79 years later, another human touches down in Equestria.
79 years has passed, so did Jacob Wilson's time. Equestria remained as classified in his world, and Jacob never told anyone about it, none except his grandson: Lance Wilson. This young man is a daredevil, same as his old man! Lance was in RAF, piloting a F-35B "Lighting" II. After the extraterrestrials invaded Earth, Lance and wing-man were ordered to stop the enemy Air Force. They have accidentally went into Equestria again! Now meeting the characters his grandfather told him about, Lance had a new destiny: defend this beautiful land against the evil aliens. Join Lance and the new mane six as they fight the invaders with awesome modern weapons! (Yup it's getting from WW2 to Modern Warfare!)
Prologue: The Invasion & Welcome back to Equestria
They came in so sudden, they butchered our men as if they're nothing. It all started during an Extraterrestrial Research by NASA, they've been searching through the outer space hoping to find what they seek. They did, but not in a way they expected.
August 13, 2019, just a week after the first contact, they came. In full forces. Then they attacked.
More than 15,000 were slaughtered that day, 5,000 were armed forces and the rest were just civilians. It's a massacre. These aliens took down Manhattan, New York, and the entire country of America. They'll continue advance towards west, until they reach Asia. Some of them advanced north-east, towards UK, and when they did, Earth will burn... Our Prime Minister declared war on these extraterrestrial mothers**kers. But the tide of the war did not go well, these aliens have more advanced technologies than us... But that doesn't mean we just sit there and wait for death to come... we fight these shits, each kills means less aliens, we have to kill as many as possible. But will we win? That's... a good question. I sure hope we do.
My name is Lance Wilson. A 22 year-old Pilot of the RAF, aka Royal Air Force.
When I was young, my grandfather used to tell me stories every night before I go to bed. He is a great story teller, but what I enjoyed and wondered the most, is his fight during world war 2, in a place called Equestria. He'd only told me about it, never anyone else, he said it was too dangerous for the world to know and he trusted only me. I loved his story, especially the part where his Griffon friend name Gallus saves his two friends from the hellfire of the battlefield and the award ceremony. He even showed me the medals he received from Winston Churchill.
Time can be merciless.
Last year, very unfortunate, my grandfather passed away. Peacefully in his sleep.
I still remembers the stories he used to tell me, the same old hilarious jokes. He's my star, the guide of my life, and the fist human to ever go to a place outside Earth. Equestria.
Before he passed, he always wanted to go back to Equestria, to see his friends one last time. But it never came true.
I carried on his dream. I have this small bag on my necklace, it contains a small piece of my grandfather's ash. I followed his footstep and became a pilot of the RAF. I wanted to make my old man proud of me.
I fly a F-35B "Lighting" II, a fifth gen stealth point strike fighter. And I nicknamed it 'Gallus', because he's my favorite from the stories grandfather told me about, and also to honor my old man.
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(3rd POV)
"Trigger, this is Warhawk, any sign of the bogeys?"
"Negative, Warhawk, god knows where did these f**kers went."
Trigger is Lance's codename, while Warhawk was the codename for his best buddy and friend; Richard K Johnson, an former USAF captain, after the fall of North America, Richard went to UK, joined the RAF and continue his vengeance on the aliens, who murdered his wife and children including many of his men.
They're currently on a recon mission, to scout the aliens' route. But this is a recon mission, so they got orders not to engage unless told to. Warhawk knows about Lance. Everyone in the RAF should know by now that Lance Wilson is a bloody daredevil.
Last time on a mission, Lance attempted to ram himself into an alien cruiser, but luckily, that cruiser retreated before he could hit it. He was bencfrom 'Gallus' for three weeks. Pain in his ass.
And this time, the control center told Warhawk to keep an eye on this crazy son of a b**ch.
Suddenly, Lance's radar began to beep.
"Four bogeys, 3 o'clock, angels 35 and descending; coming in hot!" Lance said.
"It could be UAVs from some other countries." Richard replied.
"Or aliens, com' on, let's check it out." Lance pulled his jet toward bogeys, Richard sighed before following his flight leader.
"Trigger, remember the orders; we do not engage unless we're attacked first." he reminded his friend.
"Yeah, yeah, enough with that shit." Lance muttered.
