The Offworld Saga: The Rise of the Survivalist Federation Force

Ch.13:The Battle for Kittyopolis, part 1

"Alright, all squadrons, diverge!"

At Ari's order, the three separate flights of Fantine aircraft split up to carry out their specific tasks. The Eagle flight leader steadied his Double Eagle as his squad fell in line behind him. As soon as they were on the warpath, he typed in several coordinates on his plane's navigation system. He felt the plane shudder as it prepared to fly automatically onward to the targets he had listed. All he had to do was to keep his eye out for any signs of danger, that included enemy anti-air fire as well as what few enemy aircraft were still patrolling the occupied airspace. He heard a woosh as  several aircraft shot past him, afterburners glowing bright red in the night sky.

Well, it seems that Strygar and Thunder flight have the enemy aircraft under control. That makes ones less task for my team to do.

As they came upon the occupied nation's southern border, Ari lowered his aircraft in an attack run as he glanced between the few lights that dotted the dark grounds that led up to several islands of bright lights that marked cities. The Habsburh citizen had deduced the small pockets of lights in the darkness were villages and towns and the larger glowing islands were major cities, the biggest being Kittyopolis. As Ari took took a brief respite from the line drawn on his radar, bright green and red flashes streaked from the corner of his eye.  Thinking quickly, he yanked back slightly on the controls, resulting in him gaining a bit of altitude to stay out of range of the lasers,  and ordered his squad to follow suit. 

I forgot that turrets, cannons, and other large arms fire is impervious to the Caterpillar bug. I entrust Adlan and his team to remedy those issues.

Sure enough, his lieutenant and his best friend led his own squad to the sources of the opposing fire and pockets of flame soon blossomed from them. Meanwhile,  Ari was lessening the distance between his first target and once he was several seconds away from it, he gradually swooped down like an eagle and squeezed out the button embedded on top of the controls with his thumb, emitting several bursts of green laser fire.  He was greeted bright yellow flames shooting up in the sky, as blinding as the sun. He must have struck an ammunitions cache or some weapons storage depot located on the depot, igniting a chain reaction seen as far as the Capital.

"Burn, baby, burn!" Meysa, a Meteor pilot in his squad, shouted.

"Next target!" Ari ordered. "You all take out the rest of the targets you are assigned. We are only getting started, you know. If we divide the work, we can end the terror army's occupation of the Kithar homeland sooner. The bases and comm lines aren't going to destroy themselves, you know."

"Straightaway!"

Twisting and turning to stay out of sight of enemy lasers, Ari and his crew flew off to finish the job as the squadron's heavy hitters.  After repeating the same procedure a couple more times amid weakening resistance fire which ultimately died down, Ari had put a warehouse that stored weapons and armor as well as an enemy communications tower out of commission. Before long, munitions depots, enemy command and control operations centers, communications towers, airfields, enemy training camps, armor garages, Heli and gunship hangars, floating aircraft/troops carriers, Survivalist media HQs,  as well as factories and other agricultural/industrial establishments used as an asset to the Survivalist war machine . It was all thanks to the intel they received on the resistance forces on the ground.

Why would any of the Kithars collaborate with the enemy that stole their nation and ruled them with an iron fist? Maybe it's out of fear for theirs or their loved ones that they feel like they have to?

Seeing that his squad was still intact, he decided to check in on the others.

"Thunder and Liberty flight, what's your status? Have you suffered any casualties?"