Aponycalipse: Wings of Freedom

Alex contacted them on the radio. “Ok, the aircraft are heading to city in about a few minutes. You should see them by now.”

Justin looks around as he points with his hoof.

“Over there!” He shouts. A group of Tu-160 blackjack bombers and Su-33 escorts are in formation ahead of them heading towards the city.

“Oh wow that’s a lot of escorts and bombers... “John said. “Are we the only ones incepting them what about the mobile anti-air?”

“We lost most of the triple A during the beginning of this war. So the city is exposed.” Isaac explained. “Plus some of the pilots have had their aircraft damaged when the pegasi attacked the air base. But we have a something they don't. And that is you two.”

“Really?” John asked.

“Missiles have a hard time tracking you plus bullets can't harm you. They just turn into candy.”

“Oh yeah I forgot about that,” Justin said as he was rubbing his chin.

“Ah... but we mostly have to worry about the bombs.” John said.

“Leave the bombers to me. You deal with the escorts.” Isaac said.

“Right... so we're just taking out the plane right no need to go after the pilots?”

“There’s no need to go after them so don’t transform them.” Isaac said as he breaks off and flies toward the bombers. “Now let’s go comrades!”

John folded his wing back and his feathers harden into diamonds as he dives towards the escorts. Justin soon follows John from behind. The escorts break off and fly towards them. Different languages were heard on the radio which made it confusing to know what they were saying. Isaac gets behind the first bomber and starts firing his machine gun.

John dips and maneuvers through the waves of escorts. Justin does a roll as a group of fighters fly by them.

“Yep they are now angry,’ John said.

“Behind us!” Justin yelled as four fighters chase after them and start firing their machine guns. The squadron of Super flankers and F-18 Hornets quick turned around and perused them.

“Yes!” John cheered.  “Be careful just because the bullets turn into candy doesn’t it mean it won't hurt.”

An explosion was heard as one bomber goes down. Its wings fall off just as it explodes in the air.

“Isaac got a bomber!” Justin called out.

“Take care of the escorts!” Isaac yelled. John waits for the moment and hits the breaks as his wings cuts through a Flanker’s wings off.

“Justin, one of the fighters is going after Isaac stop it!” John yelled. He chases after a hornet and rams into it, ripping off its rudders and its left wing. One of the B-52 bombers nearly reaches the city limits and the pair of Tu-95s are not too far behind. John got on top of on the fighter get ripping out the wires while the pilots trying to shake him off while cursing in Russian. Then they hear someone on the radio.

“Can anyone hear me?” The person said.

“Who is this?” Isaac asked as he shot down one of the bombers.

“This is AWAC. Call sign, ‘Watchtower.’ I will be tracking the enemy bombers and give you updates on the mission.” From a distance, an E-767 was tracking the entire mission. Isaac manages to shoot out the engines of the last Tu-95s. John flaps his wings and cuts into the cockpit of the Hornet causing the pilot to eject.

“This is just not their day is it?” Justin said as he taunted the ejected pilot.

“Hold on!” Watchtower yelled. “I am getting a large number of contacts on radar! They are above the clouds, somewhere to 10,000 feet! It could be more bombers.”

“Comrades, we must hurry. Everyone on me!” Isaac yelled as Justin gets in formation. John tiredly gets in formation and Isaac notices him as they flew up the clouds. “You ok John?”

“Little winded but good,” John said.

“Stand on my fighter until we reach the targets.” Isaac said. John folds his obsidian wings and grabbed the fighter’s tail. They get above the clouds and to their shock there were twenty bombers heading to the city.

“Aw come on!” John said in surprise. “Where the heck does Viktor keep getting these fighters?!”

“He has control of most of the air force,” Isaac said. “Makes sense since he has all this firepower.”

John groaned. “...We’re going to need more help...”

“Did some say help?”  A black Eurofighter Typhoon flies by them. It was Alex.

“Oh Alex!” John said as he sees Alex.

“John, fly with me. My sister is waiting behind the bombers.” Alex said as they could see a white Typhoon behind the bombers, but the cloud cover helped it stay hidden. John nodded and jumps of the plane and opens his wings to catch up with Alex. Alex flies off into the clouds as they reach to Lyra.

“Hello John!” Lyra said as she moves her fighter close to John and nuzzles him.

John blushed. “Hey…”

“Ok here is the plan. We'll attack from the back while Justin and Isaac attack them head on.” Lyra explained.

“Sounds like a plan,” John said as he nodded.

“Wait for it…” Alex said as they break out of the clouds as Justin and Isaac get in front of the bombers. “Attack now!”

Isaac fires several missiles as he shoots down several bombers. John flies forward like a rookie and fires his feathers at the bomber’s engines. Justin rams into a bomber's wings, knocking it out of the sky. Little did they know that a Tu-95's tail gunner fires at Isaac and hits him.

“We are almost done!” Lyra said.

“Yeah…” John could smell smoke. “Huh, wait where’s Isaac?”

The remaining bombers were either damaged or couldn't drop their bombs. They break off and retreat. From a distance, Isaac's fighter was trailing smoke.

“He's wounded!” Justin yelled in shock.

“Isaac!” John flew up to Isaac. “How bad are you hit?”

They could hear Isaac coughing on the radio as well as beeping coming from the controls of his fighting. “Damn….that gunner hit me hard. One bullet hit the cockpit and the engine is hit.”

“Can you still fly?” John asked. Isaac tried to steady his fighter but it started going different directions, showing that it was badly damaged.

“Please you have to help him,” Lyra said with worry.

John sighs and nods. “Isaac I need you to eject!”

Isaac knew he had no choice as he shoots out his fighter and opens his parachute. John flew up next to him. Isaac was wounded on his shoulder. His helmet comes off as he coughs more.

“At least we stopped the bombers…” Isaac said weakly.

“Yeah…we need to get you to a doctor.” John said.

“I-I’m fine. It’s nothing serious…”

Justin flew next to John and said, “John get Isaac back to the base.”

John flew under Isaac. “Here hop on!”

Isaac grunts as he unstraps himself off his parachute and lands on John.

“Let’s go,” Justin said as he flew back to the base while Alex and Lyra follow. John follows with Isaac on his back.