Kyanges
23-01-2005, 21:31
"Hmmm?"
Kyung-soon whirled around, her gleaming, black hair twirling with her. She looked up at the sky, as the sun beat down on her face. In the heavens, a pair of Black Eagle jets screeched overhead. The shiny new Black Eagles were the newest addition to the Korean air force, and had already made a name for themselves as some of the best planes that had ever graced the skies, consistently beating even the best that the USAF had to offer.
Despite this, Kyung-soon only sighed, and looked back at her work. The Black Eagles, especially hers, while highly capable, also suffered from being extremely maintenance heavy, requiring basic maintenance every 100 flight hours. The time interval was expected to increase as the plane grew older, and more reliable. But for now, the plane still needed its checkup. She tightened a few connections in the computer panel and ran down the computer checklist for the highly advanced, yet frustratingly twitchy computer avionics. After she was satisfied that the plane was in fighting form, she slammed down the panel cover, and began to walk towards a group of pilots that had massed around a table where two fellow pilots played cards to pass the time.
"Wooo!" shouted one of them, as he threw down his cards in front of the other player. While the spectators began to congratulate the winner, only the loser's friends stayed back to reconcile him.
The Loser just sat there, with a dumbfounded look. Kyung-soon began to walk over to him, when the scramble siren sounded.
All around the base, pilots rushed out to their planes. Near the fighters, base defenses came online. The Prism towers began to charge up, their crystalline targeting matrices began to glow brightly, while men began to man pill boxes around the three grand cannons placed in the center of the base. Sentries in guard towers began to search for enemy contacts, while a small force of four Prism tanks, with eight Grizzly tanks powered up under them. Overhead, Black Eagle jets began to patrol the airspace.
In Kyung's Black Eagle, the radar screen began to glow with massive contacts.
"It looks like they've brought Kirovs, all fighters, make them you primary target!"
Another pilot radioed back, "They're not going anywhere."
The scene around the base was of was frantic. It seemed the Soviet onslaught had begun.
NOTE: This is just a little skirmish that A Few Rich People and I have decided to set up, to show just how we feel battles should play out in Earth CnC, There where many questions on what units should win in certain match ups and those question we felt were best answered with an example.
Kyung-soon whirled around, her gleaming, black hair twirling with her. She looked up at the sky, as the sun beat down on her face. In the heavens, a pair of Black Eagle jets screeched overhead. The shiny new Black Eagles were the newest addition to the Korean air force, and had already made a name for themselves as some of the best planes that had ever graced the skies, consistently beating even the best that the USAF had to offer.
Despite this, Kyung-soon only sighed, and looked back at her work. The Black Eagles, especially hers, while highly capable, also suffered from being extremely maintenance heavy, requiring basic maintenance every 100 flight hours. The time interval was expected to increase as the plane grew older, and more reliable. But for now, the plane still needed its checkup. She tightened a few connections in the computer panel and ran down the computer checklist for the highly advanced, yet frustratingly twitchy computer avionics. After she was satisfied that the plane was in fighting form, she slammed down the panel cover, and began to walk towards a group of pilots that had massed around a table where two fellow pilots played cards to pass the time.
"Wooo!" shouted one of them, as he threw down his cards in front of the other player. While the spectators began to congratulate the winner, only the loser's friends stayed back to reconcile him.
The Loser just sat there, with a dumbfounded look. Kyung-soon began to walk over to him, when the scramble siren sounded.
All around the base, pilots rushed out to their planes. Near the fighters, base defenses came online. The Prism towers began to charge up, their crystalline targeting matrices began to glow brightly, while men began to man pill boxes around the three grand cannons placed in the center of the base. Sentries in guard towers began to search for enemy contacts, while a small force of four Prism tanks, with eight Grizzly tanks powered up under them. Overhead, Black Eagle jets began to patrol the airspace.
In Kyung's Black Eagle, the radar screen began to glow with massive contacts.
"It looks like they've brought Kirovs, all fighters, make them you primary target!"
Another pilot radioed back, "They're not going anywhere."
The scene around the base was of was frantic. It seemed the Soviet onslaught had begun.
NOTE: This is just a little skirmish that A Few Rich People and I have decided to set up, to show just how we feel battles should play out in Earth CnC, There where many questions on what units should win in certain match ups and those question we felt were best answered with an example.