This is Red-4 I can't shake them I'- *Screams* The sounds of screams and yelling rang as the fighters clashed in space. Mines were detonating about the battlefield like artillery rounds clashing in no-man's-land, Anna was moving her ship about in a pattern to compensate for any hostiles that might be lucky enough to flank her. As she flew in through the swarms of Hessian and Corsair ships she could make out pieces of shrapnel whizzing by as well as body parts and destroyed escape pods. She moved around behind two corsair fighters, she lined up a shot at one of the fighters. There was no delay, no second guessing, her conscience went out the door completely. She pulled the trigger and watched the ship ignite, the impact of the rounds to the ships hull sent the pilot out the cockpit and into a piece of shrapnel. His body splat against the shrapnel as she lined up a shot at the second fighter, the fighter was aware of her however, and started maneuvering about in an attempt to lose. As she closed in on the fighter, she saw the mine dropper open up. Shit. She pushed all power to the forward shields and shot the mine. The explosion sent her ship down to the left as she moved out of the way, and the Corsair fighter was destroyed.
She quickly diverted power from the forward shields, she kept the ship moving about in a smooth pattern. She glanced down at the radar screed, the sweat from her hair dripping all over it, blurring the projection. She wiped the sweat from the radar screen as she felt the ship violently shake, her head was sent forward onto the dashboard, it made a violent crack. Her vision was fuzzy as she desperately moved the ship about until she could fully make sense of what was around her visually, again. Once she could see clearly she glanced down at the radar screen, she had 4 fighters up her ass. Argh She reached over to press the button to open her comms link, but it was broken from her helmet slamming against it, with 4 fighters up her ass, she couldn't make time to fix it. FUCKING WORTHLESS! She screamed out of anger. Dying due to lack of communication? She didn't want faulty comms to be the reason for her demise, she flew the ship about, still desperately dodging projectiles as she looked for cover. She glanced over to her right, it was the wreckage of a Praefect, she hit the afterburner and gunned over for the wreckage.
As Anna approached she could make out a small tunnel from one end of the ship to the other, the capital ship must've been destroyed by a Light Mortar round. As she gunned through the tunnel 2 of the Corsair fighters didn't enter the tunnel and collided with the wreckage. The other two flew around the ship, looking to cut her off. Anna pitched the ship up upon exiting the wreckage. As she saw the two Corsair fighters make their way towards her, she banked to the left around a small piece of wreckage and released a mine. The mine impacted with the shrapnel, and the radius sent the Corsair fighters into disarray. She drifted in a straight line, rotating the ship around, as soon as the ship was facing the two disoriented ships she impulsed forward and shot them both down easily. She turned back for cover as she looked at the comms raido on her dashboard. She pulled the radio out and adjusted the wiring while using her knees to steer the ship. After re-adjusting some wires the comms radio started working. Red Squadron, reinforcements have arrived! Pull out now! We've done our job here.They weren't advancing? Why? With reinforcements they could maybe push the line towards Cadiz. Whatever, Anna had no idea how much ship her damage had sustained. She impulsed back towards the asteroid field while several Heimdall gunboats gave cover.
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