Night Bridge: Who’s bright idea was it to give me the convicts again? Listen up to the briefing.

Night Bridge: The VP wants us to strike deep into enemy territory, escorting bombers to use against scourge bases. Sadly, they wouldn’t let me decide what planes Grey Squadron would use, so I got stuck praying that it would get me more money. Sadly, the planes they get, that will no longer be interchangeable, are SA-121 bombers. But back to the point. Grey squadron, escorted by Kid and Tacky, will be the diversion, luring scourge aircraft to their SAM sites. Afterward, the main force comprising of more SA-121s, escorted by PZL-153-Es with I-100s performing BVR, all the while Spectre and I direct all this chaos from above. AWACS Redhand, yes, the guy we took from the Mutsplyk or whatever it's called, will be up there with us, directing Grey Squadron, but I am so dang hungry rn, so don’t mind me eating my Burrito. But we still have one more thing to address. The fact that the enemy has some JSTQ built SAMs from M-War-II, somehow. Probably because of the reformists teaming up for free brownie points. But, we might get a new type of help, who knows. But remember, if this fails and we retreat without doing much damage, say goodbye to Contera and Hello to Malaysia.
Kahn: There is sömething very wröng with yöu.
Night Bridge: I know, makes it much better for me.
Burza: How though.
Kid: Let's get this over with.
Redhand: Kid and Tacky, you will provide air support for Grey Squadron. Grey Squadron will be strafing enemy SAMs to make way for the heavy force.
Osprey: Honestly, much nicer than Night [REDACTED]
Night Bridge: Hardy har har. Off to Malaysia with you.
Redhand: I'm just as bad, if not worse.
Sidewinder: Dangit, will anyone be nice to us?
Kahn: Nö
Edge o’ space: Breh

Kahn: The fun wön’t begin, nöt until we get the criminally insane öne.
Burza: Agreed, where is Cooper when you need him?
Tacky: Or the B-62 Deliverers?
Redhand: Grey Squadron, you are cleared to engage, if you attack a different target that is not authorized, Kahn is cleared to down you.
Kahn: Röger.
Redhand: Night Bridge, how much you wanna bet that we end up doing ffa.
Night Bridge: My Mansion’s worth of money.
Redhand: Deal
Sidewinder: Sidewinder, engaging.
Enemy AAA: BOMBERS SPOTTED! OPEN FIRE!
Night Bridge: Im not so happy to say this at the moment, Spectre, commence jamming.
Spectre: Right-o
Final Hit: This is Grey-6 ‘Final Hit’, I have been, well, hit by enemy 40mm FLAK, turning to disengage.
Night Bridge: Get ready, get ready. GET READY! Kahn, you have full permission to open fire on Grey-6
Kahn: Negative, I’ll let High Röller-8 dö it.
High Roller-8: Roger, firing on Grey-6.
Final Hit: wait WHAT!

Boom

Night Bridge: He ejected, honestly better be in a scourge POW camp, somehow it’s nice, then be in a SA-121, plus, he most atone for his crimes.
Redhand: What did he do?
Night Bridge: He was working with TB in the R-C War, was literally his VP
Redhand: Good riddance.
Burza: Literally [REDACTED]
Enemy AAA: Allied Opponents inbound!

Red Eliminator: This should be Ea-

BAM!

Kahn: This is High Röller-1, enemy Red Eliminatör has been döwned.
Red Opponent E: THEY HAVE BVR FIGHTERS! DO WE HAVE ANY TERMINATORS?!
Flagstaff: Not here you don’t.
Night Bridge: Why do I see you everywhere? Hear me out, we both get in F-5Fs, and dogfight each other to see which one of us is better.
Flagstaff: I'm good.
Night Bridge: HA! SCARED!
Flagstaff: Why can’t y’all shoot him down already?
Enemy SAMs: Jammer
Flagstaff: Well that sucks.
Gimmel: This is destroyer Gimmel, we are firing our SAMs at a larger enemy SA-121s.
Osprey: This is Osprey, I’m going down.
Sidewinder: Edge o’ Space, go down and get Osprey inside your plane.

20 min later

Sidewinder: All enemy SAMs and AAAs destroyed.
Night Bridge: Sorry to say Burza, but you will need to send a detachment of Sokol IIs to finish off the enemy fighters:*
Green-1: This is SA-121 ‘Gardener.’ We are headed in for our attack run on the enemy Airbase.

Night Bridge: Roger that Green-1, you better not fail this, or else your entire Dang squadron will be sent to Malaysia on MY accord.
Green-1: This is so stupid.
Night Bridge: Good, gives you something to think about.
Trąba powietrzna: This is Trąba powietrzna, firing cruise missiles

Kahn: Heck yeah, the Missile Sniper has arrived.
Night Bridge: The missiles have hit, looks like the enemy hangers are destroyed. Let’s let the Green Squadron finish cratering the runway, then we can turn back.
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Afterword

???: Still haven’t any word of The Thing. Where is it?
???: Almost here, this isn’t good.
???: Do everything in your power to lock him in there.
???: Got it.
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END

Burza: Fine, I’ll tell.
Kid: FINALLY!
Burza: Don’t push it. During my training in Florida with the US Military, my PZL-102-C got caught up in a hurricane, with water seeping inside my plane, destroying the instruments. Because of this development, I tried to use the way the hurricane was moving, and some islands in the eye of the hurricane, to fly my way back. I somehow ended up in Northern Brazil with 2 gallons of fuel left. Somehow, someway, I had flown so off course that I was officially labeled as dead.
Kid: What Category Hurricane was it?
Burza: Category 3
Kid: Huh, you next Tacky.

Actual end.