2237-05-17 - Someone to Pick On

The CAP sees some Raiders and goes to distract them from their target.

Date: 2237-05-17

Location: Over Kannur Province

Related Scenes: None

Plot: Operation: Mission of Mercy

Scene Number: 765

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One constant of the war, no matter where they are, is CAP. Today's patrol is taking them over the lower part of the mountains, territory that was formerly Cylon-controlled but is now back in Colonial hands. Major Webb is leading the patrol.

Settled in the Raptor at the back of the patrol, Tucker and his ECO are pretty relaxed at the moment as they listen to the faint strands of a piano at almost mute as the large bird follows after the Viper patrol in case there's any issues they come across.

CAP is something that Kell has been use to doing ever since he joined the Libran Air Force. The only difference between back then and now is that there are actual Cylons here compared to the clear skies back on Libra. Since they are flying over newly conquered ground, Razor is keeping his eyes peeled since it can be considered contested territory, eyes down at the DRADIS, then eyes to the left of the canopy, then at twelve'o'clock high, then to the right of the canopy. Repeat.

Gwyndolen remains near the front of the formation, humming to herself as they fly. She is on watch, keeping a keen eye out for anything unusual in any sense, but despite her stage of alertness, seems relaxed. It's a lovely day for flying. The fewer Cylons, the lovelier the day.

Pockets, aka Captain Darcy Finch Spadina is in her Viper, tucked neatly into formation with the other pilots as the descend into the airspace of the mointainous region. She keeps her attention split between the instrumentation, and craning to get a look at the ground and terrain off to her side of the formation.

Webb is chatting idly as they fly. "You know the one thing I don't miss about being down on the ground - those damn mosquitos. Frakking bloodsuckers. I thought the ones at Edson were bad with their fever, but these ones - they're like monsters."

Tucker's ECO (Grasshopper) is the first one to notice the blip, but even as he's keying his mic to warn everyone, they're also seeing it on their DRADIS. "Contacts - just over the front. Looks like six Raiders and a Heavy."

Webb looks that way. "Looks like, eh. They're not coming for us - wonder where they're off to. Likely going to bother some boots. Let's go give them someone their own size to pick on." He angles his Viper in that direction.

As the warning goes up on the comms, Tucker turns the radio fully to mute. "Tally ho. As I believe the Virgons would say." there's only a small snort in his his voice as he waits for the Vipers to make the turn before he too is making the turn towards the Cylon patrol, already starting to flip the master arm switches across the weapons panel to bring his systems to life. "Grasshopper, be ready to surpress once missiles are away."

Having flown with the CAG before, Kell is use to the chatter from the superior officer that happens from time to time and as always, the Ensign remains silent, letting it go in one ear and out the other as background noise. His attention remains fixed on the three visual arcs and his DRADIS, all getting an even share of attention. When the blips start appearing, he was about to chime in when this patrol's ECO is a step ahead. When Webb gives the orders, Razor signals an acknowledgement, "Spider, Razor, I copy." With that, he tugs his flight stick slightly so that he can remain in formation with the others, "Do we prioritize the heavy or just cover each other?"

"Copy, I have a mark on raiders bearing 330 high." Darcy echoes the report, reaching to flip a couple of switches in the cockpit as she too veers off after the formation lead to begin an intercept.

"Tally ho," Gwyndolen echoes a little dryly, but adds, more formally, curtly, "Copy," even as she concentrates on her flying, moving to intercept.

"Copy that," Grasshopper replies to Tucker, flipping switches on his console.

"Flats has the missiles, let him focus on the Heavy. Razor, you're with me. Pockets, you're on Knick-Knack's wing," Webb says as they head in for the enemy planes.

"Flight, Flats. Copy that, concentrating on the Heavy. Happy hunting." Already, the pilot is starting to try to vector in on the Heavy. "If you can shake and bake the ones on my ass, that'd be appreciated." Tucker offers up as he frowns, switching to a more aggressive stance to try to vector in on the Heavy to get it out of the flight early.

"Copy Spider." Darcy replies, "Knick-Knack, Ball's in your court, call it. I'll be over your shoulder keeping your tail clear." she says, flicking her cannons to weapons hot and moving to position herself off and to the rear of Knick-Knack's viper, ready to break formation with her.

As the blips grow closer, Kell can begin to make them out visually, as metal specks for now. When Webb gives further assignments, Razor chimes in with another acknowledgement, "Spider, Razor. I copy, I'm on your wing." With that, he cuts speed just slightly so that he remains at the CAG's side and perhaps half a fighter length behind, ready to follow the squadron leader. As the bogeys grow closer, the young Ensign pilot gets more focused, adrenaline pumping through him now as he picks out one to shoot at in the initial head-on pass. Once in range, he presses down on the trigger stub and his autocannons begin to spit out projectiles.

