2237-05-18 - Razor Down

A rescue team goes after a downed Kell.

Date: 2237-05-18

Location: Kannur Province Canceron

Related Scenes: None

Plot: Operation: Mission of Mercy

Scene Number: 768

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Pilot down! The call comes in to the alert crews on standby. Antonie is the designated SAR Raptor this shift, as well as lead pilot for the flight. Salvae is one of the three Viper escorts. Another flight from Vanguard is on their way back after tangling with some Raiders and Cypers, but "Razor" was shot down and they couldn't perform an immediate pickup. The area's hot, so they're expecting company.

Salvae's viper spits out of the Vanguard, along with two others that form up alongside the SAR raptor. "Do you have the coordinates, Squeak?" he asks, dialing in his dradis console with the latest feed from the Vanguard.

The Raptor that Antonie pilots is outfitted primarily for the medical retrieval. It has a couple missiles, yes, but it's got medics aboard, as well as a complement of equipment for worst-comes-to-worst. The woman is at the controls and has half an eye on DRADIS as they head to the marked point for where Razor went down. "Flight, Squeak. Got the coordinates, but nothing's popped yet. We don't have an exact, just where they marked as having seen him last. Sending it over now, sing out if you see anything."

Gwyndolen is quiet as her Viper joins the formation. She's listening to the exchange on the coms, her attention mostly on her flying, but with a quick glance to DRADIS.

As they get near the target area, they can see that there are still some Raiders in the area, who take a keen interest in the Colonial ships as soon as they get within range. Three Raiders and a Cyper.

"Copy that, Squeak, reading your coordinates," Socks replies, flying in formation with the rest of the fight. As they near the zone, he calls out the blips, as if the Raptor wasn't miles ahead of him, "Contact! Contact! I see four unknowns on dradis over the coordinates," he says. "Moving to intercept!"

"Squeak, you got one targeting you! Stay on your heading, I'll see if I can knock it off," Socks calls in over the wireless, pulling his viper into an aggressive charge towards the raider making for the Raptor, cannons blazing, he'll at the very least suppress it for the moment so the medics can get closer to the downed pilot.

Gwyndolen flicks a few switches in her cockpit, angling her Viper to intercept the same raider. "With you, Socks," she calls out. "Let's keep the skies clear as long as we can."

"Copy that, we read it." Regarding those targeting her. Antonie's got her ECO handling jamming, but she's largely just got her eye on the landscape and DRADIS, looking for the downed pilot and a good landing spot once she spots him.

Gwyndolen attacks Raider2 with Kew and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Body.

Salvae attacks Raider2 with Kew. Stopped by ARMOR on Body.

Antonie suppresses Cyper1 with Ecm and succeeds.

Antonie tries to suppress Raider1 with Ecm but FAILS.

Antonie suppresses Raider2 with Ecm and succeeds.

Raider2 attacks Antonie with Kew but MISSES!

Cyper1 attacks Gwyndolen with Kew and HITS! Graze wound to Wing. (Reduced by ARMOR)

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

Raider1 attacks Salvae with Kew but Salvae EVADES EASILY!

Fish attacks Raider3 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Body.

// Raider2 has been KO'd!//

"Ya! Nice shooting, Knick-Knack!" Socks grins as he sees the raider go up in an explosion, "You got it!" He spots another raider coming at him from a 2 o'clock high, and spins his nose up to rocket towards it, dodging the flying saucer's cannonfire. "Squeak's clear, let's mop up!" he says, encouraged by the quick kill Gwyndolen had gotten.

"One done, three to go!" calls back Gwyndolen, twisting her Viper around as the first raider plummets in a plume of black smoke.

"Nothing on DRADIS yet," Antonie calls, regarding their downed pilot. "Alarms clear." Regarding her own tail. "Let's get the rest of these canners out so we can start a lower sweep."

Gwyndolen attacks Raider1 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Raider3 attacks Fish with Kew but Fish EVADES!

Cyper1 attacks Gwyndolen with Kew but Gwyndolen EVADES!

Salvae attacks Raider1 with Kew and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Body.

Raider1 attacks Salvae with Kew but Salvae EVADES!

Antonie suppresses Cyper1 with Ecm and succeeds.

Antonie tries to suppress Raider1 with Ecm but FAILS.

Antonie suppresses Raider3 with Ecm and succeeds.

Fish attacks Raider3 with Kew but Raider3 EVADES EASILY!

Socks' viper banks and sways, rolls and turns as it evades the raider's deadly cannons. The cyclon ship course corrects as KnickKnack tags it with a blast of KEW, giving Socks the chance to land a telling blow. "Ah, this one's all shined up and new, bein sassy with us," he says as it stays in the air. "Lucky it can't aim for frack," he says as his viper passes it by before he flips it end over end to give it a few parting shots as he flies backwards.