Suddenly, both RWRs on Richard and Lance's F-35 began to scream, they knew this sounded too well.
"Shit! We're locked! Deploy countermeasures!" Lance shouted as they both deployed flares while performing a barrel roll. A split second later, two plasma beams flew by their jets in incredible speed.
"Holy cow that was close." Richard sighed.
"Now we're attacked, let's go kill those fuckers." Lance said as he locked onto one of the starfighters, the HUD flashed 'in range', indicating that the AMRAAM had a lock. "Fox 3."
SWOOSH!!!
The AMRAAM was fired from the weapon bay, flying towards the starfighter at Mach 4.
The starfighter was hit on the left wing, it stumbled before erupting into strange green flames.
"Splash 1." Lance replied with a bit of excitement in his voice.
But his happiness did not last long.
The remaining three star fighters suddenly zoomed pass them and got onto their tails, their pulse-laser cannons firing in an intense fire rate, probably faster than the Vulcan.
"GOD DAMN IT!" Richard yelled, "ON YOUR SIX! SHAKE IT OFF!!!"
"TRYIN TO!!! THEY'RE TOO DAMN FAST!!!" Lance yelled back.
Lance felt his jet rumbled for a moment, he turned and saw his left wing smoking and leaking fuel. He's been hit.
"I'm hit! On my left wing!" Lance shouted, "Not a critical one, just the fuel leaking."
Lance then pushed his speed lever forward, reaching the speed of 1,200 kph, breaking the sound barrier. However it takes more than supersonic to shake off the starfighter. According to the actual combat info, this starfighter can go hypersonic in the atmosphere, outer space? Lightspeed cruising.
"I guess this is it." Richard said.
"NO IT'S NOT!!!" Lance screamed as he shut the throttle, brakes out and pulled up, got into a quick two-circle, at last getting onto the tail of the star fighter. He then tried to missile lock him, but the distant is too close, so he decided to use the 25mm GAU-22 cannon mounted on his jet.
BLRRR.
The star fighter's engine was torn to pieces as it exploded mid-air.
"WHOO!!!" Lance cried as he flew past the dead star fighter.
Suddenly, before he and Richard could react, a bright light beam coming from the skies above directly hit them both, it's so bright that both pilots screamed in agony as the light stand their eyes. After a brief moment, Lance was the first to open his eyes. But what he saw made his jaws dropped.
"Um... Lance?" Richard asked, a bit confused, "Is it just me, or we're flying above Vietnam?"
Before they could say anything, two shadows zoomed pass them, both in supersonic.
"Whoa! What the fuck was that?!" Richard exclaimed.
"The hell? F-4 phantoms?" Lance frowned as he saw the two incoming jets, "Shouldn't they be wrecked? The bloody hell are they doing here?"
A new voice popped into the radio, interrupting them both.
"This is the Equestrian Air Force speaking, you're entering the restricted airspace; indicate your ID, nationality, and the purpose of your flight. Leave immediately, leave immediately!" definitely male voice.
"The hell is Equestrian Air Force?" Richard asked.
"Equestrian... I heard it somewhere before..." Lance muttered. He suddenly jerked up. "EQUESTRIAN?!"
"This is Equestrian Air Force speaking, last warning, leave or you'll be fired upon." the voice spoke again, more serious this time. The F-4 wingman flew past the two aircrafts, while dumping flares and showing their arrangements; old-fashioned Sparrows.
"Son of a bitch! Just who the fuck you think you are?!" Richard growled.
"WAIT!" Lance switched to Phantom's radio channel and said, "Don't shoot! We mean no harm!"
'Indicate your ID, nationality, and purpose of your flight." The voice repeated.
"This is the British Royal Air Force pilot Lance Wilson speaking," Lance said, "we did not come here on purpose, we were engaging our enemies when suddenly we flew into this light beam. And next thing we know is flying above this forest with you guys."
The F-4 Phantom pilot who spoke froze. He is a Griffon with blue colored feathers on his chest and belly. It had been 20 years since he heard 'British Royal Air Force". From a man called Jacob Wilson. And this human is called Lance Wilson. Could it be?
"Alright, level out." he spoke through the radio to his wingman. "RAF pilot Lance, your jet's been damaged, follow us to our air field for repair."
