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V L H A K I A N 1 1 T H A I R W I N G: T H E D E V I L ' S S T R I D E R S

The morning sky was easy on the jet's wings as the Devils flew over the Vlhakian southern border northbound to Vlasko Air Base. Behind them was an air bomber group, three TU-160's followed by three escorts fighters consisting of MiG-31s. That wasn't the concern on Winkoop's mind though, he flew in a V formation alongside his four other comrades. The Devil's all flew Su-27s painted all red with a low-vis Vlhakian flag on their tails of course.

Winkoop looked over to his left, his wingman Lieutenant Michael Zarkev was looking at his instruments before he caught the flight leader's gaze. He gave him a thumbs-up, Winkoop removed his stern gaze on him before looking forward to the objective in front of him, Vlasko was only ten minutes out. The Devils started to lower their altitude dangerously low, about 300 meters or so above the empty farm fields they were close to crashing into. The whole flight had been briefed on the importance of evading the Antrean radars, so much that radio chatter would only be opened up as the attack on Vlasko began.

Antrean ground below was vanishing as they drew up speed, starting to zoom by the ground as they gained up speed. Winkoop's thoughts went back to the days of cruising through the dark blue skies during the Delrosa campaign, Delrosa was such a beautiful country had it not been strife with civil war maybe more pilots would be going home to their families. Alas, that was the price of war he snapped back into reality as he looked up to the airbase he was soon approaching. They woulden't know what was about to hit them, hell it was better to the one taking the first shot than receiving it in war. It's just part of the game, his mind started to block off his vague moralist views as he switched the comms back on to announce to the flight.

Devil-1: "Attention flight, targets approaching - for the Queen, raze Vlasko to the ground!"

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October 14th, 2019 - 0700 Vlasko AFB

A N T R E A N A I R D E F E N C E - 4 5 0 T H A N G E L S Q U A D R O N

Breakfast had just been served in the chow hall, just some eggs and bacon the usual it was lean mean and it helped the base remain a tip-top fighting machine. No one was able to sense what was about to come, by the time the sound of engines broke the sound barrier nearby the base the attack had already began. Angel-1 'Jackson' 450's flight leader was already in the air but for a bit of training with his derelict 104C Starfighter, it was an easily maneuverable plane but lacked armored it was more of a touch and go aircraft. He would be the first off the Angels to engage with the Devil's.

Unfortunately for him he would be the first downed fighter of the war.

Heading just a few kilometres outside of the base, right in front of him was a zooming V formation of Su-27s before he could even react the lead target had already a hail of 30mm towardes the small Starfighter immediately crippling the plane as it nosed dived into the forrest below as the assault group flew over the now downed flight leader. The Su-27s broke off besides Winkoop and Zarkev who stayed together in a formation over the air field.

The Su-27s began to descend on the airfield firing onto the planes and crew that were left outside during daily duties and maintenance. Their rounds struck home and eviscerated a few staff along with blowing up a A-10, and a few F-14D Tomcats and one Starfighter. Fire struck and broke out, in the chow hall a hail of 30mm blew through the roof shooting into the kitchen, the lineup and to the tables full of airbase staff & pilots soon turned into a frenzy leaving the injured to fend for themselves as everything inside scattered.

Outside the security, crews had gotten a few AAA guns up and one SAM site, they had been seemingly unmanned during the morning shift. Rounds started to fly back striking one of the Su-27s wings but the Devil's responded with rocket fire and 30mm putting almost all of them out of commission in a few minutes. The base had been scrambled by now and the alarm was blaring over base's sound system as pilots began to run to their planes and taxis off to sortie against the Vlhakian air force.

Meanwhile in the sky already and some distance away was AWACS Gravestone, some knew him as the ace from the secession war while others knew him simply as 'Old Man'. He kept to himself mostly but today would be a different day, back in the saddle the old man operated his instruments with his small crew

Analysis: . . .

VAF - TU-160 X3
VAF - MiG-31 X3
VAF - Su-27 X5

Sortie

Angel Squadron ✓

Angel-1 Jackson - KIA
Angel-2 Teale - ✓
Angel-3 Rose - ✓
Angel-4 Valentine - ✓
Angel-5 Carter - ✓
Angel-6 Robins - ✓

Establishing comms...

AWACS Gravestone: "Angel Squadron, this is AWACS Gravestone. Bogeys to the south, Vlhakian IFF. 3x TU-160s"

AWACS Gravestone: "plus MiG-31 escorts. The objective is to stop the bombers from passing on the base, or else it's over for everyone on the ground.

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AWACS Gravestone:Also, Angel-1 was downed by a Su-27 in all red, it's a some kind of elite squadron. Your priority is the bombers first, I don't want anyone running on me, or dog fucking everyone is pulling their weight. Or we'll all end up dead."

Bogeys! - Air Combat Drama [OPEN]

@Silverwind Blade No it's optional Felix just misses you </3

Bogeys! - Air Combat Drama [OPEN]

Felix got thrown in the time out channel, he will not see your arrival young silverwind...

Bogeys! - Air Combat Drama [OPEN]

The Known World is done, it includes all nations and entities involved with our story on our little continent. I'll work on the CS tab and my NPCs now, just getting confirmation on some final CSes hopefully we can start tonight or monday.

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Can you explain the stagger o-o?

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Is it one avatar per char or can we all have shiva 8)

Bogeys! - Air Combat Drama [OPEN]

Yes we are still accepting!

