. "My friends help me read the mail and they're waaaaaay more pure than any of us here!"

That elicits some laughter from the crowd.

"Can we get autographs?" One of the prisoners asks.

"Nobody near her!" One of the guards grunts as he roughly shoves the inmate away.

"Hey! So the Red Bitch really is here, huh? She don't look so tough!"

Suddenly, a new blob of prisoners moves into the yard, led by a stereotypically large, muscled inmate with tattoos up the wazoo.

"She don't look so tough! More like a pansy ass!" He boasts.

"Don't you talk about her like that!" Another inmate yells. "She's got more balls than you do!"

"Really?"

Now the atmosphere was starting to change as both armies of inmates started glaring at each other. Crap, there really might be a riot at this rate!

Already, you could see the guards listening to instructions on their radios. You already knew the contingency plan was to prioritize getting you to safety and letting the prisoners wail on each other until they ran out of steam.

Unfortunately, there was only one way to defuse this situation, and it wouldn't be pretty.

>Time to get your hands dirty.
>Looks like it's time to bug out.
>Other

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>>4090787
>>Time to get your hands dirty.
PRISON RIOT!!!

>>4090787
>>Time to get your hands dirty.
We don't back down from prisoners. Especially not dog Osean prisoners!

>>4090787
>>Time to get your hands dirty.

We can't back down in front of our men. That tattooed fag has thrown a gauntlet.

>>4090786
Our biological reaction to being surrounded by O*eans

>>4090787
>Time to get your hands dirty.
What are the chances all the pro-Milly prisoners are South Belkan?

>>4090787
>Time to get your hands dirty.

>>4090787
>>Time to get your hands dirty.

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>>4090787
Ugh, well, it looks like it was time to get your hands dirty...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>4090809
NAT
20
GALAHAAAAAAAAAAD

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>4090809

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>4090809

>>4090810
cease this

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>>4090810
>>4090811
>>4090812
Damnit, Milly’s let her fans down and is going to look like a big nerd now.

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Rolled 8, 4, 9 = 21 (3d10)

>>4090809
...

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>>4090809
"Hey! What did you say?" You grunt as you march towards the offending inmate.

However, the guards were much quicker than you were. They immediately grab you and evacuate towards the yard exit, dropping tear gas to forcibly disperse the inmates as they dragged you. Needless to day, the whole thing devolved into a real shitshow.

And that was how your very first fan meeting turned out!

Best not to tell Bandit about this little escapade...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is on Friday, so don't miss it!

>>4090821
Well on the bright side at least we didn't get beat up.

>>4090821
Damn Oseans once again seperating Milly from her people.
Thanks for running Merc!

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>roll 2 20s in a row
>roll 2 1s in the next
Like pottery

>>4090821
heh. Goddess of planes, but can't handle people.

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>>4090822>>4090821


As Milly would probably have said, "I could've totally taken them all on!"

>>4090824
>>4090860
>>4090822
I was thinking that there could have been a divide between Milly's fanclub, and a niche group that believes that Vicky should get more time in the limelight.

so they wyvren is ready now?

>>4092593
I'd say wait until after our next big mission. We still need to install the parts and do the paintjob.

>>4092649
We should definitely get Swallow installed in the wyvern too, or at least get the nessecary computer equipment put in so we can move it between planes easily. An emergency backup drive it can move itself to in case of ejection might not be a bad idea either.

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>>4090821
After the little prison yard incident, the entire prison facility was locked down to contain the riot. While neither you nor Mead were blamed or punished, the prison warden made it rather clear that for everybody's safety, it would best that you load up your salvaged parts and leave by the next morning.

So there was a long, sleepless night as you and Mead directed work crews to pull the out the EML and Wyvern engines that you had found and ship them back to the transport. It was already the crack of dawn by the time the transport took off. By the time it did, you and Mead were too tired to do much else and just immediately passed out.

You're only roused awake by the jolt of the transport landing on tarmac, and you groan as you get up and stretch. What a long night!

The cargo ramp then begins to lower and the first person you see is...

>Karla
>Bandit
>Sofia
>Other

>>4100248
>>Sofia

>>4100248
>Sofia

>>4100248
>Bandit

I wonder if he knows about the riot

>>4100248
>Sofia

>>4100261
Wouldn't be surprised if he has connections.

>>4100248
>Bandit

>>4100248
>>Bandit

>>4100248
>Bandit

>>4100248
>>Sofia