Then the Phantoms switched course and went north. With the F-35s following them.
"What? We just follow them like that?" Richard asked, "Do you have any idea where we are and what are those... things on the Phantoms?"
"I believe I do," said Lance as he touched the little bag on his necklace, "grandfather, we're back in Equestria, at last." he smiled, "As for that 'thing' on the Phantom, it's a he. And he is a friend."
"What?" Richard was totally confused.
"Just wait till we hit the air field," Lance said, smirking, "I'll tell you the story."
The Equestrian Air Force's F-4E Phantom II
(Okay, ever since Jacob left, the technology in Equestria continued to advance. After Twilight became the new ruler of Equestria, jets entered service in the Equestrian Air Force. They continued to improve their jets and are currently flying the F-4 Phantoms.)
Lance still couldn't believe that this is happening, he is in Equestria. This is also his grandfather's greatest wish. And now they're here, Jacob's soul can finally rest in peace.
Lance and Richard followed the two Equestrian F-4 Phantoms until he saw an air base up ahead. The two Phantoms lowered their air speed and attitude and went for landing. "RAF pilot Lance and you wingman, runway's clear to land." The Griffon pilot said after he and his wingman glided on the taxiway.
Lance lowered the air speed and began to slowly lower the attitude, Richard followed. Lance lined up with the runway as he extended the landing gears. The F-35s gently touched the ground, the wheels screeched as the jet fighter came to a stop after gliding for a short distance. Immediately armed guards with assault rifles came in and surrounded the F-35s.
Lance opened the hatch and took off his mask, he used the ladder to get down from the tall jet fighter. As he landed, he noticed some eyes narrowed at him suspiciously. The Griffon pilot who escorted them here stepped forward, he looks like he's in his early 20s, three blue feathers with golden tips sticks out from his head, he wore a black sunglasses, which reminded Lance about that one guy killin everything in his Tomcat.
"Name is Gallus," he said, reaching out his talon, "Captain of the Equestrian Air Force's Thunderbolt fighter squadron."
"Wait! You're Gallus?!" Lance's eyes widened, "Where are my manners? My name is Lance Wilson, that's my wing man Richard K Johnson."
"You... know about me?" Gallus narrowed his eyes.
"Why yes, my grandfather told me so much about you when he fought alongside in the second world war." Lance said.
Gallus froze, he took off his sunglasses, revealing two blue eyes, widened, "Excuse me?" he asked, "Repeat that."
"My grandfather, told me about you. he's a second world war veteran." Lance repeated.
"His name?"
"Jacob Wilson."
Gallus swore he wanted to outburst. His face is full of shock, surprised, and happiness.
"Ah ha!" he suddenly laughed, making Lance jump, "No wonder you look familiar! Dear Twilight, I never knew he had a grandson! Wait till I tell her majesty."
"So grandfather is true..." Lance smiled. Gallus noticed the small bag on his necklace, for some reason he begin to feel uneasy.
"So, Lance, mind telling me what's in that bag?" he asked.
Lance's face changed from excitement to saddened, Gallus begin to regret asking this.
"It's... it's his..." Lance's voice is filled with sorrow, "It's... Jacob's ash..."
Gallus grabbed Lance by his collar, "WHAT?!"
"Jacob... he's dead." Lance sighed, "Of old age. Last year, in his sleep. He died peacefully. And his last wish is to see you guys again. So I carried this small bag that contains part of his ash, to finish what he started."
"What.... I... how..." Gallus couldn't accept that his friend, comrade, who fought alongside him 20 years ago, is... gone.
"It had been 79 years after 1940." Lance said, "And Equestria has a different time table than Earth."
"Well... May he rest in peace." Gallus said, changing the subject, "Since you're here, I'm taking you to Canterlot, to meet Princess Twilight."
"Princess twilight? You mean the Alicorn Princess of Friendship Jacob told me about?" Lance asked.
"That's her alright." Gallus answered, "Follow me."
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"Wow, you really have some good techs." Richard said as he and Lance followed Gallus into the air base.
"Thanks to Jacob, who gave us the techs, we are able to research some further technologies." Gallus explained, "We researched Jets 13 years ago, here's our first and ever supersonic jet fighter: E-100 Super Sabre." he said as he showed the humans a single-engine jet fighter with a gap on its nose, and a pair of swept back wings.
