I sincerely apologize for my inactivity. School (and real life in general) takes more of my free time than I've expected. Well, I guess this is what I get for getting in one of the region's toughest ones.
I think it would be the best for both me and the RP if I leave. Sorry it had to be this way! I'll be the happiest if I can rejoin sometimes later.
Swift signing out.
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One thing before I make the post. What is it exactly that we're taking photos about? Apologies if it was stated before!
After everyone took off - or, to say it more precisely, got thrown off -, the squadron started flying through the Mediterranean sea. They were set to refuel on a tanker there, before eventually moving into hostile territory. Thankfully, no enemy forces were present during their travel, everything looked quiet, only the trading ships were buzzing below them. The weather was great too, you could see for several miles. It was ideal for their mission and Matt felt relieved that at least he doesn't have to worry about that.
Before reaching the tankers, Excalibur Five, his recon partner by the name of Farid, asked him about their task.
"I'd say we need to spread out a little bit. We'll cover more ground that way and we'll be able to take pictures from multiple angles. Stay sharp and I'm sure we'll do just fine." Matt replied, giving a basic plan and some encouragement. After all, they're going to be in enemy territory and the two of them are pretty much defenseless while focusing on the targets. It was up to the other three members to keep the enemies away from them.
Matt soon noticed another aircraft before them, guarding the tankers just sailing below it. The Colonel checked in with the pilot and assigned the order of the refuelling. He was the third one, after Two and Three. He waited for the aforementioned members to get connected to the fuel probe, also observing how to do it precisely. Hungary had no seas or oceans, he never really had to do a refuelling from a tanker ship. Britain however had plenty around it and the time spent there gave him good practice on the field. He actually failed at first, but got it right for the second try, which was still an acceptable performance.
After everyone was done, Ariella gave the squad a rundown on what to do and when. The plan was good: him and Farid go in and quickly snap the pictures while the rest of the squad makes some noise and then they bail out immediately.
"Roger that. Those few minutes spent in the heat will be intense." Matt said, already thinking about the moment when all hell breaks loose. He initiated the recon pods for testing purposes, making sure it was functioning correctly. He really did not want to be the liability of failure. No-one did.
Before reaching the tankers, Excalibur Five, his recon partner by the name of Farid, asked him about their task.
"I'd say we need to spread out a little bit. We'll cover more ground that way and we'll be able to take pictures from multiple angles. Stay sharp and I'm sure we'll do just fine." Matt replied, giving a basic plan and some encouragement. After all, they're going to be in enemy territory and the two of them are pretty much defenseless while focusing on the targets. It was up to the other three members to keep the enemies away from them.
Matt soon noticed another aircraft before them, guarding the tankers just sailing below it. The Colonel checked in with the pilot and assigned the order of the refuelling. He was the third one, after Two and Three. He waited for the aforementioned members to get connected to the fuel probe, also observing how to do it precisely. Hungary had no seas or oceans, he never really had to do a refuelling from a tanker ship. Britain however had plenty around it and the time spent there gave him good practice on the field. He actually failed at first, but got it right for the second try, which was still an acceptable performance.
After everyone was done, Ariella gave the squad a rundown on what to do and when. The plan was good: him and Farid go in and quickly snap the pictures while the rest of the squad makes some noise and then they bail out immediately.
"Roger that. Those few minutes spent in the heat will be intense." Matt said, already thinking about the moment when all hell breaks loose. He initiated the recon pods for testing purposes, making sure it was functioning correctly. He really did not want to be the liability of failure. No-one did.
Will be away for the weekend - two-day class trip. =)
The girl pulled the car over to the gas station's remains. She hesitated a bit about going in, not wanting to leave her patient alone. Ryan was already taking his rifle into hand once again, ready to go should she decide to stay. However, to the surprise of him, she actually asked him to stay back and watch over the injured and she will be the one to check it out. Ryan, despite slighty disappointed, didn't want to start an argument in the current situation, so he just nodded one and let her get on the way. He made sure to keep an eye on her anyways, should the - surely alarmed - creatures attack again. However, as he promised, most of his attention went towards the guy next to him. He looked pale from the blood loss. He needed to make sure he stayed conscious.
"Are you all right?" he broke the longstanding silence between them.
"Are you all right?" he broke the longstanding silence between them.
Matt looked on the clock every now and then while browsing the database. Although there was still plenty of time left until the takeoff, he didn't even have his outfit on yet. He knew he cannot spend more time than he absolutely must. While he found plenty of image material on the areas, few could've been considered up-to-date, after-Heavenfall pictures. He did find a reasonably recent scout report on some of their possible targets, which gave him a fairly good insight on what he should focus on with the recon pods. Armed with this valuable knowledge, he quit the database, left the tablet on his bunk and walked off to equip his pilot gear. Or as he liked to call it - getting dressed for the occasion.