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Zack Yvette-Cortez

_{Zack Yvette-Cortez
◄ 23 ▎ MALE ▎ 6'1 ►}

_{P R E S E N C E}

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Moralism was a thing of the past, seeing into the action of others would be something a politician would do or a general. However, those who don't fall into an institutional category what do you call them? Those people while few would be like Zack Yvette-Cortez. He was calculated, cool and dare even suggest funny? He liked to be the center of the party but when things got serious he would be the one to make the first move, first draw or shot. Zack is agenda-driven, while he makes alot of friends and connections his mind always goes back to his goal, at least while he works.

_{C H R O N I C L E}

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Those who have the right to enact moral authority as corrupt as the ones they claim to purge.

I always thought there were good people in the world, the ones that would be the change in society that we needed but it seems like everyone is in it for themselves. Hey, that's how you could explain the unions just an entity to collect money and further their power, eventually one day one union will rule all of the worlds as we know it. For most it's scary but for me, it's calming knowing that there once be safety eventually, of course at one's civil liberties. This is a discussion often held in legionary bars or amongst the old.

Growing up being a Aeon was kinda cool, but tough that was for sure going through special training to become a weapon of war by the unions was never how it was sold to me. I was going to be tougher, stronger and smarter. My instructors were older Aeons, I didn't realize at the time but they never were happy. My mentor Gammon St. Laurent had served in the wars decades prior, he was one of the best the unions had at their disposal but I could always see he wanted out. It wouldn't be until later in life when I would truly understand my powers.

I'm not one for politics but I was fortunate to be born with a silver spoon in my mouth, I lived well with my family in the Devlon Industries Union until a rebellion was brought onto our union by a famous Ace known as the 'Valkyrie'. Her forces, unfortunately, killed my mother after fighting broke out in the market. My life was changed forever, while I had never been a real adult until then I was flung into the fight to defend the union. My time at the military school had paid off, I began to pilot the DI's planes and quickly became an Ace after shooting down enemy fighters sortie after sortie.

While I felt alone and under immense pressure throughout this conflict as would any Union soldier felt, my wingman Robert Hernandez was my emotional crutch throughout the rebellion. His humor and sense of hope would be what got me through my days, meal-by-meal as well being an excellent pilot as well he covered and saved my ass more times than I was able to do for him.

At the end of the conflict, Hernandez and I were assigned to 'Vampyr' Squadron where I we began to clean up the rest of the rebellion. However, we had one issue with gaining air superiority. 'Valkyrie' had been taking down union pilots since the start of the rebellion, she and we knew that it was over. When we sortied and cornered her, she took to the neutral parts of the known world. Hernandez got the killing shot, taking her aircraft down.

This isn't a story about a hero.

When it was all over, our squadron was hailed in the propaganda broadcasts and Hernandez the hero of the union. I would of admitted I was jealous at the time, but my feelings changed rather quickly. Hernandez vanished days after, never to be seen again. Of course the ass hole wouldn't of forgotten about me right? A note was left in my locker.

"Seek Foxtrot 11, not everything was what it seemed to be in this rebellion."

I crumbled up the note, throwing it into a garbage can as I left the locker room - how could he do this, vanish without a trace and leave some cryptic note? It was obvious Hernandez had some kind of remorse for his role in the war but I wouldn't understand his role in the rebellion until later, I had come to understand Valkrie's stance in the union's grand schemes. She was just a pawn waiting to be played, her rebellion would have allowed the independence she so desperately seeks.

Yet what was freedom? If the world was plunged into chaos, could anyone truly be free?

It was all over, with the help of Hernandez my mother had been avenged. I laid her to rest with my father once the war ended. He was proud of me but could see I was obviously hurt by the conflict. I left without a word, I coulden't face him after all that happened. He was a loyalist and if I had let him known about my plans to leave he would have had me stopped, so I left and traveled to Oakridge it was known for its hub of criminal activity.

Perhaps people would know who or what Foxtrot 11 was, and if I could find them maybe I could find Hernandez.

I left my life behind to find my best friend, some people might think I'm crazy but I have a feeling he could have the answers that I've been looking for.

Who really was Valkyrie?

_{M E M O R I E S}

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Gammon St. Laurent - One of the oldest and experienced Aeons at the DI's disposal, he was a tough but nurturing teacher and parted many techniques and knowledge to his students. It always felt like he wanted to escape to the neutral territories, perhaps he knew that if he left he'd put his former students at risk and those who dared to follow him.

Conrad Yvette-Cortez - My father, while I love him like nothing else in this world he is a loyalist to the union. It wasn't a big deal until I decided to packup and leave my city forever, I coulden't face him and after my mother passed away things had never been the same.

Sasha Yvette-Cortez - My mother, she was sweet and loving. She went too early, I didn't know what to do with myself once she was taken from me. I found a calling in flying, and now I'm following my wingman down to the ends of the world to find out what the fuck happened to him. Am I crazy mom?

Robert Hernandez - He kept me alive during the rebellion but once he vanished after it, along with his note it made me question everything I had known. My belief were challenged but I had to find out what happened to him, and what connection he has to the rebellion, Foxtrot 11 and maybe even Valkrie herself.

'Vampyr' Squadron - Consisting of myself, Hernandez, Gurman, King & Rose we were the heavy hitters of the air force during the rebellion war. While I was closest to Hernandez I got along well with the others, I'll miss them but it's better if they don't know where I was going.


_{A E S I R}

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It came in my dreams.

I know it sounds a bit funky but after I started fighting against the Rebellion in DI in my dreams came a beast of fire, it was a bit confusing and I didn't understand it at the time but that was Ifrit the god of war. It had been attracted to my hatred towards the rebellion and was feeding off it, at that point the power of a god was behind me. It would explain why I was able to down so many fighters, Ifrit was at my side.

Now after the war he still lingers, waiting for the next target of my hate. For him the war never really ended, but I'm obliged to do my best to make him proud.

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Power armored badass >:P

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* sad violin for helston *