Operation Misguided Bird

[Falcon161 3]

First story of many! Hope yall enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please note that this story is fictional, but I did do research on everything I write on in my stories. I f there are any questions please do not be afraid to ask me as I will be glad to answer them. Some of your questions may be ansered in other stories I write.

 

Operation Misguided Bird

 

23 August 2005, 2:35pm. As 17-year-old April Huntington, the 5’8” black haired female captain of the 321st FFW of the T.M.A.F, entered the briefing room she saw as expected her wingman and brother 2nd lieutenant Daniel Huntington. But she also saw someone she never expected to see in her whole career as an T.M pilot, the T.M. commander himself, 16 year old 5’11” Douglas Lapan. As she took her seat right next to her brother she noticed the serious expression that was on his face and did not ask what she wanted to ask, “Why was the T.M. commander here? And what was the mission they were going on?”

But she did not have to wait long for those questions to be answered. Because as soon as he saw that both the pilots were situated in their seats the T.M. commander started to speak in a calm but commanding tone “Good afternoon! We have little time so I am going to explain your mission, which has been classified until the final leg of the operation is complete. Your mission to put it simply is to intercept a Janet 737 coming out Los Angeles international airport and escort it back to Fort Norman, unharmed if you can help it!”

“Why are we intercepting an airliner? Is it hijacked or something?” Amber jumped in obviously confused.

"It has not been hijacked. It is carrying personnel to their workplace in Area 51!”

“Excuse me sir.” Daniel asked raising his hand.

“Yes go ahead!”

“Then why are we intercepting it?”

“As of 24 hours ago the president has declared the activities going on at Area 51 as illegal. And we are intercepting the 737 so we can interrogate the Area 51 Personnel to find out certain aspects of Area 51 so we can plan another operation, that is all I can divulge to you as of now!”

“What is our load out, sir? And what are we flying?” Amber asked.

“The aircraft you are flying today is the Sukhoi Su-37 Terminator MKII. You are to be carrying the standard Air to Air load out, 4 AIM-9X super sidewinders, 6 R-27X super Alamo’s, and 700 rounds of 20mm cannon ammo. You are dismissed!”

 

Amber and Daniel rose to their feet, saluted the Commander, who promptly returned the salute. Amber and Daniel then walked out of the briefing room and headed towards the pilot lockers to change from their civilian clothing into their black flight suits. After changing into their flight sits they headed towards a parked jeep that was waiting for them outside in the 115-degree desert heat, got into it, when they got into the jeep the driver started to drive them to their hanger. After the short 2 minute trip they arrived at the medium sized gray hanger and outside of the hanger were 2 Su-37’s in the 321st’s recognizable black dragon paint scheme, which had the entire body of the aircraft painted black with detailing giving the illusion the aircraft had scales like that of a dragon and painted on the nose was the dragons head and mouth which was red and had gray teeth. After they got out of the jeep they headed for their designated aircraft and began inspecting them for flight. As Amber walked around the aircraft she was in awe at the sheer beauty of the aircraft, as she preferred Soviet aircraft to American aircraft. She checked the missile pylons, rudders, and flaps; then made her way to the cockpit and climbed the ladder up, climbed in and sat down in the Sukhoi’s seat, which she found to be quite comfortable for a high tech fighter. As she looked around she saw that there was a black flight helmet with the number 1 and the symbol of the 321st, a red dragon spreading its wings with its head lowered in a roar. She slid the helmet over her neck length black hair and secured it to her head. She then strapped herself to the seat by putting the aircrafts 4-point harness around her G-suit; she then adjusted the harness over her physique and waited till the staircase was retracted till she started her pre flight checks. As soon as the staircase was retracted she started her pre flight checks, she first checked the engine which whined to life as she threw the engine switch to it’s on position, she then checked the thrust vectoring by moving the joystick and looking in the mirrors to see if they were responding, then her rudders, flaps, ailerons and canards. Everything was in check and worked perfectly as she expected to, thanks in part to the superior training of the T.M. mechanics, she then closed the canopy, which locked in place with an audible hiss. Then the radio crackled to life and a female voice came over the radio “Black dragon 1, this is tower do you read, over.”

