Thee Arch Angel Micheal

Hollywood fired off a missile that took out on Mig and then took counter measures to try an avoid the SAM.

"Come on baby, come on." Flying straight at two on coming Migs he split them down the middle. There was barley an inch to spare and no room for error. The SAM however was still on his tail.

"I gotta dit" Hollywood was cut short. The SAM slammed into the wing of the F-15 causing an explosion. Luckily Hollywood had ejected. But he was deep in enemy territory and if he survived the fall, he might have wished he hadnt.

You would be a cool teacher I bet. Fun but still able to control a class room.

Yeah, I would agree, wait, who I'm I logged in ass, damit.

Hollywood zigged left, then right, then left and finally into a roll. The Migs where smaller and much more agile, but the F-15 Tomcats were a deadly weapon in the hands of a skilled pilot.

"I'm to close for missiles, I'm switching to guns. Falling in behind the Mig Hollywood opened fire, cause it to disengage from Iceman temporarily.

"Shit, two more Migs six a clock."

beep beep beep

A Sam was locked on Hollywood and closing in.

"Hahaha, nice."

Hollywood, Iceman, stop all the..........wait, I'm picking something up on my radar, OH MY GOD, ITS A SAM (surface to air missile)

"Holy shit, Garritys down. Hollywood to Mother Goose, Hollywood to Mother Goose, we are taking enemy fire repeat, we are taking enemy fire."

"Haha, damn fine day to be in clouds. Try and keep up will ya"

Hollywood pulled the jet into a barrel roll and hit the thrusters. The two pilots where young but experienced, Hollywood had been written up on several occasions for flying below the Hop Deck, and Nanon had an equally bad rep for breaking the rules.

This is Lt. Pat Garrity, hope you boys dont mind me tagging along. Are mission is clear, we simply take pictures, nothing more

Hollywood caught the elevator up to the flight deck. The wide open air was refreshing as mist from the water showered him. All the pilots had there own plane, its just how it worked, Hollywood's plane was an F-15 Tomcat. As he walked up the steps to the cockpit he stopped to look at 2 rows of painted on bullets, 4 in each row with a line threw it representing kill shots.

As the cockpit closed he looked over and saw Nanon rubbing his plane. He didnt know much about Nanon but those who did called him Magic, cause he had gotten out of acouple tight situations, his wing men on the other hand, now that was a different story. Hollywood gave the thumbs up and taxied into position.

54321 The afterburners kicked on and Hollywood shot off the deck like a bullet.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Arrow's gone crazy.

DAY 1

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Hollywood sat with his feet up on the table and chomping away on an apple as the Lt. gave the debrief.

"The situations is as follows gentlmen, we are gonna send two of you up and those two are going to take pictures of the following areas. Do not, I repeat, do NOT cross the nuetral zone. This is a simple recon mission nothing more. HOLLYWOOD! Get your feet of that table and get your ass up to the flight deck, your going."

"Yes sir" said Hollywood

Yeah, hell yeah.