Lance and Richard chuckled at that name.
"What's the matter?" Gallus asked.
"Well, we have a similar jet fighter back home called the F-100 Super Sabre, it's the same as this." Lance explained.
Gallus nodded, "Our technologies were inspired by humans, there's some similarities."
As they continue to explore the air base, they also learned how advanced Equestria had become. The Hippogriffian Navy had built their first aircraft-carrier and entered service last year; the USS Novo, along with their new carrier-based aircraft; the H-14 Tomcat. The Kirins, started their own military forces and called it KLA (Kirins Liberation Army), but due to lack of materials and experience, they have to build their jet fighters based on the Dragon Air Force's Drak-21, which they modified and renamed it J-7. The Changelings, had their own Air Force too: Armed with F/E-15 and F/E-16s from the Equestrian Air Force. As for the Griffon Air Force, they researched and built their first home-made jet fighter: Gri-39 jet fighter. Their military vehicles were just like the Earth military vehicles but with different names.
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Canterlot was different from before; HUGE different. It reminded Lance of London. The cars, looked like the ones from 1930s, but it's good enough for the ponies. Though Lance heard about Canterlot from Jacob, seeing it with his own eyes was more accurate than the stories.
Soon, they arrived at the castle. Gallus showed the royal guards his ID and they let them in.
Richard, however was completely stunned by how beautiful this castle is, he'll get use to it. Lance is looking at the colorful windows, each shows the important events happened in Equestrian history. Lance also heard their stories from Jacob, and this is the reason why he liked them so much.
Finally, they arrived at the Throne room.
"All right, her majesty is in there, please show some respect." Gallus said as he opened the two tall doors, revealing a huge room with colorful decorations all around it.
In the end of the hall was a tall throne, a purple alicorn was on it, she had a motherly smile.
"Your majesty." Gallus bowed, so did Lance and Richard.
"Please stand, Gallus, and I see that you brought two humans." She smiled at them, "It had been a while since I last saw one."
"Your majesty, I found them in their jet flying into our air space, then I escorted them to the air base." Gallus said, "This is Lance and Richard. By the way your majesty, Lance has a special relationship with Jacob Wilson."
Twilight raised her eyebrows, "What is it?"
This time, Lance spoke, "Your majesty, I'm Lance Wilson, Jacob Wilson's grandson."
Now it's Twilight's turn to be surprised.
"Jacob had a grandson? Already?" she asked, "It had only been 20 years, though."
"On Earth, it had been almost 79 years, your majesty." Richard said.
"Wow, that was some time swift," Twilight said, "by the way Lance, how's your grandfather?"
"He... passed away in his sleep last year, peacefully." Lance said as he looked down.
Twilight gasped, both shocked and saddened to hear her friend's passing.
"I'm very sorry Lance," she sighed, "I remember the last time I saw him, he wished to see me again..."
"For this reason I have part of his ashes in my bag on my necklace," Lance said, "and now, his wish came true, though he never saw you again, but I believe his soul already did."
Twilight nodded, "It's sad to hear that an old friend of mine passed, but he must be very proud of you Lance, and by the way, call me Twilight."
"So is there any way to sent me and Richard home?" Lance asked.
"Seems like you're in the same situation as your grandfather," Twilight sighed, "unfortunately, no. We don't know when the portal will open again. Is Earth all right?"
"Sadly no," Lance sighed, "we are at war again, other beings from outer space invaded our home. I was fighting them with Richard when we're teleported here."
"That's... unfortunate to hear Lance." Twilight said in a sympathetic tone.
"We should talk about this at another time." Richard said, "First we have to figure out what can we do to adjust our new lives here."
"Since you both are RAF pilots, how about serving the Equestrian Air Force and the others? Like traveling around the nations and teach them your ways of flying?" Twilight suggested.
"Sounds good." Lance smiled.
"Good, then I officially announce you both as the Pilots of the Equestrian Air Force, and have the rights to go around the nations and teach them." Twilight said, "And Gallus, during their stay, mind to be their guide?"
"It'd be my honor, your majesty." Gallus said.
