223 Ambrosia Cartel: Part 30 (2/2)
The three jets pushed their throttle forward and moved to intercept those jets which were moving behind the VIP. Patrick looked at the jet signature. It wasn't the regular F-15 of the United States airforce. The tails of those aircraft were colored red. There wasn't any single squadron in the United States military whose tails are colored red. It must be an adversary.
”To the unidentified aircraft. This is United States Airforce. State your intention or we will shoot you down,” Patrick said through the frequency.
There wasn't any response from those planes. Patrick zoomed the camera of his targeting pod and found that it wasn't a regular F-15. It was an F-15 Active. Yes, it was another experimental plane that was never developed by the United States military. There was only one organization besides the HSDC which was using that plane. That organization was none other than the Ambrosia cartel.
”Patrick, they're hostile!” Lynn shouted and she fired two AMRAAM missiles at the target. One of the targets blew up in mid-air and the other planes moved in another direction and they scrambled to multiple directions.
”All planes. You have permission to engage. Erase those HSDC bastards!” The plane moved in multiple directions and fired their missiles at the Infanta's F-22s.
All of the planes inside of that squadron dodged the missiles that were fired at them thanks to the heavy jamming that was coming from the radar and the great maneuverability of the F-22. Patrick fired another missile at them and it missed. The jets that they were using was simply high-spec.
”Patrick, we need to move away. Let's use our stealth to our advantage,” Lynn said.
”Roger that,” Patrick moved away from that squadron.
The weapon bay was closed and the jet disappeared on their radar. Patrick turned on the afterburner and flew away from the direction of those jets. They would be using the long-range missile swarms tactic. They would be firing many AMRAAM at the adversaries and it wouldn't fail.
”Shit, where are they?” The adversaries said.
Those F-15s were searching for the invisible jet. The upper hand was back in their hands again. It was the time to strike back at those fighter jets. Patrick opened the weapon bay of his F-22 and he fired three AMRAAM missiles at the enemies.
The missiles hit two of them and the other three scrambled and followed the smoke trail of those missiles. Patrick found out that the plane was indeed from the Ambrosia. He noticed the emblem that was painted on the tails of their aircraft.
”Fox 2.” Patrick fired an AIM-9 Sidewinder at the F-15.
”Splash!” The missile hit the F-15 that was charging in his direction.
The other two planes were being fought by both Clara and Lynn. Those two planes were being played by them. Yeah, Lynn and Clara didn't want to shoot them down so quickly. They wanted to play around with their lives first. However, Patrick immediately changed course and followed the bombardier jet that had flown away from them.
”To all planes. Finish the job. The VIP is flying away,” Patrick said.
”Alright boss man, Fox 4!” Clara shouted and the sound of rotating autocannon could be heard in the background. Those planes blew up from the sky as they went back to Patrick's side again. That was a short, but interesting dogfight. Patrick was glad there was some entertainment for their flights.
”Ooooweee, that was fun. Well, it would be way challenging in our F-15, but it is certainly doable,” Lynn said.
'You got that right,” Clara said.
Patrick ignored the chit-chats. He wanted to know the status of the Bombardier jet. He was afraid if there was anything other than those jets. He was afraid that those jets were decoy from the real attacks. Patrick checked on the radio for the status of the Bombardier jet.
”We're fine Infanta squadron. Thanks for the assist.”
Patrick took a deep breath. It was a close call. If he wasn't looking at the radar, that plane would have been shot from the sky and Herring would be pissed. Well, it was a good day for them.