Escorts

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"Gold Leader, Gold Leader, come in, come in!" "I read you load and clear, silver leader. "Hey grayson(silver leader), you see any signals of threat?" "no, at least not on my radar, thomas" " Charlotte, how about you?" " nothing, just a clear sky!" " hey Rodean, you see anything?" "No, not anything".
Me, Grayson, Roddean, and Charlotte, were escorting a MIT NASA concept plane. We were looking for any sign of a threat on the air.
" hey Thomas, I got something,"said Roddean. " what is It?" "looks like a missile to me" " okay guys, load up your guns, get ready for some real combat!"
I loaded up the two missile packs of missile flares that would stop the missile. These were a new things put into the all new f-26 raptor, which is the new version of the f-22. The calibers on the 26 are bigger than the ones on the 22. The f-26 has an all new missile guidance system that uses the sound waves. It trades the sound of a jet, unlike the f-22 with laser, and heat seeking missiles.
The missile was in range of the MIT plane, but I got on the middle of them, and released my flares. I saw the missile explode with fury behind me. Roddean and Charlotte went to go find the enemy craft, while me and Grayson used our flares to protect from any incoming missile heading for the MIT.
A missile almost hit the plane, but Grayson got it with some flares. " nice one Grayson!" "Hey Thomas, me and Charlotte found the enemy, it's a warthog!" " But how!" Yelled Grayson " that's an American plane!"
I turned my f-26 just in time to see Charlotte fire a missile at the Warthog, and the warthog went up in flames....

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