Flight of the raven.

by Enceledus

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Crossover, Alternate Universe
Length: 742

Fighter jets plus equestria equals ass whoopin W.I.P

A work in progress and my first fic, critiscism is welcomed. be aware i only have like 1 1/5 of a paragraph written

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-04-21 02:36:49 UTC

Chapter one

“Raven one to command, Echo six is down repeat, echo six is down!” a pilot shouted over the radio.

“Rodger that raven one, Fall back asap. Mission is a failiu-” The channel went dead before their commander could finish his statement. And the flight of four, red and black F-23 black widow fighters banked for friendly airspace. “Raven two, to raven one, i've got multiple contacts coming in fast.”

“Dammit... Engage with Aim-120D.” After the lead pilot had spoken, he got a lock on an aircraft and the missile streaked from it's internal weapons bay.

“Rodger that Kosoru, Engaging targets at long range.”

“Raven three, splash one.” The third fighter in their formation said estatically.

“Raven Four confirms kill.” A fourth voice said over the radio. “Keep up the kill streak three, and the cap will be buying a round  for all of us.”

“Lightning Burst, I never agreed to that.” They reformed into a delta shape and headed for their airbase. Radio silence was kept up for about twenty minutes before warnings and lights started going off in the cockpits of the fighters.

“Dammit. Three, get  a lock on their radar towers and nail them with a HARM missile, Two and four, take care of the boogies, i'll cover three.”

“Two acknowledges, What about you four?”

“Acknowledged, Engaging enemy aircraft.”  Soon after saying that, a missile rips out from under raven three's fighter and obliterates a radar tower, blinding several SAM sites in the area.

“Should be clear from here to Canterlot cap.”

“Rodger, all aircraft, return to formation and follow me.” The fighters resume their delta formation and fly through the gap in the hostile SAM field's radar.

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Canterlot castle.

Time: 03:58 pm.

A royal guard rushes into the Throne room and approaches Celestia, kneeling in respect. “Princess, the reconnaissance operation was a failure. We under estimated their Air defenses.” With that being said the princess let out a defeated sigh.

“Very well, See if you can re-route a salivate then.”

“Princess, we also learned some valuable information, The enemy seems to be operating Griffon built, Su-47 fighters, some of the most advanced in the world.”

Saying that Celestia was shocked is an understatement, but due to the authors limited grasp on creative writing, it will have to do.

“V-very well lieutenant, you're dismissed.”

The stallion saluted her then left the room.

“And I thought things would've gotten better...”

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Northern equestrian airspace.

Time: 04:08 Pm.

“Raven one to tower, request permission to land.”

“Permission granted, you guys got back here quickly.”

The rear wheels on kosoru's fighter hit the run way and the nose wheel bounces a bit before landing on the ground and slowing down, the aircraft taxiing to the hanger. “The mission was a failure, we lost the Sr-52 Night Wing.”

“Sounds rough, commander's gonna want to see you after you land.”

“Rodger, kosoru out.”

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Lightning burst was the first to notice the commander walking into the rec room of the airbase. "Hey cap, how'd the meet up with the boss go?"

"Abso-fucking-lutely horrible. He blamed the failure of the mission entirely on me yet we didn't even know they had Su-47s!"

"That's the protectorate for you Kosoru"

"For all i care they can just go and piss off..." With that said by kosoru he walks out and heads up to the roof and lays there.

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Northern equestrian air space.

Time: 10:00 Pm

"Raven one to all fighters, keep your eyes peeled, we're entering the killing field now. We can't botch this op again otherwise we'll be grounded for the next month and a half."

"Raven two copies."