And with that problem handled, Lance and Richard will begin their amazing adventure in the world of Equestria, and beyond. Their first destination of world traveling teaching will be at the Hippogriffian Navy, on board the USS Novo, where they'll meet with Terramar, younger brother of Silverstream and an elite pilot.
Unknown by Lance, a huge destiny awaits him, and his friends...
Lance's first flight in Equestria is actually NOT inside Equestria. Because he'll be going to Mt. Aris. Not too long ago, Lance received a letter from the Hippogriffian Navy, saying that he's welcomed too heck their Navy out, also a special guest will be welcoming him. And of course, lance accepted.
The next morning, right after breakfast, Lance went to the train station with Gallus. From the talk he got from Gallus, Lance learned that the Hippogriffian Navy is somehow similar to the US Navy, they have a fleet called the "Ponific Fleet" which reminded Lance about the Americans' "Pacific Fleet." He also learned that the Hippogriffian Navy is the first to build an Aircraft-Carrier, which surprised Lance. He'd never been on a carrier before, but he did witness a Super Hornet in action during an air show he watched; how the Super Hornet takeoff and landing on the carrier is truly a sight to see. Now he had a chance to actually go ON an Aircraft-Carrier.
After a hour of traveling, the train finally arrived the Mt. Aris station. Lance is astonished by the look of how beautiful it is.
Right after they departed from the train station, Lance and Gallus were greeted by a certain pink and blue-white maned female bubbly hippogriff. Lance could tell that Gallus have some special relationship with this hippogriff went they hugged and kissed.
"Lance, this is my marefriend, SIlverstream. Silver, this is the human I've been telling you about." Gallus introduced.
"OMG! You must be the grandson of the human that fought with us 20 years ago!" SIlverstream exclaimed, "I've always wanted to meet you!"
"Wow! I'm actually shaking hands... er... claws with an actual, living hippogriff!" Lance also exclaimed, just something about him; his watched Harry Potter and was obsessed with Hippogriffs.
"Alright, now let's move on." Gallus said, "You don't wanna miss the Hippogriffian Living Legend."
Lance raised an eyebrow, "A living legend? Like from Top Gun?"
"What?"
"Tell you later, by the way, who's this 'living legend'?" Lance asked.
They reached the Hippogriffian Navy Bay, once again Lance is shocked by how advance they are. There's cruisers, destroyers, cargo ships, and an old, retired Battleship that looked a lot like the Iowa-Class Battleship. But what amazed and surprised him the most is a huge military ship that has Tomcats on them.
"Silverstream, is that what I think it is?" Lance asked.
"Yup! You're looking at our famous USS Novo Aircraft-Carrier! Our first career!"
"Are these Tomcats?" Lance asked the hippogriff. The answer is just as he expected, "Yup, but what we called it is H-14 "Sea Gull", but Tomcat does sounds cool though."
They passed a few guards, showed them the ID and they let them in. For a split second Lance thought that he was onboard the CVN-78 Fort class; USS Novo has so many similarities to it. Except they uses H-14 instead of Super Hornets. Lance just thought it funny how their technologies are just like Earth's but its like during the 80s.
"We'll show you around USS Novo later," Silverstream said, "Somegriff is up there waiting for you."
"Who's that 'somegriff'?" Lance asked.
"You'll see."
They got on an elevator and moved up to the top floor of the carrier. Immediately right after they came out, Lance is once again stunned. On the runway were two H-14s, their landing gears were tied up and ready to blast off. The pilot in the cockpit gave the instructor a thumbs-up (Claws-up?) and the instructor returned it. Then he chattered something to his radio. A minute later, he nodded and gave the pilot the sign of take off sequence. Suddenly, he bend down low and raised his right claws straight, that's the signal. Immediately the H-14 blasted forward as it left a trail of afterburner. After a few second of gliding, it took off into the air.
Lance thought about the scenes from Top Gun, hey it's just like from the movie! He suddenly realized.
"Silverstream, where that 'somegriff" at" Lance asked.
"He's coming down!"
Immediately Lance looked to where SIlverstream was pointing, and saw a H-14 with a Eagle logo on its left wing. The H-14 started to lower its altitude and the tail hook. Its landing gears were deployed and made a loud screech the moment it touched the ground. The tailhook did the rest of the job, it caught the arresting wire and came to an immediate stop. The Hippogriffs rushed forward, putting the ladders next to the cockpit. The cockpit opened to reveal a young male hippogriff with white feathers and greenish blue feathers on his head and tails.
