As the missile connected with the enemy, Kerry exhaled, holding his breath was a bad choice while midair, he knew that, but he had bad habits.

 After the pilot was sent to whatever hell he believed in, Roland's voice was heard through the static of his plane's radio, after a few quick spins of the dial, he was able to get on the right frequency, however, in doing so, his maneuver became less erratic, allowing the enemy to get in a few shots. 

[color=0054a6]"Dammit!"[/color] Kerry was more mad at the thought of doing extra work to repair the holes in the hull than the actual damage. Quickly returning to a climb, Kerry noticed two of the fighters were attempting to follow him. Angrily, he pushed the controls downwards, diving behind the bomber, then back upwards, hopefully, if the fighters were following too closely, they'd be heading towards the ground just as he took off again.

Turning back on the comms, Kerry spoke, not yelling, but his voice still loud enough to be heard over the detonation of the less fortunate fighter pilot. [color=0054a6]"Roland! I'll draw away the fighters, take care of the bombers then come provide backup!"[/color] 

Kerry was in a bad position, two fighters on his ass, and Roland alone to face another two, and a bomber. He hadn't heard Nishizawa due to the rush of adrenaline and the racket his missile made, though he hoped that the other pilots had taken to the air, on a side note, Kerry really needed to stop hoping.