As the Air Wing arrived in the airspace of Oured, Angelika widened her eyes to the site laid before her- Tracer rounds lighting up the sky as they tried to hit their intended targets, contrails going left to right as Aircraft chased each other in a 'dance'; The Emmerian felt like she only
seen this happen before. as she woke up from her daydreaming, she looked to her left and spotted a Flanker heading straight for the city, armed with a few KAB-500L's. What sort of lightened the mood for her was that it had Estovakian markings. She smiled under her Flight Helmet, making a bank left to intercept it while speaking into the comms with a calm voice
"It would be my Pleasure, Yellow! I have unfinished business with them. Angel, Engaging!"
As she approached her target with her itching finger on the trigger, the Flanker pilot banked left in an attempt to outrun her, which prompted a switch to her R-27's.. Pushing the throttle forward and somewhat closing distance, she chased the Su-27 through the bay.
"Angel, Fox Three!" She called, banking to her left right after her missile disconnected from it's Station and trailed it's target. As soon as this happened, she shook her head as the screeches of the lock on warning filled her head, getting worse and worse as the beeping got quicker and quicker. Angel put it into a high-G turn, seeing the missile flying past and the warning dying down. She spotted another Jet- a Yuk MiG 21- headiing straight for her. She dove down towards the water, trying to avoid hostile contact with it.