"Copy, Pockets," calls out Gwyndolen almost cheerfully, breaking formation and swooping toward the oncoming planes, shift from pleasant patrol to sudden aggressive attack in a blink of an eye as she zeroes in on her target.

Tucker attacks Heavy1 with Missile and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Cockpit.

CREW HIT! attacks Heavy1 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Arm.

CREW HIT! attacks Heavy1 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Arm.

CREW HIT! attacks Heavy1 with Shrapnel and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Raider3 attacks Tucker with Kew. Stopped by ARMOR on Body.

Raider1 attacks Gwyndolen with Kew and HITS! Graze wound to Nose. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Heavy1 attacks Darcy with Missile but MISSES!

Gwyndolen attacks Raider3 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Body.

Darcy attacks Raider1 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Body.

Raider4 attacks Webb with Kew and HITS! Graze wound to Nose. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Raider2 attacks Webb with Missile but Webb EVADES!

Kell attacks Raider4 with Kew but MISSES!

Cyper1 attacks Kell with Kew but Kell EVADES!

Cyper2 attacks Tucker with Kew but Tucker EVADES!

Webb attacks Raider2 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Body.

// Heavy1 has been KO'd!//

// Raider1 has been KO'd!//

// Raider2 has been KO'd!//

// Raider3 has been KO'd!//

Webb's bird shakes from a small hit to the nose, but he jerks the stick in time to dodge the missile aimed at him. Then he turns the Raider that fired the missile into a shower of sparks and metal. A quick glance around takes in the status of his people before he picks up another target.

The sound of rounds impacting against the armor of the Raptor gets Tucker's attention, but he manages to hold it long enough to send a missile sizzling up into the cockpit of the Heavy, causing it to collapse on itself and go tumbling towards the ground. "How're we holding up, Grasshopper?" After getting his ECO's report, he flips the switch to the rear-facing KEW to engage the Cyper that's still hounding him.

Despite the successes that Kell had in his first two engagements against the Cylons here on Canceron, he is still not a well-seasoned veteran. As he shoots at the enemy, one of the stolen Vipers shoots at him, causing him to jerk his stick away from his intended target. He may have missed the mark on the head-on pass but he manages to roll out of the way of the incoming rounds that would have shredded his bird. A quick look after the pass shows that the enemy is down considerly in numbers, which gives Razor more confidence and now he re-engages the Raider that was after Webb, knowing that the Cypher is still on him.

Fire just grazes the side of Gwyndolen's Viper, but leaves her largely unscathed; she veers away and lands a solid hit on her target, reducing it to flame and twisted metal. Gwyndolen takes quick stock of her surroundings as she retargets, fingers moving over switches. "Nice shooting, Pockets."

"Everything showing green, Flats," Grasshopper reports. "Just dinged us."

"Watch it Knick-Knack one's coming in on you, break left on my mark!" Darcy calls over the comms to her partner, and in those few moments it takes for the oncoming raider to be clear of Gwyndolen's Viper, her cockpit begins bleeping at her, "Heavy 1 has missile lock on me.." She depresses the trigger on her kinetic weapons, firing a clean burst into the enemy Raider, "Deploying countermeasures." the measures prove succesful for the viper pilot, as the oncoming missile is confused and detonates harmlessly, giving her the lattitude to swing back in on Gwyndolen's six. "Any time Knick-Kack, you still okay?"

Tucker attacks Cyper2 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Nose.

Cyper1 attacks Kell with Kew but Kell EVADES EASILY!

Webb attacks Cyper1 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Body.

Gwyndolen attacks Cyper2 with Kew and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cyper2 attacks Tucker with Kew but Tucker EVADES EASILY!

Kell attacks Raider4 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Darcy attacks Cyper2 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Raider4 attacks Webb with Kew but Webb EVADES!

// Cyper2 has been KO'd!//

"Nice shooting, you lot," Webb says, a grudging approval in his voice. "We've got the upper hand now."

The Cylons seem to notice that as well, and instead of attacking they turn tail to run - heading back north into Cylon territory.

"Oh no you don't," Webb says, actually laughing at them out loud. "Run 'em down, flight."

With the KEW chewing up the Cyper on him as the others move in for the kill, Tucker jerks the Raptor easily away from the fire incoming. "Copy that, arming missile, Spider." he calls out, aiming towards the remaining Cyper as he gets tone and lets the missile fly.

With the enemy morale broken, if Cylons even have morale, Kell smells blood and at Webb's encouragement, pushes the thrust level all the way up. His Viper's engines glow even brighter as he begins to pick up speed, in full persuit of the Cylon Raider he managed to graze in his previous burst of fire. As he chases after the disc shaped bandit, Razor tries to keep the targeting reticule steady over the fleeing target and lets loose another barrage of KEW fire.

