MD #164: Frak
Frak
Summary: All does not go well for Inez and Gloria in the sims.
Date: 19/09/2017
Related Logs: None
Gloria Inez 
Flight Simulators - Deck 2 - Battlestar Orion
The Air Wing has access to flight simulators to train pilots off the ground in combat maneuvers and situations that are hard to replicate with regular dogfight practicing and this is their home. A very large rectangular room, the hatch opens up beside the bank of computers that control the simulations and what is seen by the individuals when training sessions are in progress. The sims are actual cockpits cut out of old frames and installed here to function exactly as the real thing, right down to oxygen plugs for suits. The screens of the old days are still there but rarely used, and in each helmet the crews see a projected hyper-realistic depiction of the combat environment and what their cockpits look like with any incurred damage. There are two Vipers, two Predators, and two full-cabin Raptors available.
06/04/2049

When not out fighting, a reasonable chunk of the wing's time is spent in training, and the sims play a large part of that. Right now, there's a pair of Gentlemen Ghosts scheduled, and the techs are spooling up a fairly standard raptor training run. One target at a time, see how far you get till you winchester, bug out, or die. Gloria, the ECO for this jolly, arrives in her flight suit with her helmet tucked under her arm and signs in, before moving to take her place in the back of the simulator and get settled.

With her helmet gripped under her elbow, Lt. Sawyer is redoing her ponytail as she enters, giving a little grunt with the effort, and then straightening, shifting the helmet to grip it in her left hand as she signs in, then heads to the simulator and climbs in herself. "Dodona," is her simple greeting to the ECO. "How did you get that callsign?" she asks, using the couple minutes they have as the computer spools up the sim to satisfy her curiosity.

"By having a flight that liked me," Gloria replies with a smile. "I used to operate Orion's DRADIS in CIC, was pretty good at it, so they went for an Oracle. Even went with one of Zeus', which was nice of 'em." Hell, she jumped the fleet into Twin Rocks, good times. "Yell when you're ready, I think we're good to go back here. By the look of the loadout I have jamming pods and four missiles."
And once both of them confirm their readiness the sim-room dims and the screens activate to show a flat expansive plain, middle of nowhere Picon perhaps? "Okay, I'm reading one hostile on the ground. Looks like a tank… it's seen us. Jamming."

"Lucky, that," Inez tells Gloria with a grin, and settles in for the pre-flight check before she gives the 'Ready'. She settles in and nods. "Copy. Switching to 20mm. We'll see how the strafe hits him." With the flat plain, it's an easy approach and she holds steady on the target.

<COMBAT> Gloria suppresses Tank1 with 120mm Main. <successful>
<COMBAT> Inez attacks Tank1 with 20mm Minigun - Moderate wound to Tracks (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Tank1 attacks Inez with 120mm Main and MISSES!

With her head down over her board Gloria doesn't see much of the actual exchange, just the way it plays out on the DRADIS. "It's still with us," she calls, and Inez will be able to hear a mess a tapping as she works to keep jamming the skath craft, "ecm working for now."

Inez cranes her neck a little, then nods at Gloria's report. "Coming around for a second pass," she responds. The view shifts in a blur as she pulls around and focuses the craft towards the tank once more. "Firing," she calls, and the guns rattle out their rounds as she swings in a little lower.

<COMBAT> Gloria suppresses Tank1 with 120mm Main. <successful>
<COMBAT> Inez attacks Tank1 with 20mm Minigun - Critical wound to Body (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> CREW HIT! Tank1 - Moderate wound to Left Leg.
<COMBAT> CREW HIT! Tank1 - Moderate wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Tank1 attacks Inez with 120mm Main and MISSES!

<COMBAT> Tank1 has been KO'd!

It's not until the blob representing the tank on her screen disappears that Gloria is certain ouf the outcome of that pass. "Didn't so much as scratch our paint," she replies in a satisfied tone, "good shooting." There's not long to relax though, before she gets another blip on her screen. "Looks like they're spicing things up a bit. I've got something trying to lock on to us from those foothills bearing 245. Missle truck I think. Want me to jam or shoot?"

