The Flights Of 7645PB

[Concep 46]

I look over at Night, who is sitting in the Pilot's seat next to me.

 

"Who's the other crews? I doubt we're the only one's doing ground attack." I look back at the control panel, "We should take it for a test flight. Better now than combat." A smile creeping across my face. 

 

I really have never been this happy to test out a new plane before. I admit to myself, But the dangers that we'll face in this will be like nothing compared to before.

[Delernil 952]

'Im not familiar with the crews around here. I did a lot of my service up north and at training bases.' Night replied as he looked over the controls. 'Yeah, the plane seems to be fueled.' He observed as he turned around. 'Gun check!' He yelled down the planes interior.

 

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Traveller checked the large machine guns in the bubble. They were filled. He had a huge smile as he answered back. 'Check!'

[Nuclear Neurotic 56]

Nuclear looked her guns over and smiled, seeing that they were filled and in good condition. She turned her head towards Night. "Check! Everything looks good over here!"

'Impressive artillery....' Nuclear mused, a smiled tugging at her mouth. 'Kinda sad that it's a weapon of war...'

 

@@Delernil,

She turned around again to Night. "Ive done basic training, in addition to my own research and expert knowledge in bombs." Nuclear smiled back at her radioactive symbol cutie mark.

[longgone 873]

"Check!" Golden Age shouted from the rear. 

 

He focused his attention back to the gun before him, and then to the plane's interior. It certainly seemed bigger on the inside in his opinion. He didn't fear the upcoming take off. He actually looked forward to flying. He wasn't necessarily scared of heights, he was simply scared of something happening at a great height.

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb awaited clearance for taxi and takeoff. A minute passed and the request came through. He had a huge smile as he fired up the plane, it's engines sputtering to life. It crawled away from the hangar it was parked in and followed a set of signs to the runway. 'Any words before we go?' He said over the engines as he prepared to roll down the runway and take off.

 

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Traveller laughed as the hangar above him slowly let light onto his bubble. It was amazing. He heard the pilots question. He just smiled as he looked around from the top of the plane.

[Concep 46]

Night Comb awaited clearance for taxi and takeoff. A minute passed and the request came through. He had a huge smile as he fired up the plane, it's engines sputtering to life. It crawled away from the hangar it was parked in and followed a set of signs to the runway. 'Any words before we go?' He said over the engines as he prepared to roll down the runway and take off.

"I got nothin' special to say," I look out the front at the runway in front of us, "I love the thrill of takeoff. It gets ya in the zone." I say with a laugh. "Can't wait to see how she performs." I check my helmet and situate so it doesn't bother my horn and check the gauges on my side of the cockpit.

 

"Everything is set here, I'm ready when you are."

[Delernil 952]

Traveller pushed the throttle forward slowly. The plane sped up down the runway. He pulled back gradually as the plane neared the edge. The bomber lifted off the ground and slowly climbed up into the air. Minutes later, they were at 20,000 feet. He smiled. 'We did it.'

 

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Traveller laughed as they took off. He watched his view slowly turn into nothing but sky. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He rotated the turret as he searched the sky.

[Concep 46]

With my mask on, I look out the side window at the droning engine, clear blue skies greet me as we whiz by clouds. Celestia's castle is visible off to the side and I can see where some bombs hit fell outside the city but never hitting the city itself, thanks to the expert fighter pilots.

 

"I'm surprised Griffon raids have been light lately," I speak up through the silence over the in-flight coms.

Edited February 11, 2014 by Concep

[Delernil 952]

Travelled nodded. 'Seems all the best flyers are being sent to fighters. Shame really. Green crews being shoved onto untested bombers to go get shot down.' He said as he looked over at the castle. He banked right and turned around, heading towards Griffon territory.

 

'I was requested for a recon mission, like I said. We should be there in a while.' He explained. He called back to the nose gunner.

