The gun run wasn't perfect but it was better than what Kensington had predicted as the hell from their missiles did the job with two critical hits under their name. "Fantastic fantastic!" The senior airman cheered, but that high spirit was lived short, the warning blares and beeps sounding the cockpit to signal danger and death coming their way. Fortunately, Ken's training kicked in, turning him into the pilot the LDF designed him to be as he responded with unleashing a flurry of flares and chaffs that lit up the already bright sky in order to disorient the missiles closing in on them while he gave a rough push forward on the joystick and forced the helicopter to drop from the sky, the altitude meter descending rapidly until they were weaving through the tallest buildings in order to stay concealed. 

"Y-you got it sir?" Dane inquired in a stammering voice, obviously shaken from their near death experience, but the warning sounds have stopped and the helicopter was now building up significant distance between them and the hostile GEAR. 

"Yeah." Was all the wolf could add and soon their began climbing back up into the sky, reaching the 400 meter mark on the altitude meter right as Silver's orders came in. Once the communication was open for him to speak he held his microphone with a little pinch and gave his transmission. "Skyhawk to Silver, sir we can engage and stall that unidentified air if you want us to. Uhm I got a couple reserve missiles and all rockets accounted for that can do the job. IF not we'll hang back where we are now then quickly move forward for the killshots when you guys hold you your end of the plan."