Once that was done, he immediately headed to the hangar. It was about that time another siren was heard, this time signing the Nimue's exit from supercavitation. Thinking they were already ready to deploy, Matt took on a quicker pace and shortly reached his destination. It looked - and felt - vastly different than when he was last here, the whole area buzzing with all sorts of crewmen, most of them around the aircrafts, which were rearranged and armed with appropriate ordnance for the upcoming recon mission. Matt was pleased to see that his Jaguar was repaired and cleared from the minor injuries it suffered from the previous battle. He climbed into the cockpit, took on his helmet and did the neccessary checks for safety. As the adrenaline levels started to rise in him, he felt ready. His hands on the grip, his eyes on the red light, he was only waiting for the go-sign.
"Let's rock!" he shouted as the Nimue shot him out in the open. "Excalibur Four successfully launched, moving to formation." he announced on the squad radio and took position behind Lioness.
Once that was done, he immediately headed to the hangar. It was about that time another siren was heard, this time signing the Nimue's exit from supercavitation. Thinking they were already ready to deploy, Matt took on a quicker pace and shortly reached his destination. It looked - and felt - vastly different than when he was last here, the whole area buzzing with all sorts of crewmen, most of them around the aircrafts, which were rearranged and armed with appropriate ordnance for the upcoming recon mission. Matt was pleased to see that his Jaguar was repaired and cleared from the minor injuries it suffered from the previous battle. He climbed into the cockpit, took on his helmet and did the neccessary checks for safety. As the adrenaline levels started to rise in him, he felt ready. His hands on the grip, his eyes on the red light, he was only waiting for the go-sign.
"Let's rock!" he shouted as the Nimue shot him out in the open. "Excalibur Four successfully launched, moving to formation." he announced on the squad radio and took position behind Lioness.
Silverwind Blade said
If you're not, then fair enough.
This reminds me of this beauty:
"If you're still alive, grab some ammo! If not, THIS MESSAGE IS IRRELEVANT!"
Lost Cause said
Just want to check this is still open to new characters before I start serious plotting.
Silverwind Blade said
Currently OPEN FOR NEW PLAYERS, as long as they ACTUALLY POST
(Double) posted, finally!
Matt soon learned that their next sortie is a recon mission. He wasn't a fan of these types of assignments, preferring action-packed dogfights and engagements much more. Of course, he knew that reconnaissance was an absolutely vital part of any long-term plan for success, he just liked to get his hands dirty and leave the "preparations" for others. Unfortunately, there weren't many others he could rely on in the squad, as their numbers - as the Colonel pointed out - dwindled greatly after the first mission and the following events. It was up to them, the five remaining pilots to fly deep into enemy territory, gather intel on their most valuable arms and come out unscathed, at least without losing anyone. Despite the harsh odds, Matt didn't let his spirit go down. He learned just how much mentality and a positive state of mind means when he was - undeservedly - kicked out of the HAF. He could've easily given up on his aviator career at that time. He didn't and now he's amongst the five people whom half the world counts on. There was much on the line for Excalibur and the UN, he needed to give his best at all times. No matter the situation.
After hyping himself up like that, he paid careful attention to the rest of the briefing. Given the Jaguar's versatility, it was assigned as one of the two toting the recon pods and thus even more depended on Matt's ability to fly undetected and take quality pictures for the Navy to use in upcoming strikes. Ariella made it clear that they should not engage offensively, as they will get overwhelmed very soon. AAA and SAM installations were also prone to make their life more difficult. He seeked thrill, excitement and danger - all these hazards should by all means give it to him.
I'll look up some maps and previous intel from our areas of interest...Good luck everyone. he said after the briefing. They've got 90 minutes until debrief and eventually takeoff, he needed to spend the time wisely. He took his tablet into hand once again and started digging into the topic.
After hyping himself up like that, he paid careful attention to the rest of the briefing. Given the Jaguar's versatility, it was assigned as one of the two toting the recon pods and thus even more depended on Matt's ability to fly undetected and take quality pictures for the Navy to use in upcoming strikes. Ariella made it clear that they should not engage offensively, as they will get overwhelmed very soon. AAA and SAM installations were also prone to make their life more difficult. He seeked thrill, excitement and danger - all these hazards should by all means give it to him.
I'll look up some maps and previous intel from our areas of interest...Good luck everyone. he said after the briefing. They've got 90 minutes until debrief and eventually takeoff, he needed to spend the time wisely. He took his tablet into hand once again and started digging into the topic.
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