A/N: This chapter is skippable if you are not interested in a side mission
Reyes: On the way, we need to make a stop. Vesta 3 wasn't the only mining colony hit by the Olympus Mons. Collateral damage left huge cache of precious metals drifting near the sun. Those resources are UNSA property. SDF's got skelters guarding a salvage team. Lets scramble air and claim what's ours. The proximity to the sun is a risk. Our jackals can only take that heat for a matter of minutes. Lets get out and get back on a tight loop
(Reyes, Salter, Player, Price, Soap, Roach, and Ghost go to the hangar and hop into their jackals)
(Reyes hops into his prototype)
Reyes: We've got two enemies in this fight. SDF and the sun
Salter: Nothing we can't handle
Player: If we screw this up, we're gonna get cooked. Our heat shields are limited
Price: Then lets not screw this up
Ethan: Sir, the Retribution will hang back to avoid heat damage. Be advised, SDF will have you on radar
Reyes: Copy. What's our timeline?
Ethan: Mere minutes sir. We'll start the clock when you're in place
Player: This one's for Omar
Group: For Omar!
Ethan: Hell yes, everyone
Gibson: Scars, 141, tower advises, extreme heat warning
Reyes: Check one one
Salter: Check one two
Soap: Check 141
Roach: (Hand circle)
Gibson: Launch in 3...2...1...
(The jackals launch and everyone flies towards the asteroid belt)
Reyes: We don't have a lot of time out here. Make every shot count
Ethan: Starting the countdown now sir
Salter: Eyes on enemy skelters!
Soap: I see them
Reyes: Lets rain fire. Weapons free!
Player: Showtime
Soap: Holy shite. That's a whole ace squadron
Ethan: Tracking about 12 aces in range
Reyes: We'll have to earn this one. Keep your eye on the clock
Salter: Gotta take care of those aces
(A dogfight ensues between the two squadrons as they avoid the sun and the debris)
(An SDF ace tries to lock onto Reyes, but he pops a flare, maneuvers around, and fires at the ace with his energy cannons)
(The bullets hit the ace, making him crash into another ace)
Reyes: Two down
Salter: Keep hitting their skelters!
Player: I just brought one down!
Price: Me too
Soap: Roach! You've got a missile heading towards you!
(Roach pops a flare)
Ethan: Keep fighting. You've still got time. Recommend using missiles on the enemy skelters
Price: Noted
(As the dogfight rages on, the aces keep getting destroyed, leaving only one ace left)
(The final ace begins to make a run for it)
Player: Last one. Lets wrap this up
Ghost: Don't let that ace get away!
Salter: You got a shot on him?
Ethan: You have to go! ASAP!
Reyes: Get the lead out!
(Everyone chases after the ace and they all use their machine guns, taking out the final ace)
Salter: That's all of them!
Ethan: Heat levels are near critical, you all need to egress now! The jackals can't take much more!
(Everyone jumps into hyperspace to get back to the Retribution)
Reyes: Thanks for the assist, Ethan. Good eye
Ethan: Just doing my job sir
Salter: Lets get back to the Ret
Player: Agreed. Punch it
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Just an infinite warfare fanfic (Crossover version)
FanfictionThis is a sequel to my modern warfare fanfic
