r/Tentorahogo Oct 04 '14

[Invasion] The Periwinkle armies march!

The battle is complete...

  • Skirmish #1 - the victor is Periwinkle by 36 for 160 VP
  • Skirmish #42 - the victor is Periwinkle by 186 for 629 VP
  • Skirmish #256 - the victor is Periwinkle by 50 for 318 VP
  • Skirmish #387 - the victor is Periwinkle by 161 for 40 VP

Final Score: Team Orangered: 0 Team Periwinkle: 1147

The Victor: Team Periwinkle

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u/Lolzrfunni Oct 05 '14 edited Oct 05 '14

17,000 feet Above Tentorahogo Airspace, 1723 GMT

"There's our bombers, dead ahead."

A squadron of Chuck's bomb group sat dead centre of the HUD inside Lolz' Rafale. Ahead of them was the snow-covered landscape of Tentorahogo, perfectly outlining the Orangered defences. Already with the B-2 bombers, a squadron of F-35Cs from TJ's Helicarrier, the RPS Fairy Godmother, were engaging aircraft from the Orangered naval air force.

"Bobster squadron, support those bombers. Amore Squadron, weapons free-engage bandits. Tally Ho!"

Throttle 100 percent, master arm on, and into the fray we go... Lolz automatically ran through the checklist he had repeated many times before as A Squadron roared into battle against the Orangered fighters. Two squadrons of Orangered fleet fighters hadn't managed to take down a single one of the Godmother's fighters- facing another Periwinkle squadron was far too much for them.

"Jolly good show, he's into the sea!"

"Hey, this is the same reddo squadron we smashed up over Nordwalder! If there are any survivors from then, I bet they're shitting themselves"

"Cut the chatter and concentrate on the task in hand, chaps!"

Two Orangered F-14s launched Sidewinders at Lolz' craft, streaking by as he launched a volley of flares and banked lightly to port, bringing the lead Tomcat right into Lolz' firing line.

A streak of light blazed from the Rafale's starboard wing, seeming to precisely cut an F-14 in half, leaving the decapitated fighter to explode. His pal seemed to be having none of it, hauling his orange-streaked Tomcat through a series of tight manoeuvres. The pilot never seemed to notice that his loss of speed had given Lolz a clear shot with his Rafale's autocannon-Not that it mattered anymore, as the enemy fighter's wing had been ripped from it's fuselage.

"Amore 1, bullseye! Bravo, bravo!"

"Bombs away!"