We.
Are.
In.
The.
Hunt.
I am now going somewhere to find whatever launched that nuke at me.
The wings have repaired the damage down to 20% and got a new squadron, the CFA-44s. From looking through their loadout, thanks to the revealed information in the files, they have All Direction Multi-Purpose Missiles, Electromagnetic Launchers, and Integrated Electronic Warfare Systems. They seemed great, but my focus is on the ADMM and IEWS. I was thinking of a plan for one CFA-44 to equip the IEWS while the others fitted ADMMs to improve their tracking.
I'm sure about this but does the IEWS stack?
If so, I will make that everyone's nightmare.
...
As of right now, I'm playing Solitaire, and I got bricked.
I want to put my full stack into an empty column.
What did I do to deserve this?
Fuck.
I gave up and left the game to see the vast sea. Clear skies and blue waters are just the only things I see for now. I ventured further into the sea, and I noticed small boats floating toward land, which is like five hundred miles from here. I took control of an A-10C and lowered the altitude. From here, it seems there were sailors in the boats, albeit dead either from dehydration or starvation.
I flew further south and saw a graveyard of wooden ships all wrecked beyond what anyone could do. I wish I could investigate how this happened, find clues, and figure out what caused this, but being a plane is a no-go. However, I felt that whoever shot a nuke at me must be responsible.
...
I spent some time looking through the wooden debris, but I must finish that journey. Picking where we left off, I gathered my planes again and set off to Farbanti.
If we didn't get a message about an incoming squadron, I could have started.
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///WARNING///
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HOSTILE ELITE SQUADRON DETECTED
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"A REAPER'S EMBLEM! THOSE ARE THE ACES THAT ATTACKED GRACEMERIA!"
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OBJECTIVE:
DEFEAT STRIGON SQUADRON
0/15
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A formation of fifteen Sukhoi Su-33 Flanker-Ds flew overhead the vast waters. Their paintjob of red and black punctured the blue sky as their tails marked an emblem of a grim reaper. They menacingly pointed their nose at their target and gained a lock. Salvoes of R-27s were unlatched from their pylons and shot straight toward their target.
The Arbiter, seemingly unfazed, launched its Helios missiles at the enemy squadron. They broke off from their formation to avoid the deadly shockwave. The salvo made their marks as each missile destroyed only a quarter of its offensive capabilities. As the enemy got closer, Arbiter launched its AA missiles before ordering its aircraft to split them away from their squadron. To divide and conquer.
Strigon squadron ramped up in speed flying over the sea to avoid the incoming missiles before pulling up to engage the drones. The two sides launched their salvoes and tried to dodge the rain of AIM-9 Sidewinders and R-60s. Several MQ-101s were hit and exploded into a fireball of metal and lead, while the Strigon squadron only lost one.
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