"I think that one might have scratched my paintwork," replies Gwyndolen, the faintest hint of a laugh in her voice. "Absolutely fine otherwise." She swoops after the fleeing Cylons, targeting the Raider. "Give chase. Hunt that one down."

A burst of Darcy's cannons sinks into the Cyper she followed Gwyndolen in on, not the sort of blow one normally would attribute to a killing blow. "Roger Knick-Knack, if anything starts to feel off break formation and I'll cover you. In the meantime, I've got 10 cubits says I get the killshot on this Raider!"

Kell attacks Raider4 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Wing.

Darcy attacks Raider4 with Kew but Raider4 EVADES EASILY!

Tucker attacks Cyper1 with Missile and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Cockpit.

CREW HIT! attacks Cyper1 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

CREW HIT! attacks Cyper1 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Leg.

CREW HIT! attacks Cyper1 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Head.

Webb attacks Cyper1 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gwyndolen attacks Raider4 with Kew but Raider4 EVADES EASILY!

// Cyper1 has been KO'd!//

"Looks like you'll be ten bits shorter, Pockets," Webb quips. He and Tucker bring down one of the Cylon Vipers and then Webb says, "Righto, only one left. Let's...." And then a warning light starts to beep on his console. "Frak, anti-air's locked onto us."

"Grasshopper, warm up the ECM!" Tucker calls out as soon as he hears the tones. "Get ready to fire flares and chaff, Flight, Flats, DRADIS active pinging two ack-ack, climb!"

Without his own systems yelling at him with klaxxons of alarms about being painted by anti-aircraft, Kell remains on the chase as he is either too focused on the fleeing Raider as a rookie mistake or he wanted that last flying toaster down in the dirt. The chase is still on as he tries to line up another, more accurate and lethal salvo from his autocannons. His previous rounds making contact but not inflicting enough damage.

"All fun and games until the ack-ack locks on," says Gwyndolen tersely. She shifts targets herself, eying the anti-aircraft below. "Sorry, Pockets. Think we've got more pressing problems than one fleeing Raider."

"Knick-Knack Break high and kick it in the ass, let's clear out of here. Flats mark the coordinates of the AA sites." Darcy calls over the comms, though it would seem Gwyndolen's setting up an attack run on the Ack Ack. "Frak!" she curses, "Spider, This is Pockets. Knick-Knack's engaging ground targets." she remains on Gwyndolen's wing, however adopting a defensive posture however with all that hate about to come up.

Tucker attacks Aa1 with Missile and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Controls.

Kell attacks Raider4 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Weapon.

Darcy attacks Raider4 with Kew and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Cockpit.

CREW HIT! attacks Raider4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

CREW HIT! attacks Raider4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Left Leg.

CREW HIT! attacks Raider4 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Leg.

Aa1 attacks Tucker with Missile but Tucker EVADES!

Aa2 attacks Webb with Missile and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Body.

Gwyndolen attacks Aa2 with Kew but Aa2 EVADES!

// Aa1 has been KO'd!//

// Raider4 has been KO'd!//

Even hotshot CAGs eventually run out of luck. Webb zigs when he should have zags, and a missile explodes against the undercarriage of his fighter. "Frak me. Stabilizer's hit." There's a strain in his voice, but then he gets the ship under control. "Take that frakker out," he says tersely.

"Copy, Spider. Get up high, I'll try to mop up the last of the ackers." Tucker responds, sending the Raptor on a lazy turn that will send it streaking back towards where the missile launchers are as he arms up his last missile.

"I've got an active lock, going evasive." Darcy radios to Gwendyllon, breaking formation with her wing and engaging in missile drills to try and break the lock, or at least confuse the targeting.

"Stay safe," Gwyndolen replies to Darcy. She amends a moment later, "Safe as you can, at least." You know. Under the circumstances. However, with the AA apparently distracted, she remains on target for now.

Gwyndolen attacks Aa2 with Kew and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Weapon.

Aa2 attacks Darcy with Missile but Darcy EVADES EASILY!

Tucker attacks Aa2 with Missile and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Weapon.

Kell attacks Aa2 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Weapon.

// Aa2 has been KO'd!//

Webb breathes a sigh of relief when the AA alarms stop going off. Although he's still got other alarms lighting up his dashboard all sorts of colors. "Righto. Definitely a 'do as I say not as I do' example there. Good cover, mates. Let's head back to the ship, rearm and refuel." And in his case, get another bird.

Once the last anti-air missile depot disappears in a flash of fire, Tucker sings out, "Not a moment too soon, I'm dry on missiles." he comments as he always seems to come back empty handed on that department as he falls into line with the others for the trip back to the Vanguard.

In a bit of fancy flying, aided by an aurora of flares and chaff that erupt from her Viper, Darcy manages to get the best of the missile launched at her from the surface position. "Frak that was close. Knick-Knack, when the flight lead calls to break, don't dive in and engage. Thanks for getting that thing off of me though."


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