Flying Death: The A-10 Warthog (Check desc)

Flying Death: The A-10 Warthog (Check desc)

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WILL NOT BE UPDATING THIS ANYMORE - WILL BE RE-WRITTEN AT A LATER DATE WITH UPDATES FOR ACCURACY. PLEASE DON'T READ THIS LOL. --- CW: Death, Blood/Gore, War (May upset some.), Mention of su!c!d3 (once in one of the chapters), ----- Ranks: #2 - A10 March 8th, 2023. ----- Based on a short story from my creative writing class. Same rough idea up until the end of chapter two, that's as far as the cw story got. Story takes place in & during the first Persian gulf war Michael, Jason, and Chris. The three who promised to fight for their country and embrace the Air Force motto of, "Fly. Fight. Win." When the three are deployed to a terribly put together regiment, often they spend their time bored. One day, when the Blackhawk goes out to save some ambushed soldiers. The helicopter comes back nearly blown to smithereens by Non-heat guided SAMs, and a lucky shot from an Iraqi soldier gives Chris a gunshot wound in the shoulder. Unfortunately, he is killed as it was through an Artery. With no better weaponry immediately available, the two remaining take to the skies as soon as the famous call, "Send in the Warthogs." Rings through radio. In this story of burning deserts, roaring engines, firing guns, and shrieking enemy aircraft, with a bit of love, everyone has their own ideals. Some of those ideals don't go well together, but that's what makes everyone their own person. random info: Includes gay characters Also Transgender characters so slay ig
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Lin Yue had never imagined that the birthday wish she made in jest would truly come to pass. She had awakened not in her own body, but reborn as Mei Lin, the personal maid of her cherished heroine. Instead of despair, joy surged through her heart. In her mind, she laughed softly and spun in a foolish little dance. Since Heaven has sent me here. She would not allow the tragedy of the book to repeat itself. She would shield the First Young Mistress from the venomous schemes of the villainess, even if it meant offending the entire household. _ "How dare you shove Qing He to the ground!" a voice accused sharply. "I did not!" the girl cried desperately. "Enough excuses," said the Fourth Young Master, Su Chen. "I saw it with my own eyes." The surrounding servants lowered their heads, not daring to breathe. At that moment, Mei Lin stepped forward. She knelt respectfully, and bowed deeply. "This lowly servant begs permission to speak," she said softly. "I was present throughout the incident." Su Chen's gaze shifted to her. "Speak." "The Second Young Mistress fell of her own accord." "Furthermore, the First Young Mistress did not enter the kitchen today. How, then, could the Second Young Mistress fall ill because of her cooking?" "Moreover, the First Young Mistress was bathing in the rear chambers when the Second Young Mistress arrived." "It was the Second Young Mistress who provoked the First Young Mistress first." Every time the villainess struck, Lin Yue was already two steps ahead. The Second Young Mistress's face flushed crimson with fury. "Impudent servant!" she shrieked. "Silence, you wretched girl!" Mei Lin bowed her head once more, unflinching. "Forgive this servant, Second Young Mistress," she replied calmly. "But my name is Mei Lin." And she would not be trampled so easily.

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