"Thanks," Inez replies, grinning fiercely as they pull up a little. When the new target is called out, she pulls around, squinting. "You've got the first shot. Soften it up with a missile, then jam it when I close the distance," she decides, and keeps the bearing steady towards the foothills.

<COMBAT> Gloria attacks Forge1 with Missile Ap - Moderate wound to Body.
<COMBAT> Forge1 uses a Missile Aa!
<COMBAT> EXPLOSION! Pretty Close To Raptor-4453o - Moderate wound to Body (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - NEAR MISS!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - Critical wound to Cockpit.
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Body stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Body stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Left Wing stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Gloria has started a new turn. Pose and choose your action.

"Copy that," Gloria replies, "softening the frakker up." The switch to her missile system isn't tricky, it all runs off the DRADIS console anyway, but she take sher time with preparing her shot. ECM is her thing, missiles are not, so she's careful to do it right. "Missile away" she calls, then, evn as the raptor is shaken by the return shot, "switching to jam."

Inez nods, and grits her teeth as she sees the missile incoming. She waits for the away call, then pulls on the yoke to try and roll away from the blast. "Frak," she mutters, flinching a little at the cracks that snap around her in the glass. "Bombing the frakker to Hades," she announces and shifts the weapons as she pushes closer in.

<COMBAT> Inez uses a Bomb Racks!
<COMBAT> EXPLOSION! Right Next To Forge-9130x - Critical wound to Body.
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Forge-9130x - ARMOR on Body stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Forge-9130x - ARMOR on Body stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Forge-9130x - ARMOR on Body stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Forge-9130x - ARMOR on Body stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Forge1 uses a Missile Aa!
<COMBAT> EXPLOSION! Far From Raptor-4453o - Moderate wound to Body (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Right Wing stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Gloria suppresses Forge1 with Ecm. <successful>

"Palpable hit," Gloria calls as she gets the readouts from her system. Then, a moment later, the forge's missle hits and the sim shakes. "Frak. We're venting air," she calls, "atmo only intil we can patch." They have their flight suits of course, but risking blowing the hatch is never a fantastic idea. "Still jamming, but watch out as you come round, looks like the terrain gets steeper to the west.

"Copy," Inez replies, and she spares a glance back. "Going full evasive and keeping it low." She pulls around, and looks below her, then towards those rises to the west.

<COMBAT> Gloria suppresses Forge1 with Ecm. <successful>
<COMBAT> Inez passes.
<COMBAT> Forge1 uses a Missile Aa!
<COMBAT> EXPLOSION! Right Next To Raptor-4453o - Critical wound to Body (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Cabin stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Cabin stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - Moderate wound to ECM.
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Right Wing stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Controls stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Right Wing stops the attack!
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - Critical wound to Cockpit.
<COMBAT> SHRAPNEL! Raptor-4453o - ARMOR on Body stops the attack!
<COMBAT> CREW HIT! Inez - Serious wound to Left Arm.
<COMBAT> CREW HIT! Inez - Critical wound to Head.
<COMBAT> CREW HIT! Inez - Serious wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> CREW HIT! Inez - Critical wound to Right Leg.

<COMBAT> Raptor-4453o has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Inez has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Gloria has been KO'd!

"Need me to swi.." Gloria starts, about to ask if Inez wants her to take a shot, but then the forge fires and all her jamming is for naught. The sim shakes them a bit, then goes black for a few moments before the lights return to normal and the programme ends. "Frak," the ECO, comments succinctly, "we nearly had the damn thing."

Inez's evasive swing brings them around at the wrong angle, and sends them almost directly into the missile instead of away from it. She's not quite as succint as Gloria in her exclamation of disgust, and brings her hands down on the edge of the console. "Well, that would have made me a close, personal, friend of Dr. Stone," she decides after the lights come back up, and turns to give Gloria a rueful side twist of the lips. "Next time."

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