USEAN... A prosperous union of different Southeast Asian nations created through trade, war, religious strife and differences in both language and culture.
So what happens if this union was summoned to an another world filled with magic, fantasy cre...
Two, two-seater Khaela Mehn Ancestral V1s were seen screaming above the skies, the tense atmosphere on the ground was palpable due to mumurs of coup or "betrayals" within the palace and with the nobles
Two years after the Emperor died, several families challenged the eldest son for the position of heir to the imperial throne, debates over who the eldest would align himself with was also part of that debate but those are merely minor over what's coming in the future
As the two jets flew through the sky, the two pairs of pilots were heard conversing through their radio
"Ground command are having anxiety issues, huh?" One of them quipped
The other pilot nodded, "Yeah. Several high ranking generals and advisors were asking them questions that they didn't want answers to"
"Like what?" the other pilot that was handling the jet's weapon's system asked
"Like; who they were aligned to, how much do they love their jobs and life, even families..."
That sent shivers down their spines when they heard what their generals and nobles were asking, they felt that war was only on the horizon. As they continued on, they heard a static voice on their ends but it was so muffled that even their sensitive ears couldn't hear it
"You hear that?" One of them asked, they answered negative on all frequencies
As they tinker their radios, warning system blairs into life. A missile lock on mana guided missiles
"Missile lock! Missile lock! Launching flares!" The jets launched their flares, they saw the missiles that were chasing them follow the flares and trying to un-lock the missile from their tails
Minutes later, the warning faded and levels out, "That was fracking close!" One pilot exclaimed as he saw his hand shaking
"I'll say! Who the frack shot at us anyway?!" The other pair shouted as they checked their mana-radars for any enemies, there were none
"No positive readings on our end" a pilot said, confirming others the same, as they continue to go home. Another warning from their warning system said that they're being painted by a medium range heat seeker mana missile
They launch chaff and maneuvered to escape the missile lock, this happens all over again for several minutes until a silhouette of an aircraft is seen just 1,000 meters away from them
Much to their surprise, it was also an Ancestral V1 but there were 5 of them in attack formation, as the pilots awaited their demise... Something happened
Three out of five Ancestral V1s are seen shot down by an unknown missiles out of nowhere, the enemy ancestrals were seen scrambling away. The pilots saw this and sighed in relief, then a pilot saw a silhouette that made his skin crawl
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"Guys, is that ours?" one pilot asked worryingly. "No..." Another one answered bearing down the statement
As the two mysterious jets approached, they were ignored by them and just chased the remaining ancestral jets that were chasing them. The mysterious jet got lucky and shot down the ancestral even beyond their visual range when they saw the plume of fire and smoke on the horizon
As the two mysterious jets chased the last one, the last ancestral managed to have them overshoot and locked on using a heat seeker. As the missile chased the other mysterious jet, it did something that buffles them...
Enemy Ancestral's POV:
The friendly ancestral pilots were awestruck on how the mysterious jet done that maneuver, they then saw the last enemy Ancestral trying escape the jets. But it was futile as the jet was shot down with only one missile
As the two mysterious jets disengaged and went for them, they were literally shaking. Because, One: their jets weren't armed when they took off. And Two: they were new recruits
So as the jets approached them, they were gesturing to open their radios to frequency 3-5-0. So the crew did exactly that and they heard a clear voice
"Unknown aircraft! Unknown aircraft! This is the USEAN Air Force, do you hear me? w What's your status? "
The voice was authoritative at them, they then gave their answers
"USEAN Air Force, this is second lieutenant Kavasha of the Imperial Air Force of Khaela Mehn. We hear you loud clear, thank you for the assist..." Kavasha let out a sigh of relief, "We were nearly dead... Our fuel is running low"
"Roger, proceed to coordinates 9-0-8-7 for refueling..." The USEAN Pilot offered, Kavasha thanked him and went to the designated coordinates. As they neared the runway, they were met with emergency lights meaning they were expecting them
As they landed, they were greeted with several medical personnel from the USEAN Army and auxiliary forces from paramilitary forces of that region. Turns out, they were at Baguio Air Force base in the Philippines, they flew about nearly 1,000 kilometers which surprises but when they saw the fuel pods they were thankful
They were briefed and debrief and immediately sent back home with their jets, by huge transport ships. There, they reported what happened to their superiors. It seems these are the opening volleys of the impending conspiracy of the Empire... __________________________