He climbed off the ladder and walks towards them, he took off his helmet and revealed...
"Terramar!" Silverstream squeak as she rushed forward for a sibling hug.
"Hey Silver!" the hippogriff known as Terramar smiled and hugged back. He saw Lance.
"Oh, and you must be the human I heard from Gallus," he said as he came forward, offering a claw shake, "I'm Terramar, Silverstream's brother and the Captain of the Top Wings squadron."
Lance returned the hand---claw shake, "Nice to meet you Terramar, I'm Lance. By the way, you reminded me of Tom Cruise from Top Gun."
He cocked his head, "Never heard of him, but he sounds cool."
Lance chuckled, "Heh heh, you'll get it, so, you fly this Sea Gull?"
"Yup, it has a name: Maverick." Terramar said proudly. Lance nearly jumped. Yup, This dude is the Hippogriffan Top Gun, he thought.
"Lance, Terramar will be your guide on USS Novo, I've some other work to do, see ya!" Silverstream said before taking off with Gallus. Lance smirked, already knew what she meant by "Work". Terramar then led Lance throughout the Aircraft carrier. Introducing some sections on the ship, when they came to the main control room, Lance saw everygriff in the room, chatting, checking, and... sweating... Of course.
He then told Terramar about Top Gun, which he was really amused and interested.
"Huh, this Tom Cruise does sound a bit like me. So our H-14 is called F-14 Tomcat in your world? Sounds cooler than Sea Gull." Terramar said, "And you mentioned a song called 'Danger Zone'? May I..."
"Of course." Lance said as he took out his phone and searched the MV he downloaded, which Terramar looked more interested. He clicked on "Play", and the classic rock begin to rock them both,
"Wow, so that's your version of the H-14?" Terramar asked, his tone sounded excited, "This Top Gun does seemed like a great movie, can we watch it later?"
"Why yes, Terramar. This is my first time onboard of an Aircraft-Carrier, just like the one back on Earth. All you need is some Super Hornets." once stated, which dragged Terramar's attention, "Super Hornet?"
"Oh, these are fighter jets that can also go on an Aircraft-Carrier." Lance explained, "They're more advanced than H-14 though. Their full name is called F/A-18 Super Hornet, twin-engined, fourth-generation, carrier-capable, and a multirole fighter. It carriers a 20mm Vulcan cannon, air-to-air missiles, air-to-surface missiles, and can carry up to five external fuel tanks. Its max air speed can go up to Mach 1.8, which is 1,190 miles per hour." Lance explained, while Terramar looked in awe.
"I should tell this to my dad, he's the boss of the Hippogriffian Navy." He said, "Those Super Hornets might be a great help to us someday."
"Yeah, you'll probably need some Super Hornets in the future." Lance agreed.
They spend the rest of their day going around the Hippogriffian Navy Bay, introducing many other military ships. Lance is amazed by how powerful the Hipporgiffian Navy is, if the Super Hornets have being manufactured and entered service, than the Hippogriffians should be in the leading point in the world's military compilation.
Lance would spend few more days at the Hippogriffian Navy before going to his next destination. But little do he know, that trouble and conflict is slowly approaching the peaceful land, and soon, this world would be at war, not with each other, but with another race from outer space.....
(Heads up! The real dogfighting begins in the next chapter!)
The next day, Lance and Terramar got up real early, they finally have some action to do. Yesterday, the Hippogriffian Intelligence Agency had reported that mysterious creatures that walk in two legs and weird body shape had been spotted near Mt. Aris since Lance's arrival, and also, many small aircraft; suspected to be unknown fighter jets were also reported to be circling their borders, and the ones piloting them is the same creatures spotted at Mt. Aris. After hearing this, Lance's face went darkened.
"What's wrong?" Terramar asked.
"It's these guys again..." he mumbled.
"Uh... Who?"
"These creatures; they're the ones that invaded Earth," Lance explained, "and if they came here, then there's only one reason. An invasion."
