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The plane was heading down slowly thanks to the torn side of the fuselage causing the airframe to groan from the stress. The pilots were forced to issue a crash landing to preserve the aircraft and the crew onboard. However on the radar was multiple enemy air units following after them, to their calculated crashsite.

Pilot : mother fucker! How much do these cocks wants one little girl!?

Co-pilot : well, the "little girl" has enough power to wipe out a fucking country, so it makes sense in hind sight. To think that the reason we went without a defensive squadron was to avoid detection and secrecy, guess we had a snitch ay?

Pilot : are we really going to talk about this while we are FUCKING going to crash!?

Co-pilot : you know i'm right.

Pilot : yeah yeah, shut the fuck up and get on those turrets! They know that Jack can survive from anything, which means that they don't have to worry about shooting us out from the sky!

The co-pilot swivelled his chair and went to the panels with multiple screens and gears, all waiting to be used. Locking on to an aircraft was easy, having the missile actually hit them on the other hand was nearly impossible since it seemed like they had actually competent pilots this time around.

Back in the loading bay however was a hyperventilating scientist and a few guards hanging on to their seat belts. Jack on the other hand was bored, so she did the only thing logical to her at the time.

Unbuckle her seabelt and jump out.

Without a parachute, she didn't need it, but she did have alternate means of transport.

Crashing on to the nose of the jet and sinking her fingers through the cockpit frame she smiled at the pilot before announcing an excited-

Jack : YOINK!

The Chaos Insurgent didn't even get to scream before Jack shoved her hand through the armored glass and pulling the pilot out, squeezing him through the shattered bullet proof glass placement and throwing out the glass ridden mangled corpse.

Hopping into the seat and snapping her fingers, the damage done to the jet was fixed, and even re-colored to suit her taste.

Hopping into the seat and snapping her fingers, the damage done to the jet was fixed, and even re-colored to suit her taste

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Jack : huh, an SU-35, neat.

Reaching into a rift she had created, she pulls out a pilot helmet and puts it on, causing her vision to appear in a third-person perspective of her jet. Simular to a game called Ace Combat.

All hostiles were highlighted and Jack let out an excited laugh into the open radio.

Most of the people listening in on the open radio felt a shiver run down their spines as she laughed, a normal laugh children would should NEVER be heard on a radio during combat.

Most jets broke off the C-130 to engage Jack before things could go down hill, sadly it went down faster than the chances of getting your favorite​ character in gacha. Jack's laughter started to get more intense as the opposing jets began to drop one after another, the initial six missiles the jet was suppose to carry didn't seem to matter in the hands of SCP-7001.

After all, the laws of physics and common sense were simply playthings for her to enjoy.

Jack : AGAIN, AGAIN!

Chaos Pilot : Focus fire on her! I don't care what you use, just bring her down!

Hoards of missiles were launched at Jack, but she just seemed to have the ability to pull maneuvers with enough G-force to turn a man into a bean bag. A few lucky missiles did strike true, but once again it defied logic and continued to fly, even with the massive amounts of steel peeled off the frame.

After a mere 5 minutes, all of the Chaos Insurgent pilots were dead and gone. Jack flew ahead of the C-130 and began to pull a few stunts as she giggled away, enjoy the ride.

Pilot :... I'm not getting paid enough-

Co-pilot : bitch, we're both getting paid enough to live in the country side in peace for several years a month.

Back in the loading bay, well it was still chaos since the gaping hole in the fuselage was still there, thankfully the bay was depressurized quickly. The guards had to drag the scientist into a room with oxygen masks just to make sure he didn't die.

















The pilot slowly decreased the throttle on the engines, slowing down as they approached the airfield. After landing emergency vehicles surrounded the plane and quickly evacuated the crew.

Jack's jet had to be given permission before she was allowed access to land.

Now the SCP foundation had to deal with a serious problem, that being Jack's constant whining to ride a get again. It had gotten so excessive that the O-5 had to actually have a meeting about it.

Of course they couldn't just give access for a little girl to fly a military grade jet around the sky, that would cause slight worry for any nearby citizens. Not to mention that if she were to ever go into super-sonic, the damage it could have to the buildings would be costly.

So they did something else, a simple bride really.

Ever heard of War Thunder?




















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Man, german technology is cool, i mean, American tech is cool too i guess

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Man, german technology is cool, i mean, American tech is cool too i guess.

Biased? Naaah.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 30, 2022 ⏰

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