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Night Comb steadied the plane. He couldn't look anywhere but forward. He focused on flying.

 

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Traveller aimed the guns at the second plane coming around. He fired them, and red streaks went across the sky. Tracers. He held down the button but they were too fast. The planes swung around again and fired. Bullets ripped into the section between the tail and Traveller. 'Shit!' He cursed as they climbed and he fired again. This time he hit home on the third plane. It burst into flames, leaving three left.


I only love you platonically.

As in plate tectonics.

As in two bodies sliding against each other.

<3

-Makusu

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Golden Age flinched as he heard an felt the bullets rip through the plan a few feet behind him. He caught one coming around the rear. Golden Age fired as the plane rolled into a dive an in attempt to get under its prey. Golden Aged managed to hit the belly as it rolled which resulted in it bursting into flames before him. 

 

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@@Delernil,

 

"I've never seen Griffon planes fly so fast! They must be a new version of the Gale." ((I was just thinking of a code name for the fighters))

 

I see Traveller's kill shoot over the plane in flames and explode on the way down to the ground. Another goes into a dive underneath us as Golden hits home and bits and pieces tear off the plane as the pilot ejects. "But their pilots obviously don't know how to evade that well." I smile slightly beneath my mask.

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'They must be having the same problem. Inexperienced pilots.' Night Comb mused as he watched the kill go down. He knew the plane had been damaged when the fuel gauge read '0' to one of the tanks rigged in the back. 'Damn.' He said, tapping the gauge. The fuel tanks they had created were likely damaged.

 

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Travelled fired his gun once more. Another took a shot to the fuselage. It continued unhurt until he realized the hydraulics must have been hit. The pilot couldn't move his plane. He let out a sigh. 'One left.'


I only love you platonically.

As in plate tectonics.

As in two bodies sliding against each other.

<3

-Makusu

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Golden Age scanned frantically. "Anypony have eyes on the bastard?" he asked.

He quickly tried to think of the possible blind spots that would exist. He hoped he somehow didn't get underneath the bomber. He had no idea how much of a beating a B25 could take, but he knew all planes had a vunerable belly.

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