Winning The War; BOS 4

Russian Blood Rain

Antonio Masters
I sat I the pilots seat waiting for the signal to take off. I'm having to lead 5 others to Russia straight off to see where everything is and how many planes, soldiers and artillery they have. Being the best pilot I'm the one who has to lead. The other 5 are the next best but I doubt they can compare to what I can do in the pilots seat.
"Antonio your free to fly. Good luck." The general says through the radio and I sigh before flicking on the engine.
I can't help but smile at the sound of my fighter jets engine. It was strangely soothing. But when the jet was ready to fly the engine was almost completely silent. I put on my head set and switched it on. "Is everyone ready to fly?" I ask and got 5 replies. Everyone is ready.
In seconds my jet was in the air with the others behind me. The sun was setting, casting beautiful oranges and yellows over the sky. The sea was flat and calm looking from the height and glittered as the light of the setting sun reflected off it. "I wish Maddison was here to see this. She'd love it." I whisper to myself, completely forgetting about my headset until one of the others spoke.
"Who's Maddison? We heard you talking with the General, the President and the Secret Service about her. Is she an important person or something?" I was shocked at first when he spoke but I answered with a sad sigh.
"She's the best agent to ever live. At 18 she joined the government agency because she had to. The general at the time said that she was too dangerous if she got in the wrong hands so he got the agency to hire her. She was top at everything. When she was 19 something went wrong and she left. Only doing jobs nobody else can do. She got authority to arrest anyone. To kill anyone. To do anything she needed as long as there was a reason. She is very important to the government and to me." I say.
"So you like her?" One of the other pilots asks.
"No. Its more than that but we made a deal when we first met and she was forced to live with us with her friend Crystal. You know Crystal Fleming owner of Royal Rides, wife to Ash Fleming. I fell hard for her. I couldn't help it. She's got brains, brawn and beauty." My mind whirls with memories of her, only making me miss her more. Even though I only said goodbye yesterday. It feels like it's been years.
"Does she like you back?" One of the pilots asks and I snort.
"No. She's probably got a new boyfriend. The last one cheated on her and I almost killed him."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Must be hard for you." The first pilot says.
"More than you could imagine."

Two days later
My fist connected with the Russians face. He fell and kicked out, my legs be in ripped out from under me and I fell hard to the ground. Quickly I roll away just as the Russian lunged at me with a knife. I dodged again and again as he struck out over and over, pushing me backwards.
My back hit the wall and I knocked a pipe to the ground with a clatter. The Russian sneered and lunged towards me. I kick the pipe into my hand and swing, it knocks the knife from his hand and I throw the pipe away before kicking him hard in the gut. He fell backwards but rolls to his feet.
"Why can't you just stay down for a minute?" I growl before lunging and tackling them to the ground.
Quickly I punch him hard in the jaw. He spits blood at me and I narrow my eyes. "You'll pay for that. This is my new uniform." I growl and the Russian froze in fear long enough for me to pull out my knife and peirce it through his chest and twist. He chokes and coughs before goin still. With a satisfied nod I pull out the knife and wile it clean on the Russians uniform before standing and walking towards the Russian air base, blood dripping down my face.
My uniform stained from various wounds from the Russian. "This is for my home. This is for my fallen pilots." I yell as I walk into the open.
A black bag in my hands. People come flooding from everywhere, yelling to each other in Russian. Their guns all pointed at me. None shot at me. Not yet. I stop 30 meters away and drop the bag, small black pyramid like objects flood out and I smirk at the Russians confused expressions.
"Activate lock down." I say calmly and the air base doors begin to close.
The pyramid like objects begin to vibrate. "Shield." I call and they burst to life, shooting upwards and creating a wall between me and the Russians as they begin to shoot. The bullets bouncing harmlessly off of them.
Slowly I back away. "Russian blood rain." I yell before turning and sprinting away as the wall bursts forwards.
I glance over my shoulder to see the black objects swirling around the startled enemy who began trying to swat them away. The objects stop and I speed up till I get to cover where I hide and watch.
The Russians were now covered in the objects, crying out in pain and running around. They lift into the air before exploding one by one into a shower or body parts and blood. I laugh to myself before heading back to my jet. "Damn I love Crystals gadgets." I say as I get in and start it up.
As I take off I look down at the now red stained air base. "Good bye for now Russia. I'm not done with you yet." I mutter to myself as I fly back towards Washington.
Now I have to deliver the news.
The pilots who were with me are dead and the Russians are ready for a full blown war bigger than we thought.
The only good thing is I know where they leaders base is. But that comes with bad news. It's so heavily guarded thst it is even further past impossible to get to than anything I've tried before. This is something that is actually impossible for me to do. There is just no way for me or anyone to get close enough to the base to kill.