[indent][h3][color=teal]Jamie Teale[/color][/h3][/indent]
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	Satisfyingly, a sharp crack of an explosion rippled through the crisp morning air as her missile made impact. Jamie hissed out a 'yes' of victory. The pilot on the inside parachuted out. Even if she had the time too, shredding them to pieces with machinegun fire would be cruel, inhumane, and accomplish nothing. Still, there was something particularly pompous about attacking an airbase unannounced, blowing up people who had done nothing to them, and then gently floating down to the ground because they were owed an existance on this planet. Well, whatever. That's the first prisoner of war. One down, a billion to go. Either way, the jet itself, the important part, being a flaming wreck that would crash into the ground somewhere out of view.

[img]https://i.imgur.com/yRlFqsC.png[/img] [color=teal]Teale:[/color] "Got the bastard. Let's sweep up the rest. Over." 

	Her instruments and her eyes caught side of Killjoy-1, still on her tail. Felix was honing in to take Killjoy off of her, but there simply was no time for Felix to fire before Killjoy-1 got another round of missiles off. Fortunately, these missiles were no less shoddily fired than the last ones. Maybe a little better. A few more tries, and he might even come close! Feeling her heart sink into her gut, Jamie shot downwards and the missiles targeting systems couldn't keep up, and they began their collision course with a nearby empty field. Sorry, gophers.

[hider=Jamie rolled an 18 to avoid Killjoy-1's second round of missiles.]
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	Gravestone came through the comms reporting some kind of strange light phenomenon. To be honest, he didn't sound sure about it so Teale didn't really care. If it became an issue, they would deal with it. Until then she wouldn't waste energy looking at sunspots. Angel-5 was taking fire, but Felix requested help from Lancer. Lancer could probably take out the guy on Felix's tail, and Felix could probably take out the guy on Teale's tail. So, Jamie was left with only one objective. Continue focusing the objective. Blast the bomber out of the sky. Currently, it was being escorted, but their escorts didn't exactly do a great job of protecting the other bombers. Sure, they were a bit more focused now. It was only a matter of time before all of them could finally focus on the bomber and it's escorts. Until then, Jamie would try to shoot it out of the sky now and send the rest of them packing.

	[img]https://i.imgur.com/yRlFqsC.png[/img] [color=teal]Teale:[/color] "Goin' for the last bomber. Thanks for watchin' my six. Over." 


[hider=Jamies rolls an 18 against her final attack against the bomber.]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/16735
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	It was missiles away. After temporarily avoiding Killjoy 1, Jamie redirected her plane towards the oncoming bomber. Her eyes flicked from one remaining escort to the other. It was like there were two rays of death infront of them at all times, two spotlights Jamie had to weave between to get the final bomber. Otherwise, her shot would go wide. Leaning forward, clenching her jaw, Jamie got as close as she could and let loose a barrage of missiles against the final bomber, hoping to blow it out of the sky early.