Thu Jan 13, 2005 7:12 am
Just a small story
"Civilian heavy fighter squadron. You just showed up on our scope, please submit your designation."
Hans ignored the request and flew towards Pueblo station whith heavy calmness, the longer they could distract control, the better a chance they would have at this raid.
"I repeat, civilian heavy fighter squadron. Submit your designation."
Again he kept his silence. Hans adjusted the direction and flew towards the brigde of the large mining station. "This is my last warning! Submit your designation or we Will open fire!"
Behind the darkened glass Hans could almost see the studying eyes of the control operative, but nobody could look back, a great feeling of power.
the operative took his mike and spoke. "You've had your chance! All turrets, open fire!"
seconds after the bridge where blown to bits by the devastating fire of four barrager mkII's.
Hans turned the nose of his hawk up and lit the thruster, just escaping a couple of shots from the base's heavy turrets.
"Hans, we are taking on the police, you take care of the turrets!" said his right wing John Malesta
"Roger" he quickly replied while making a few loops to escape the deadly lasers
out the front window he could see how a few patriots where blown to peices by his fellow flyers.
He made a fast dive onto one of the turrets and destroyed it with a few barrages barragers, (hehe) then quickly braking off. It wouldnt be long before the LSF would arrive, hopefully his own reinforcements would be here before that, or they would be in big trouble.
another turret smoked under the might of his guns.
Some patriots and a few Defenders arrived through the tradelance from battleship (i cant remember the name of that.)
He took out another turret and his shield was almost down on half capacity
his radio scrathced and the voice of dean jamoloki rised through "Damn, the LSF is here, where is Carter?"
"He's right here!"
10 Bloodhounds and 2 wolfhounds cruised into the action
Damn, too tired, must make new chapter
Hans ignored the request and flew towards Pueblo station whith heavy calmness, the longer they could distract control, the better a chance they would have at this raid.
"I repeat, civilian heavy fighter squadron. Submit your designation."
Again he kept his silence. Hans adjusted the direction and flew towards the brigde of the large mining station. "This is my last warning! Submit your designation or we Will open fire!"
Behind the darkened glass Hans could almost see the studying eyes of the control operative, but nobody could look back, a great feeling of power.
the operative took his mike and spoke. "You've had your chance! All turrets, open fire!"
seconds after the bridge where blown to bits by the devastating fire of four barrager mkII's.
Hans turned the nose of his hawk up and lit the thruster, just escaping a couple of shots from the base's heavy turrets.
"Hans, we are taking on the police, you take care of the turrets!" said his right wing John Malesta
"Roger" he quickly replied while making a few loops to escape the deadly lasers
out the front window he could see how a few patriots where blown to peices by his fellow flyers.
He made a fast dive onto one of the turrets and destroyed it with a few barrages barragers, (hehe) then quickly braking off. It wouldnt be long before the LSF would arrive, hopefully his own reinforcements would be here before that, or they would be in big trouble.
another turret smoked under the might of his guns.
Some patriots and a few Defenders arrived through the tradelance from battleship (i cant remember the name of that.)
He took out another turret and his shield was almost down on half capacity
his radio scrathced and the voice of dean jamoloki rised through "Damn, the LSF is here, where is Carter?"
"He's right here!"
10 Bloodhounds and 2 wolfhounds cruised into the action
Damn, too tired, must make new chapter