Phone App: Portable Armory 105 Mcgrath And Dynn: Part 5

Sunday, 30th of November 2020. 2130 Hours. The Sky Of The Capital. Flight 623450-SR. Su-35 "Flanker-E"

Unknown, unknown, unknown, that was the only thing that appeared on HUD. The HUD of that jet was showing a lot of squares that marked the ground vehicles as Patrick flew across the armored vehicles.

"Missile... Missile... Missile," The warning system of the fighter jet warned Patrick. An anti-aircraft missile was launched at him.

It was a bad thing, Patrick put his afterburner on and the jet moved faster as it tried to dodge a missile. The missile warning system went faster and faster, the beeping didn't stop, it only went faster.

Patrick did some evasive maneuver, he lowered his jet to the alt.i.tude of the building and use the flare of his jet to evade that missile. The missile hit the building nearby as Patrick evaded the missile.

Patrick: "Slow your car down. There's a SAM around here."

Patrick put his plane back to the alt.i.tude as he searched for the SAM launcher that was firing its missile at him. It could be located around the capital, it was most likely to be located near the airport since the airport was one of the military airbases located near him.

It was his lucky guess, he saw an S-400 missile launcher there, the only reason why it didn't fire again was because Patrick was barely flying higher than the building in that city. It blocked the radar receiver of that missile. Patrick shot a Kh-29 missile to that SAM and it immediately blew up.

Patrick flew back to Lynn's position where Lynn was waiting by driving slowly while avoiding the military that she even didn't know. She just drove slowly and hope that she didn't encounter any military vehicles.

Patrick: "Delta back on position."

Lynn: "I will go straight on this one.

Lynn's car moved faster and Patrick checked the road ahead of her. The T junction was clear of hostile and she could go without her being shot by a military vehicle.

Patrick: "Road ahead is clear. Speed up."

Lynn went straight through that junction without obeying the traffic lights since the road was empty due to the sudden lockdown since the protesters turned violent so sudden. Patrick looked again at the street in front of Lynn. It was a roundabout with six exits. Lynn had to confirm the road that she would take.

Patrick: "Lima, there's a six exits roundabout in front of you. Which exit will you take?"

Lynn: "I will take the third exit, over."

Patrick looked at that roundabout and he noticed that an armored vehicle, BMP-2 was approaching from the fourth exit. He immediately chose his unguided bomb and marked that BMP.

Patrick: "Bombs away."

That 500 kilograms bomb splashed right beside the BMP and threw it away to the side of the road. The BMP was caught on fire immediately and Lynn was only a few meters away from that roundabout.

Patrick: "Roundabout clear. Quick, before someone else came."

Lynn drove faster and powerslide to the third exit of that roundabout. That road was leading to a toll gate that led to the highway. It wasn't the brightest idea, but Lynn chose that since it was the faster route to get herself out of the city.

Patrick: "You're approaching the highway. Are you sure this is a good idea?"

Lynn: "I'm sure, watch my six and my twelve."

Lynn drove right through the toll gate without paying since she hacked that toll gate for it to open without paying for a ticket. Lynn drove through that highway while Patrick flew upwards to gain more alt.i.tude since he needed a higher alt.i.tude so the camera could zoom out better.

The camera on the targeting pod immediately saw the road that stretched between the capital and the outskirts of the capital. It was twenty kilometers long and Patrick needed to find an armored vehicle that was patrolling between those twenty kilometers while paying attention to his own safety.

Patrick: "All clear in the first four kilometers. Continue your driving."

Lima: "Copy that Delta, I will speed up."

Patrick flew towards the outskirt of the capital right before he heard a warning from a familiar radiofrequency. It was the radio frequency of the ATC. They might be suspicious of the behavior of his plane. And he wasn't directly connected to the ATC either, he just heard the chatters between the ATC and someone who could be the air force of that country.

ATC: "Target identified as a military aircraft. I repeat, clear the airs.p.a.ce for squadron Ferrum."

Ferrum 1: "Copy that. Thank you tower."

Ferrum 2: "We finally got ourselves some real target now huh?"

Ferrum 3: "Let's get em, boys."

Ferrum 4: "Yeah, let's get em."

Patrick looked at the pa.s.sive radar of his aircraft. The radar detected four incoming aircraft coming from the direction of 0-7-6, the northeast. Because he disabled the IFF on his jet, he couldn't decide whether it was friendly or not.

Patrick: "To the unidentified aircraft. Identify yourself or you will be shot down."

Ferrum 1: "You've entered restrictive airs.p.a.ce. We have no choice other than shooting you down."

Patrick: "And I like to see you try."

Patrick pressed a few b.u.t.tons on his aircraft and he switched to the A mode and armed all of his A missiles including the "Adder". Patrick warned Lynn first to not speed up too much since he couldn't protect him thanks to the adversaries.

Patrick: "Fox 3, Fox 3."

A missile was launched from his Su-35S to the adversary. It was the Adder missile that had the same function as the AIM-120 BVRAAM. One of the blips on his radar immediately shut off and Patrick was glad that he could shoot one of them down.

"Missile...missile...missile...," The warning system indicated that a missile had been launched at him. It was a radar-guided missile according to the warning system. It was an AIM-120 and there were more than four of them.

Patrick: "Engaging evasive maneuver."

Patrick turned on the afterburner of his jet and he immediately did an aggressive maneuver to outrun the missiles that were two times faster than his jet.

Patrick dived down below as the beeping sound became louder and he checked the distance of the missile. When it was close enough, he immediately initiated the jamming of those missiles since it would slow them down.

One of the missiles. .h.i.t the ground and broke a building while Patrick kept flying to avoid the other three missiles. He deployed chaff to fool those radar-guided missiles and one of them ran outside of the course.

Patrick immediately took a banking maneuver and the missile barely overshot him. It almost hit him, but he managed to bleed its energy before it hit his new plane.

Patrick: "Fox 3, Fox 3, Fox 3."

Patrick launched three missiles in salvo to shoot all of them down in quick succession. It took him twenty seconds before he got a confirmation that he just scored two kills at once. The remaining blip on his radar was approaching him very fast.

'Dang, the only missile left is for close-range dogfighting. I need to approach him,' Patrick thought as she pushed the thrust stick forward and the plane moved faster to the location of the fighter squadron that was attacking him.

The fighter jets that were chasing after him were the old F-111 Aardvark. There was only one plane that was still flying in the sky and that plane was retreating back to the airport.

'it's not going to happen, pal,' Patrick pressed the missile b.u.t.ton, and a close-range missile was fired at that plane and the remains were burned out of the sky. Patrick immediately flew back on top of the highway and switched to G mode. He immediately saw that a blockade was placed right in Lynn's way.

Patrick: "Pickle."

Two anti-ground missiles were fired at the blockade and removed the existence of that blockade. The armored vehicles were thrown away from that position. Lynn safely drove pa.s.s that armored vehicle and she immediately drove outside of the highway and thanked Patrick for his help. She could get away from the city safely thanks to Patrick's help.

Lynn: "Delta, thanks for the help."

Patrick: "Haha, as if you never owe me before."

Patrick flew away from Lynn's direction since he had another business that needed to be taken care of. The business was involving his latest ident.i.ty and his latest school. He would move to a new place.

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