NationStates Jolt Archive

September 12, 20043: Flying Nation in the Sky Airspace
The Imperial Scout circled around the Flying Nation in the Sky and Rioki. Nothing here right now. Just another average run.
"I'm picking up some readings at 34 70,"remarked the navigator. "Wanna go check it out?"
"That's outside of of juristiction man, you know that."
"Yeah I know, but we haven't seen any action since Sniper Country. I'm just gettin' a little itchy that's all."
"If we don't find anything the commander's going to chew us out, you know that right?"
"Yep"
"I don't know why I listen to you."
The Scout took a sharp turn and headed off towards the coordinates. The radar's blips suddenly went wild.
"Ohh shit. That's not good."
Th two pilot's looked out the cockpit window, only to see a large mass of dropships heading towards the Flying Nation in the Sky.
"Those things must be escorted by at least 50 ships each. I've never seen an invasion force that..."
A missile launched off from one of the dropships, barely streaking across the wing of the Scout and leaving exaust on the cockpit window.
"Alpha base we have a...hang on a sec."
The pilot of the Scout put it into a barrel roll, shooting frantically at anything he saw. A string of bullets from a dropship found it's mark, sending the Scout into a nosedive.
"Pull out, pull out!"
"I can't! Mayday, mayday, going down in corrdinates 35 7..."
BOOM
The Scout blew apart as a laser from a laser cannon lanced through the cockpit and then the engine. The debris fell to the Earth's surface and pelted what ships were below it in a rain of metal shrapnel.

OOC: So you're asking for help?

"Sir i just picked up radio chatter about something happening north east of our postion"
"Lets check it out."
"Roger that"
"Any clue whats going on?"
"No Sir i have long range sensors on and have contacted home fleet"
"Ok be ready for anything"
The long range patrol squad veered northeart heading towards where they heard of a mayday they speed up near full power just wanting to see wahts going on before radioing back for anything else.

"You late Ikioi. TWO HOURS LATE."
"Sorry sir."
"As a lieutenant of our special forces I expect more from you. Make sure this doesn't happen again."
"Yes sir."
"Early this morning an Imperial Scout was making a normal reconnasiance run when they ran into trouble. We don't know what exactly happned. All we know is that they veered off course to check on a disturbance registering on radar. They were suddenly attacked by hostiles somewhere in the CG area. We assume they are dead. Besides this we really have no clue as to what happened. We are sending you and 4 others to find out. You suit up and leave in 30 minutes."
Mitchell Ikioi left for the pilot chamber room. He put on his flight suit. No need for a standard pilot's weapons. I have my own. He then moved into the special operations chamber. Opening his locker via his handprint, he retrieved his prized katana and pistol. His sniper rifle was uneeded, it was only a flight mission.