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Gaea's Avenger
Mar. 28th, 2012 12:22 pmAs he flies into position within his Veritech (How cool is that?), Ben listens to Alyx's speech and as far as speeches go, he'd have to give it two thumbs up. It's definitely better than Fury's "Go kick their asses." He glances at his radar for any hint of enemy aircraft, and to check on friendly, and all seems well so far. The words of his first Drill Sargent pass through his mind, "I don't care if you've already saved the world once or twice Grimm, my purpose here is to forge you into a weapon. And let me be quite clear, I am the hammer and this flight deck is the anvil, the only variable in this equation is you. AM I GOING TO BE MAKING A RELIABLE WEAPON TO DEFEND THIS EARTH?!?!" "Sir, YES SIR!" he had replied.
Time to find out, Ben thinks as, with the signal given, he accelerates to attack speed. Given the fact his craft and Adrian's are the fastest, it was decided Ben would be responsible for the first pass to draw as much fire as possible and with the number of bogies that just appeared on his radar, that part of the plan won't be too hard. He opens the missile bays of the veritech and as he toggles the switch he can't help mumbling, "I am the god of hellfire and I bring you fire!" He flips the left joystick over to arm the beam canon and fires at will before his pass takes him beyond enemy targets. He grins as he spots all the blips chasing him and, after tensing for the G forces, converts to Battleroid mode to change his arc of fire to end up facing the on coming horde of flyers. A few more bursts of fire and then he converts to Gerwalk mode and shoots straight up out of the line of fire.
Just as he's beginning to get cocky, the first telekinetic wave hits him and he nearly blacks out. He has to fight to not engage his powers for fear of destroying the cockpit. Fortunately that's when the Calvary comes in the form of the rest of the Air Strike. Shaking his head, Ben flips modes again back to airplane and does a strafing pass over the enemy ground troops to soften them up a bit and then pulls up to a near vertical arc.
He lets loose another volley of missiles, followed by a barrage from the beam canon and a strafing with the gun pod. Another telekinetic attack hits him followed by a mind blast. He bites through his tongue in the effort to not engage his powers and a growl deep in his throat is all the outward sign of his struggle. His hand, trembling, reaches for the self destruct of its own volition. Ben growls louder and focuses his will against the alien presence. It's like the Gah Lak Tus wave and Thanos all over again but he'd be damned if he was going to fail the Earth, any Earth.
"GO. TO. HELL." The hand reaching for the self destruct passes the switch and hits another as his other hand pulls up on the throttle. The mini-missile bay and beam canon payload disengage off the veritech, gravity and momentum pulling it towards a large cluster of the enemy. As Ben pulls out of the range of the mental attack, several explosions rip into the Mongolian tundra. "Can't argue with physics bitch."
He levels out the veritech, eying the battlefield for the next best target. It's then that he notices the absence of all the drones. What the heck? Maybe I'm up too high? He pushes the joystick forward to dive at a cluster of gunships who turn to meet his on coming rush. He easily dodges their volley of missiles but fails to realize they were setting him up for the cluster of megagunships approaching him from below and behind. His right wing shreds a bit as gunfire riddles it and he spins to pull himself out of the line. Stupid! Stupid! He berates himself as he dodges left then right, missiles and gunfire seemingly where ever he turns. Another hits his right engine and the warning lights pick up their cries of doom.
No way out of this, he has to admit as he hits the self-destruct button he had fought so hard not to press and pulls the lever activating the ejection seat. His canopy flies away and he shoots up into the sky away from the death blossom of his veritech's death song. He'd shed a tear except another gunship has him in their sights and are firing a missile straight at him.
But he's not out of this yet. He turns on his powers with a cry of defiance at the face of death. Tearing through the straps anchoring him to the ejection seat, he gathers himself for a leap just as the missile hits.
Time to find out, Ben thinks as, with the signal given, he accelerates to attack speed. Given the fact his craft and Adrian's are the fastest, it was decided Ben would be responsible for the first pass to draw as much fire as possible and with the number of bogies that just appeared on his radar, that part of the plan won't be too hard. He opens the missile bays of the veritech and as he toggles the switch he can't help mumbling, "I am the god of hellfire and I bring you fire!" He flips the left joystick over to arm the beam canon and fires at will before his pass takes him beyond enemy targets. He grins as he spots all the blips chasing him and, after tensing for the G forces, converts to Battleroid mode to change his arc of fire to end up facing the on coming horde of flyers. A few more bursts of fire and then he converts to Gerwalk mode and shoots straight up out of the line of fire.
Just as he's beginning to get cocky, the first telekinetic wave hits him and he nearly blacks out. He has to fight to not engage his powers for fear of destroying the cockpit. Fortunately that's when the Calvary comes in the form of the rest of the Air Strike. Shaking his head, Ben flips modes again back to airplane and does a strafing pass over the enemy ground troops to soften them up a bit and then pulls up to a near vertical arc.
He lets loose another volley of missiles, followed by a barrage from the beam canon and a strafing with the gun pod. Another telekinetic attack hits him followed by a mind blast. He bites through his tongue in the effort to not engage his powers and a growl deep in his throat is all the outward sign of his struggle. His hand, trembling, reaches for the self destruct of its own volition. Ben growls louder and focuses his will against the alien presence. It's like the Gah Lak Tus wave and Thanos all over again but he'd be damned if he was going to fail the Earth, any Earth.
"GO. TO. HELL." The hand reaching for the self destruct passes the switch and hits another as his other hand pulls up on the throttle. The mini-missile bay and beam canon payload disengage off the veritech, gravity and momentum pulling it towards a large cluster of the enemy. As Ben pulls out of the range of the mental attack, several explosions rip into the Mongolian tundra. "Can't argue with physics bitch."
He levels out the veritech, eying the battlefield for the next best target. It's then that he notices the absence of all the drones. What the heck? Maybe I'm up too high? He pushes the joystick forward to dive at a cluster of gunships who turn to meet his on coming rush. He easily dodges their volley of missiles but fails to realize they were setting him up for the cluster of megagunships approaching him from below and behind. His right wing shreds a bit as gunfire riddles it and he spins to pull himself out of the line. Stupid! Stupid! He berates himself as he dodges left then right, missiles and gunfire seemingly where ever he turns. Another hits his right engine and the warning lights pick up their cries of doom.
No way out of this, he has to admit as he hits the self-destruct button he had fought so hard not to press and pulls the lever activating the ejection seat. His canopy flies away and he shoots up into the sky away from the death blossom of his veritech's death song. He'd shed a tear except another gunship has him in their sights and are firing a missile straight at him.
But he's not out of this yet. He turns on his powers with a cry of defiance at the face of death. Tearing through the straps anchoring him to the ejection seat, he gathers himself for a leap just as the missile hits.