"These creatures are ruthless, cold-blooded, and kills without blinking. Actually, this isn't the first time they came to my planet." Lance explained, grabbing everyone's attention, "These guys came in almost 80 years ago, but it this world it's 20 years ago. Our Prime Minister at that time, Winston Churchill made contact with them. They can travel through time, they agreed to help us win the battle of Britain as long as we agree to send our natural resources to them. As promised, these aliens brought back many items from the future; for example, my grandfather's Spitfire MK.V. This is only known to the Prime Minister himself and my grandfather. Unfortunately, after a while, our country needed the resources after the German bombarded London, our capital city of Great Britain. We got into a disagreement with these aliens, they then broke the promise and decided to help the Nazis. And they brought them many weapons from their future such as StG 44s, Panzerfaust, and MG42s, etc. But still, when the war ended with the allies victory in 1945, these aliens vanished without a trace. Now, they appeared again, which can mean only one thing; total imperialization."
The briefing room fell silent, if Lance's words are true, then they're in danger of being imperialized. These aliens have technologies that can easily crush them. But something isn't right, if these aliens have their own ships, then why did they decide to fly their fighter jets?
Suddenly, a hippogriff ran into the briefing room, panting, and panicking, "Ad... Admiral Sky Beak! Our radar spotted at least 20 unidentified fighter jets coming in from 2 o'clock fast! We send them a radio chat but did not receive any message."
Admiral Sky Beak immediately made his decision, "All units! Scramble! Get to your positions! All pilots take off immediately! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!"
Terramar and Lance shared a glance before going to the deck. The deck of USS Novo is busy but not messy, ground crews and pilots checking their H-14s, getting into cockpits, starting up, and taking off. Everything is in order, which surprised Lance, they're just like the American Navy, their sign-languages, their ways of take off, it's just like an alternative version of them.
Terramar got into his H-14 "Maverick", Lance followed as his RIO. Just not long ago, Terramar requested his father, admiral Sky Beak to let Lance come with him since Lance flew an F/A-18 before an F-35B, which Sky Beak agreed after thinking about it carefully.
Lance got the backseat while Terramar is the main pilot. He checked the wings, flappers, hook, wingtips, and weapon systems. After that, Lance gave a thumbs up at the instructors on the deck next by, then stretched his fingers out and pointed forward. The instructor saw the signal and signaled the others.
Terramar received the order to take off, he pushed the airspeed brake to the max. The twin-engines roared as purple-orange flames burst from the open of the engines. The landing gears were hooked, vapors flooding out, "Maverick" is ready to take the sky.
The instructor bends down his right hoof into a 90 degrees angle, his left knee touched the ground also at a 90 degrees angle, his back straight, left claws behind his back, and right claw outstretched, pointing at the end of the bow. Lance knew what's gonna happen next. He braced himself.
SPLOOSH!!!
The entire body "Maverick" blasted forward towards the bow, its speed raised from 0 to 150 miles per hour. Lance felt a huge force push him dead on his seat.
"Maverick" slightly tilted back as the fighter jet airborne, then, just like he expected, Terramar did a barrel roll.
"You always have to do that?" Lance asked.
"Duh!" Terramar replied.
Outside the cockpit, three more H-14s formed up behind "Maverick", the H-14s formed an arrow formation, which is really cool once you look at them from above. My screen started to beep a little, a found the data of the location of the unidentified aircraft sent by the crews on USS Novo.
"Terramar, I've got the data, I'm getting them to the other griffs," Lance said as he connected the other H-14s in formation. He then switched the radio that connects to the other H-14s.
"Alright, I've sent the data to you boys, report to me if you got' em," Lance said.
"Affirmative."
"Positive."
"Got it."
Lance then closed the radio, he turned towards Terramar, "We're ready to go, hit the road!" Terramar shook the wingtips of "Maverick" as he flew towards the airspace of the unidentified aircraft, followed by the rest of the birds. Lance felt the body of the plane began to rumble, as if its gonna fall apart. A few seconds later, a circle of white cloud formed at the point where the cockpit and the rest of the body met, then, everything became still and silence. Lance looked out the canopy, the wings of the 'Tomcat' is no longer visible, bended all the way back as it entered a supersonic cruise,
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(Lance's POV)
After about 15 minutes of flying, we're getting closer to the suspected airspace. There's one question bugging me: Why don't these aliens use their advanced fighters instead of... jets? And what are they planning?
