Planes: Interception

Defence And Attack

"DUSTY, LOOK OUT!" Ember screamed, Dusty rolled to his left and pulled out of the way, the glow of light zoomed past him into the sky and detonated missing them by a few centimetres, 

"Schorcher 1 to Coninsgby tower, DO YOU READ?"
"Coningsby tower to S1, We hear you what is your status."
"We're 6000 feet above the ocean, OUR AIRCRAFT HAVE BEEN ENGAGED, DAMNIT!"
"Coningsby tower to S1 and S2, Find and neutralise the threat immediately, 7 and 9 maintain 6000 feet."
"BEN, I THINK WHATEVER'S SHOOTING US WE'VE REALLY PISSED THEM OFF, WE GOT 2 MISSILES HEADING OUR WAY!" 
Without thinking, Ben rolled around and over Dusty and Ember flying slightly above them, Ben released flares at a rapid rate in an attempt to throw off the missiles, 
"Damn it, who's even shooting us?" Ben shouted aggressively.
Jeremy looked down to see two ships, that looked heavily armed, all guns pointed towards them, "DOWN THERE!"
Ben looked down to see what Jeremy saw.
"Right." Ben started, "Dusty and Ember, you two stay up here, I and Jeremy will depart at a low level, and try to neutralise them."
"Be careful," Ember stated. 
Ben nodded at Ember, both typhoons rolled upside down and dived down to the hostile ships, Ben and Jeremy had gone radio silent so that the hostiles would not pick up their radio frequencies and code break them, 
Jeremy flew past the ships, who had started firing upon him he stared at the ship's flag in awy, they were Russian warships.
Ben lined up on the smaller destroyer and fired two meteor missiles as they locked on the missiles rocketed towards it and within a couple of seconds the ship was set ablaze, with crew jumping off the ship but, the screams he could just about hear would haunt him until the day he died.
Jeremy had managed to lock on with a homing bomb and deployed it, the bomb glided towards the larger destroyer, he hit it and the ship tore into four pieces which sank within seconds.
Jeremy lifted his visor and rubbed his forehead, "Well, that was easier than I thought it would be." 

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Dusty and Ember stared down looking at the combat unfold beneath them, Dusty was scared that one of them if not both would be shot down, it reminded him of when Skipper brought his squadron onto a fleet and they all went down.
After they saw the second and final ship taken out, they both sighed in relief.
"Y'know there quite good pilots." Ember complimented them.
"I think you're right, I never expected I would see anything like that." Dusty Replied, 
"Hey Dusty, you know what I said about my feelings earlier?" Ember asked shyly. 
"Um, yes?" Dusty replied hesitantly. 
"Well, uh, do you return that feeling?" 
Dusty took a few seconds to respond, "Well, to be honest, I never actually thought about it, but now that I think about it, I think I might just do." Dusty smiled. 
Ember looked ecstatic as she opened her mouth to say something, she screamed in pain right after a massive shock of some sort hit her.
"EMBER, ARE YOU OK?" 
Ember couldn't speak from the pain she was in, Dusty flew around to the other side of Ember, to see a gaping hole in her wing, she was barely flying and if she tried to manoeuvre hard, she would fall into a spin and crash.
Dusty was speechless, he looked behind him to see eight SU-35 Russian aircraft closing in on their six.
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"BEN, LOOK UP THERE!" Jeremy yelled.
Ben looked up to see the 35's and could just see the damage in Ember's wing, 
Ben tried not to panic as he would lose focus, "Alright, follow me and follow my lead."
Ben shoved his throttle to 100% which fired up the afterburners and pulled up to 90 degrees gaining altitude quickly, Jeremy flying right alongside him. 
Both Typhoons burst through the clouds surprising the 35s, they all broke away, the Russians knew not to mess with Typhoons.
However, even though the Russians were about to leave them alone, Ben felt a spark, he wasn't going to let the one who shot Ember get away and he would shoot down anyone else he could get. 
Ben lined up on the very same 35 who shot Ember, and got a lock on him, "How does it feel being shot at you bastard?" Ben fired a missile which raced towards the 35, and the hostile aircraft was no more, the pilot didn't escape. 
Jeremy managed to lock onto two other 35's and took them out with two missiles. 
Ben laughed, "I thought Russians would be better pilots considering all the Vodka they drink, probably lowers there fighting skills.
Ben and Jeremy returned to Dusty and Ember, Ember was not feeling any better and had to land as soon as possible, they headed back towards the base, but Ben thought.
"Jeremy?" 
"Yeah?" Jeremy asked.
"Those two are talking to each other, they must have turned their radios off so we can't here." 
Jeremy scoffed, "It's understandable why they would, in their situation they are probably discussing something personal between them."
"Probably."
"Jeremy, Do you feel like this marks the start of a war with Russia, maybe even World War 3?" 
Jeremy spoke slowly, "It's hard to say, I don't think the Prime Minister will take it lightly so it could possibly." 
Dusty and Ember had landed at the base, the typhoons landed just after them, All 3 of them helped Ember get to a hanger where an engineer and a mechanic were waiting to repair her. 

The CO walked towards Ben and Jeremy.
"The Prime Minister wants to talk to you.....both of you as soon as possible, she says it's important and mandatory."