@@Nuclear Neurotic

'Hey, you have the cam on the front. Take the pictures when we get over.' He said before turning back to his co-pilot.

 

'Cant even get a decent installed camera. We had to rig this one up.'

[longgone 873]

Golden Age looked through the windows in the tail turret. He imagined the tail fin being directly above him. He knew if he let it get shot off, the plane would most certainly become uncontrollable. He placed his hooves on the two handles on the .50 cal and attempted to get a feel for it.

 

Celestia bless his accuracy should it be tested.

 

"How many rounds to these guns usually come with!?" He yelled through the fuselage.

[Concep 46]

'Cant even get a decent installed camera. We had to rig this one up.'

@@Delernil

"Supplies are low nowadays, shame. Or the brass is too worried about their best units and leaves the underrated units with little to no supplies," I let out a sigh afterwards and check the sky for any signs of bogies. 

 

Golden Age looked through the windows in the tail turret. He imagined the tail fin being directly above him. He knew if he let it get shot off, the plane would most certainly become uncontrollable. He placed his hooves on the two handles on the .50 cal and attempted to get a feel for it.

 

Celestia bless his accuracy should it be tested.

 

"How many rounds to these guns usually come with!?" He yelled through the fuselage.

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Through the com system in my mask, "Usually 500 rounds for both of the guns. Usually, there's some extra boxes up here, but we're just on a recon mission so there was no "need" for extras." 

 

((A B-25 had a twin-tail fin. So you're basically situated between the two fins ))

Edited February 12, 2014 by Concep

[longgone 873]

@@Delernil

"Supplies are low nowadays, shame. Or the brass is too worried about their best units and leaves the underrated units with little to no supplies," I let out a sigh afterwards and check the sky for any signs of bogies. 

 

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Through the com system in my mask, "Usually 500 rounds for both of the guns. Usually, there's some extra boxes up here, but we're just on a recon mission so there was no "need" for extras." 

 

((A B-25 had a twin-tail fin. So you're basically situated between the two fins ))

"In all me years in the Army sir," Golden Age responded, "Never have I seen a recon mission prove to be what it was intended to be. There's always some bastard, be it us or them, who gets in the way and creates a conflict. Fate is never kind to the ignorant"

 

((I keep imagining a tiny B-17 for some reason XP))

[Delernil 952]

"In all me years in the Army sir," Golden Age responded, "Never have I seen a recon mission prove to be what it was intended to be. There's always some bastard, be it us or them, who gets in the way and creates a conflict. Fate is never kind to the ignorant"

((I keep imagining a tiny B-17 for some reason XP))

(I keep having flashbacks to that film Memphis Belle. I just imagine you as the tail gunner )

 

Night Comb nodded. 'Went on a recon mission with two other planes. One shot down and one barely made it back to base. Ours had bullet holes all over it.' He added as he flew the plane. It remained steady and he did some quick math. 'We should be there in about an hour, if I'm correct. Anybody great at math, or have some paper?' He asked as he did the math again.

 

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Traveller remained silent as he scanned the sky for enemies. He saw a group of 4 black dots in the distance. He called them out over the comms.

 

'Four possible planes, 2 O'clock position.'

[longgone 873]

"Bloody..." Golden Age muttered. If they proved to be the foe, he imagined his words were cursed.

He left his position and went up to the cockpit. With a small pin. He pulled a piece of paper out of his breast pocket and handed it to him. "Here ye are, sir" he said with a grin.

[Concep 46]

Just our damn luck, I think to myself. "Let's try to get in some cloud cover and not take our chances with those guys-" I suggest, looking out the side window with a frown, "-if there was any cloud cover..." 

 

I turn to our tail gunner, "Hurry. Get back to your position they may be Griffons." I turn back without an answer and go back to looking out the front to observe the bogies with binoculars.