"Attention Jigsaws," I heard Terramar spoke through the radio; Jigsaw being our callsigns, "we're approaching the targeted airspace, about 20 nautical miles, stay sharp."
I checked the radar and began to scan the surrounding airspace, checking to see if the unidentified aircraft air anywhere near. Our squadron began to circle the airspace, scanning every possible location, but found nothing yet.
Suddenly, my radar bleeped, I checked the screen and it showed 5 dots forming an offensive formation coming at us at 12 o'clock.
Terramar must've saw this to, he immediately ordered the Jigsaws to fly in defensive formation, "Tally 4! 12 o'clock, angels 34 comin' in hot! Jigsaw 1 and 2, lead the formation, Jigsaw 3,4, and 5, on us!" He then flew the plane in-front of Jigsaw 3, 4, and 5, between Jigsaw 1 and 2. As we got closer to the unidentified aircrafts, their shapes and sizes begin to come clear.
"Bandits are Mig-29s, or in your world calls it Drak-29." I said, frowning, "What are these bastards planning? Kill themselves using our planes?"
"Whatever they're planning they won't success," Terramar said, "I'll make sure of that." He then began to gain a lock on the Migs. (Yeah I'll call them the Migs so we don't get confused.) The long and low humming of the missile lock system filled my ears; it's just like training back on Earth, but this time, it's an actual air-to-air combat. We don't shoot dummies, we shoot a living thing inside a jet. Luckily, Terramar had been in a few actual combat before so he knew about his actions.
Suddenly, those five dots ignited their afterburners and zoomed right pass us, immediately the other jIgsaws began to curse.
"Holy shit!"
"Son of a bitch!"
"Crazy motherf**kers!"
"Fulcrums! Engage!" Terramar orders as he tiled the jet's nose towards the targets. He locked onto a Mig-29's rear and activated the missile lock.
Once the loud beep came up, Terramar pressed the pickle, "Fox 2."
SWOOSH!
I heard a distant loud swoosh, and turned and saw an AiM-9 Sidewinder flew out of the wing-tip and lunged at the Mig-29. I saw the Mig-29 popped flares and began to maneuver, trying to dodge the incoming Sidewinder, but due to the close distance between "Maverick" and the Mig-29, the flares did pulled Sidewinder a bit to the right, but it still hit the right wing-tip of the Mig-29. An explosion withs scraps flying everywhere, the Mig-29 began to lose attitude and fell into an unstoppable spin. No pilots can eject while their jet is in a spin. It crashed down and erupted into flames.
Guess these aliens have to get use to the jets.
"Splash 1!"
Suddenly, RWR began to scream in the cockpit, I turned my head and saw a Mig-29 on our 6 O'clock, and god I hate that look. Terramar did not panic at all, instead he calmly began to maneuver "Maverick".
"We're locked!" He ordered me, "Countermeasures now!"
I found the 'Flare' section and pressed it. POM! POM! POM! POM! I heard some posing noises and found bright yellow balls ejecting from "Maverick"'s rear, it erupted and danced in flames. Terramar performed a barrel roll to the left, the enemy missile was attracted by the flares and did nothing but exposed a few yards away.
"Hey Terra!" I shouted at him.
"What?" He asked.
"DO the thing!" I continued.
"What thing?"
"SPLIT THE THROTTLE!"
"On the way!"
Terramar extended the 'Tomcat's' left wing as he lit up the right afterburner. Then, I felt the entire plane was bounced up then turned horizontally, now our direction is pointed at the sun, luckily we have our goggles on. I caught the Mig-29 zoomed right past us.
Terramar saw it too, he then lowered the airspeed and pushed the lever forward. Now we have the bandit.
"Too close for missile," Terramar said, "switching to the gun!"
He then pulled the trigger on the lever, I felt the plane shook as some buzzing noise were heard coming from the plane's side. I missed that buzz, M61 Vulcan, I never get tired of hearing that.
BLRRRRRR.....
The rounds got a direct hit on the Mig-29's left engine, causing it to smoke, then an explosion broke out. The Vulcan must've ignited the fuel tank, I thought.
"Adios suckas!" I shouted as I watched the Mig-29 exploded in the mid-air. But this is just the beginning of an intense air-to-air combat, dogfights included.
