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Felix was somewhat eyeing the maneuvers that Zarkev just pulled. He seen the rocket hit, he seen his 20mm rounds connect. He thought he'd won, and that Zarkev's plan was scrapped. His eyes widen as he finds Zarkev's jet fly towards him. He pulls his Tomcat to lower and spiral, avoiding Zarkev's bursts of hell with ease. The Ace Pilot however didn't expect the cocksucker, pussy Vlakian to literally make his plane a giant ass missile. Felix goes to pull up and spin left, but his entire left wing gets clipped. This is when shit gets real. Sirens inside his cockpit are flashing red, he's flipping switches and trying to ease the spinning aircraft. He found no ease, he had to keep calm and time his ejection right.

Felix eventually pulls his ejections, being able to have himself ejected in his seat and then moments later the parachute pops out. He sighs slowly, he watches Scott fly by as he missed Scott's attempt but could figure what he was doing. He gives a thumbs up towards Scott as he moves his hand up to his radio, speaking in to it.

[img]https://i.imgur.com/GZrGCLH.png?2[/img] [color=00FF00]Felix Carter[/color] says,"Gravestone, this is Angel-2. Tomcat got clipped, left wing taken off. I ejected...Tomcat soared down in to the mountains. How copy, over?"