[url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeXOIITpDuw]The minutes that followed[/url] the arrival of Mask Squadron seemed like the closest Anemi Team would ever get to fighting demons. Their maneuverability was incredible, they were invisible to the radar, their missiles gave no warning and their outlandish looking aircraft struck uncertainty into the hearts of the pilots, who had given up fighting and were now only trying to survive. The Phantom II of the group was attempting to do much the same thing, though its lack of maneuverability made it an easy target for the highly advanced fighters. As the Captain struggled to bring the fighter through various loops, rolls and other evasions, the fighters easily caught up to him. One passed directly by the cockpit, giving a good look at the form of the body. Suddenly, the WSO exclaimed.

"Captain, I think I know that fighter! I can't remember the name, but I know the specifications really well." She said, before the Captain responded.

"Mind sharing? I'll listen to anything you say, so long as it saves us from being blown to bits." First Lieutenant Ansel cleared her throat before explaining.

"The plane is a Neucom design, brand new. It uses a new cockpit system called COFFIN, which I don't know much about, but it's kind of like an armored cockpit, where a three-sixty degree view is given by these CCTV cameras. That's not very important to us, but it does give it that alien look. It's supermaneuverable, has 3D thrust-vectoring and those forward-swept wings, as you can see. It's armed with a thirty-millimeter cannon and state of the art missiles that use electro-optical guidance, meaning it doesn't give any warning. However..." The girl paused, as if for dramatic effect.

"Spit it out!" Charles, increasingly urgent as the missile shots got closer and closer to the cockpit yelped. She smiled before continuing.

"...Clouds can get in the way of the optical tracking." She relaxed in her seat, seemingly happy with her announcement.

"So from what I can understand, if we go into the clouds, we'll be safe from their missiles?"

"Exactly. They can still shoot us, of course." Nodding, the Captain immediately pulled the aircraft into a climb, engaging afterburners.

"Alright, everyone, get into the clouds!" Charles ordered the rest of the team to head into the clouds to escape the missiles. The engines of the Phantom began to roar as the large fighter began to approach the clouds. A missile was fired at the climbing aircraft, but it was burned up in the hot exhaust of the after-burning engines. Ears were popped as the altitude of the plane rapidly mounted and Charles grunted at the somewhat painful feeling, taking a deep breath from his mask. Finally, the plane entered into one of the larger, but thin, wispy clouds. [i]It'll have to do...[/i] Kreulich thought to himself as he began maneuvering the aircraft around inside the clouds. "First Lieutenant, got any indication on when the reinforcements will be here?"

"ETA, about two minutes." She replied, before being interrupted by an enemy transmission.

[b]Mask Squadron[/b]
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