Gwyndolen strafes the Raider in question, but it's sadly only the gentlest of gunfire kisses. "Alas," she sighs, in faux despair. "This one has Ideas about its role in the world. As if it refuses to believe its destiny is to be shot down by us." The Raider, as if offended, trains its kew on Gwyndolen, but, hands light on the controls, she evades it easily. It's a pretty piece of flying.

"Hold steady," Antonie advises the Vipers in the flight. She sounds nonplussed. But then, no one's been hit too hard and they've taken one down already. "Everyone's looking good and nothing new on DRADIS. She glances back to her ECO: "Let me know if you can get any of them on KEW. Swap over if so and help out."

Raider3 attacks Fish with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Antonie tries to suppress Cyper1 with Ecm but FAILS.

Antonie suppresses Raider1 with Ecm and succeeds.

Antonie suppresses Raider3 with Ecm and succeeds.

Salvae attacks Raider1 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gwyndolen attacks Raider1 with Kew. Stopped by ARMOR on Body.

Raider1 attacks Salvae with Kew but Salvae EVADES!

Fish attacks Raider3 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cyper1 attacks Gwyndolen with Kew but Gwyndolen EVADES EASILY!

Antonie suppresses Cyper1 with Ecm and succeeds.

Antonie suppresses Raider1 with Ecm and succeeds.

Antonie tries to suppress Raider3 with Ecm but FAILS.

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

Salvae attacks Raider1 with Kew and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Body.

Cyper1 attacks Gwyndolen with Kew but Gwyndolen EVADES EASILY!

Fish attacks Raider3 with Kew but MISSES!

Raider1 attacks Salvae with Kew but MISSES!

Raider3 attacks Fish with Kew. Stopped by ARMOR on Tail.

// Raider1 has been KO'd!//

Another of the Raiders goes down, but not before dinging Fish with a solid hit to his Viper's side. The other two ships start to break off.

Salvae glances over his shoulder, watching Fish and the third raider duelling in the distance, "Nice shooting, Fish!" he says, watching bullets lighting up the cylon's ship. He returns his attention to the matter at hand, the Raider trying to kill him. The furball is intense and once or twice, it looks like the Raider is going to go down, but the cylon armour seems at moments to be impervious to colonial bullets. "This toaster's bulletproof!" he declares, his face red as he pulls another high G dive to get it back into his sights, and again, the two colonial vipers land shots on it, finally tearing it apart. "Raider down!" he breathes a quick breath of relief before he spots the Cyper on KnickKnack's tail. "KnickKnack, on your six!"

As the other two ships seem about to peel away, Antonie flips the comms, "Flight, Squeak. Keep an eye on those two. Don't run them down, but take them out if you can anyway. We don't want to lose sight of our goal." They might get reinforcements, but they might also be trying to lure the Colonials away from Razor.

Gwyndolen banks and rolls, evading the Cyper's fire. "Blast it," she says mildly. Her Viper swoops in elaborate patterns, trying to shake her pursuer or try to get off a clear shot. "Toasters always find me attractive for some reason."

Salvae attacks Cyper1 with Kew and HITS! Impaired wound to Body. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Antonie suppresses Cyper1 with Ecm and succeeds.

Antonie tries to suppress Raider3 with Ecm but FAILS.

// Cyper1 has been KO'd!//

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

One more of the Cypers is brought down before the other gets far enough out of range that the Colonials aren't going to go chasing him. (Unless they want to ignore Antonie's order.)

Socks veers in after the cyper, just as it turns tail to bug out, he's able to get a clear shot, landing a pulse of bullets across its body, blowing it out of the sky, "Ah, ya! Got it! Yer ass is clear, Knicknack!" he reports in, "Raider3's bugging, let's find that beacon and pick up Razor."

"Flight, Squeak, good shooting. Fan out, fly low within safety regs. Sing out if you get something." Antonie switches back to her own search pattern over the trees. She lets her ECO pick up on the DRADIS signal while she goes to a more straight visual for the crashed Viper.

"Thanks," says Gwyndolen. She manages one last shot at the Raider before it's out of range, and then descends to fly low, as per orders.

The fireworks in the sky has not gone unnoticed by the stranded pilot below, however due to his injuries and his attempt to stay hidden just in case there are Cylon ground patrols nearby prevents Kell from cheering for the friendlies that are dominating the skies. His beacon is on, the Krypter signal being broadcasted on Colonial frequencies for the SAR team to zero in on his location. With the furball in the air pretty much over, the Ensign is now moving slowly and a bit stiffly to a more open clearing. They would find that the pilot is not near his crashed Viper as he had ejected while the Colonial bird continued to spiral away towards the ground in its original vector.