[longgone 873]

Golden Age obeyed and walked as quickly as he could back to his position. He placed his hooves on the gun and readied it, preparing himself to prime it at a moment's notice. He hoped to god they were friendly. He hoped they were just a fighter escort. Four was not a lot to deal with, but he couldn't remove his anxiety.

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb quickly grabbed the piece of paper and put it away. It could wait. 'Traveller, what do you have?' He asked over the comms.

 

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Traveller frowned and loaded his guns. 'Definitely hostile. They just climbed, they think we haven't seen them yet. They're going to pounce.' He said with worry.

[Nuclear Neurotic 56]

 

 

Traveller remained silent as he scanned the sky for enemies. He saw a group of 4 black dots in the distance. He called them out over the comms. 'Four possible planes, 2 O'clock position.'

 

"Alrighty!" Nuclear replied, saluting before sitting in her spot. 'This is pretty nice. Though it's weird being in the air and not being a pegasus.' she mused, looking out of her station. She narrowed her eyes watching the sky's horizon. 'Hmm..." she thought. 'Hope they are friendlies...'

[Concep 46]

((Sorry that I haven't posted, been busy today.))

 

"What kind of fighters are they? Could you tell?" I question Traveller.

 

I begin checking instruments to see if we have the right altitude and fuel to evade them, if necessary. "If we try to evade these guys, we'll be running on fumes when we're landing." I look at Night Comb, "If we continue on our current path and manage to get away from the fighters," I pause, "Or shoot them down. We'll still have to recon our objective with little to no fuel to return back positively." 

 

I re-check the cockpit's instruments over again and confirm my belief.

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb checked over the instruments. 'We can't evade. Stay on course. Traveller, Golden! Get ready to shoot.' He said with a frustrated sigh. If they were hit somewhere critical, they'd be bailing out over griffon territory that was miles behind the front line.

 

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'I can't tell...they're extremely fast though.' Traveller answered as he loaded his guns and took aim. They would dive down and attack, then disappear before trying again. Traveller would try to get as many hits as possible before then.

[Concep 46]

@@Delernil

 

"I would'n be surprised if there were more around..." Suspicion in my voice as I scan the skies, hoping for no more besides the flight already out there. "Dammit to Hell, I bet they sent us out to see what we'd come up against."

 

You guys better be some damn good shots, I think to myself with a frown, What crappy way to start the next part of my tour.

[Nuclear Neurotic 56]

Nuclear bit her lip nervously, She was expecting a fight, but now that it was actually happening she was a little frightened. 'Oh Celestia..' she thought, furrowing her brow as her yellow eyes watched the suspicious aircraft.

 

The gray mare breathed slowly, her hooves hovering over her controls in case of a confrontation.

[Delernil 952]

Night Comb breathed slowly. He had rarely flown against fighters. All of them had been concentrated far south of where he was based. He tensed up as he realized they were nearly there. 'Ok, Nuclear. Get ready to photograph but keep your hooves near your gun.' He ordered. 'Traveller, anything?'

 

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Travelled gulped. The black dots were getting bigger again. 'Theyre here.' He said flatly S he aimed his machine gun and waited for them to come into range.

[longgone 873]

Golden Age felt his heart skip a beat. "You said 2 o' clock, aye? It's a bloody tail gun, not a turret!"

Despite this, he primed his weapon. And aimed it as far left as it would go. Hoping to catch them if they chose to swing by the rear after their pass. He didn't know the science of bullet compensation, so he hoped and prayed he had tracer rounds.

[Concep 46]

@@Delernil, , @Nuclear Neurotic

 

"Traveller, once one passes, don't track it, fire on the next one. It'll take you too much time to keep turning back and may cost the plane if you do." I re-situate my flak jacket, I just hope the armor on the plane doesn't fail now. 

 

I look out through over the front, the planes soon become obvious, and soon come into range of the .50s. "Fire, Traveller, fire!" I spurt into the mic, hoping he wouldn't freeze up in a time like this.

Edited February 14, 2014 by Concep