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The United Federation of North Electrica

Jezabelstien wrote:Isumi threaded narrowly through the expanding formation, "Fire away cowards..." her mind screamed as she scattered plumes of electrostatic chaff above the battlegroup, followed by a lithe roll to send a spiral of flares careening between the scrambling fighters.
She dived low and screamed along the rolling waves, the water beckoningly close as with delicate tilts she skimmed between crests...

The other jets followed her diversion, they split from the tight wing and climbed aggressively to a shallow attack, dozens of rocket pods spewing flames as they rained chalk-filled projectiles down upon the fleet, where they burst open into a thick hazy smoke, quickly joined by streams of bright burning magnesium that scattered in slender lines across the battlegroup.
As swiftly as they struck, the trio scattered outwards...

Fleet

Random Captain: "The he'll is this?" He asked looking at the white smoke that has surrounded the ships, other ships would report their own confusion.

Sparrowhawk Pilot: "We're moving in!" He says before the small swarm of aircraft would split, one group went up above the the smoke, the other two came out the side. Their weapons ready to fire upon the hostile jets of they engage.

Ad. Rain: "Be on guard, as of right now they have the upper hand in the sky. If they fire upon you hold out until we can effectively even the odds." He orders, the pilot would say "affirmative" before going back to rising altitude.

Meanwhile the two ships that where approaching the unknown craft would begin to slow down, looking back on what happened to the battlegroup abd expected a trap. Inside of the NES Bronze Shield Upsilon and Io squadrons where ready for launch, waiting for green light.

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