Socks forms up in the standard issue search and rescue formation he's trained over and over before coming to the wolves. "Copy that, Squeaks, starting search Pattern." he slows his viper down and starts scanning the jungle below. "Oh, look at that resort! Betcha Razor's headed that way, it's gotta be 4 stars, at least!" He says, spying a village in the sticks. "Don't see no chrome down there, though."

It's Antonie's ECO who picks up the beacon and the Raptor pilot adjusts her trajectory. "Flight, got him. Start an overwatch sweep in case our friend comes back." She switches to radio comms, going through a few channels, repeating the same thing: "Razor, Squeak. Copy?" Just in case he's still got a working one in his helmet. All the while, trying to angle for a good clearing near where that Krypter beacon is singing out.

"Or friends," murmurs Gwyndolen a little darkly. Still, as she begins to sweep, watching for any sign of activity, the skies remain empty. At least for now.

When his comms squack to life, Kell reaches up with his free, right arm and presses the button to allow him to talk back, "Squeak, Razor. Glad to hear your voice..." There is a pause as the young pilot takes a breath, a little labored but he's definitely still conscious and coherent, "That was some good shooting by our people up there." The clearing is between the small village that Socks spotted and the jungle treeline, enough for a couple of Raptors to land but still providing enough cover for the pilot on the jungle side. When the Raptor gets closer, those inside would be able to see Kell limping slightly towards the clearing when he sees the friendly bus heading his way. There is some makeshift, field bandaging to his left leg and some sort of gauze patch over his chest where his left arm and hand is pressed against. The right arm does come up to give a wave. Good news, he is not being pursuied by toasters at this time.

"We gotcha covered, Squeak, you go do your thing," Socks answers back, sweeping low over the canopy of trees, just in case there's a cylon AA emplacements in the area. His eyes watch the dradis carefully for any new blips.

"Clear so far," updates Gwyndolen, gaze shifting between canopy and DRADIS.

"Stay put," Antonie advises Kell, "We see you." She gets centered over the clearing and gets the VTOL kicked in, starting to angle to land with the hatch pointed his way. "Flight, copy. Ring the alarm if we do get any incoming." The medics are already waiting at the door and the instant the landing struts touch down, they're out and on the ground, running to meet up with Kell to ferry him aboard. Walking he may be, but they likely won't want to take any chances. He'll be lucky if he's not manhandled onto a board to be brought back onto the Raptor.

As the Raptor begins its touchdown procedure, Kell remains where he is as told and even goes to a knee with the wind kicking up. Once the bay doors open though, he begins heading towards the transport only to be intercepted by the medics, whom he surrenders to without protest or fuss. They do get him on board in quick order though and once secured in the belly of the bus, the medics quickly let Antonie know that they are ready to go. With that out of the way, they begin to treat his wounds in a much more professional manner than the patchwork job that Razor provided for himself. Way too much gauze and bandage wrapping around his left leg, almost like a small cushion was created and not enough on the chest area. Shrapnel will have to wait for them to arrive on the Vanguard before it can be safely removed.

Salvae continues his protective pattern, circling the area while the raptor picks up Razor.

Gwyndolen does as well, circling about the area, on alert.

Once Kell is on board and the hatch closed, Antonie gets them back in the air. Or at least in progress of such. "What's the status of your bird, Razor? Do we need to send a crew out to blow it up later, or think we can get it from here?" She checks few switches as they start heading skyward. Can't let the cylons get to anything on it, after all. "Flight, Squeak. We've got Razor. How's the skies looking?"

"Sorry Captain, I wasn't able to trek my way towards the downed Viper so I'm not sure what shape it is in." Kell says with a slight shake of his head but he does provide the direction where he saw the fighter made its uncontrolled descent to. "Damage was all in the cockpit area, must've knocked out all the electronics up front. Engines and weapons were intact when I ejected." Condition now? He has no idea.

"Skies are clear, Squeak, looks like we're home free. Welcome back, Razor!" Socks answers as his viper pulls up to escort the SAR Raptor into the sky to the awaiting sickbay on the Vanguard.

Gwyndolen breaks off her sweep to join the Raptor, falling behind to watch its rear en route back to the Vanguard. "All clear," she confirms. "Welcome back, Razor."

"Understandable. We'll mark the location and leave it to command to decide." Antonie leaves this to her ECO once they've spotted the smoking remains of Razor's Viper to mark its exact coordinates. "Let's get you back to Vanguard." She settles into formation with the Vipers. "Flight, Squeak. Let's get home. Hopefully we have clear skies on the way back."

"Thanks everyone for the pick up. Frakked up... on my CAP." Kell says, his voice suddenly growing tiredsome. Most likely reason is that the medics have started administering morph for the pain and the adrenaline is finally leaving the Ensign's body with him now safe. He does look over towards the cockpit section of the Raptor and gives Antonie a nod, apparently glad to be heading back to the Vanguard.


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