“Copy tower.” She replied

“Request taxi to runway two-niner, tower.”

“Copy that Black dragon 1. Taxi to runway two-niner and await clearance. We have 2 F-16’s that are taking off right now."

“Roger, thanks tower.”

As she looked around she saw that her brother was right beside her in the second Su-37 and was ready to taxi. Amber spoke into the radio with a hint of excitement in her voice “Two lets head on over to runway two-niner.”

“Roger sis.”

“Hey bro are you just as excited to test these babies out as I am!”

“Hell yeah! I’ve waited for months to test them out! Although not under these circumstances.”

“Do you think we will encounter any bogies?”

“Hope not, 1!”

The Su-37’s pulled up to the runway and waited as the two dark gray and blue F-16D’s from the 125th tactical fighter squadron took off into the blue sky. Amber put on her oxygen mask, flipped down her visor to protect her eyes from the sun and spoke into the radio “Tower this is Black dragon squadron request clearance to take off over.”

“Roger that Black dragon squadron you have clearance to take off, good luck!”

“Copy that tower thanks!”

Amber eased the throttle of the plane forward until it started to gradually pick up speed. She checked her speed after a few seconds, which was now at 203mph and climbing rapidly, after a couple of seconds the aircraft started to lift off the ground and rise into the air. Amber flipped the gear up switch and raised the landing gear; she then looked at her height that was now at 800ft AGL and airspeed, which was at 635mph, She let the aircraft rise at a gentle angle and then leveled it off at 8000ft AGL with a constant airspeed of 640mph.

After five minutes of level flight the radio crackled to life with a males voice on the other end “Black dragon 1-1, this is Watch Dog 3 do you read?”

“Roger I read you loud and clear Watch Dog 3 go ahead.”

“Black dragon squadron you are to intercept target at waypoint five in 10 minutes, over.”

Amber checked her navigation display and looked at waypoint 5 which she estimated at being over 15 minutes away at their current speed. She then said into the radio “2 do you read me?”

“Roger 1.” Daniel replied.

“We are going to have to book it if we are going to reach the target in time!”

“Copy that.”

Amber then pushed the throttle to its max and engaged the afterburners. The aircraft leaped forward in response. The two Su-37’s streaked across the clear blue Nevada sky at mach 1.5 in order to get to the Janet 737 in time.

After a couple of minutes Amber and Daniel pulled the throttles down to 65% power to bleed off their airspeed. Amber then looked at her radar and noticed that there was a new large contact at 12,000 feet. Amber took notice of this and said into the radio “Watch Dog 3 come in over.”

“Go ahead Black dragon 1.”

“Is the aircraft we are seeing on our radar the Janet aircraft?”

“Roger that 1. Climb to match its altitude at 12,000 feet.”

“Roger.”

The 2 Su-37’s climbed until they leveled out at 12,000 ft. The Janet 737 was less than 280 yards ahead and was clearly visible. Amber realized that the 737 probably had already picked them up on radar, and surely enough the radio broke from its silence with a middle aged mans voice “Calling to the two unknown aircraft tailing us. You are following a U.S. government aircraft state your intentions!”

“This is Black dragon 1 of the T.M.A.F! Janet Flight 109 we have orders to take you to Fort Norman T.M. Air Force base in Arizona.”

“Negative, we are not diverting from our present course!”

“Janet Flight 109, please do not force me to “help” you with your decision.” She said with obvious sarcasm.

“We are not diverting from our present course!”

“Bad decision!”

Amber had taken place alongside of the 737 but had dropped back to 1,800ft behind it. Amber flipped up her master arms switch and selected the 20mm Gau cannon; she looked at her HUD and aligned the gun pipper with the 737’s left engine. Amber flipped the trigger guard up on the joystick revealing the gun trigger, then without hesitation squeezed it unleashing a burst of 32 20mm rounds from the Gau Vulcan gun. The rounds ripped through the left engine of the Boeing 737 causing it to burst into flames and creating a trail of thick black smoke which stopped quickly as the pilots of the Janet 737 cut the fuel supply to the left engine off. The voice of one of the pilots of the crippled 737 then came over the radio obviously shaken “Okay you win we are changing course now!”

“I thought you would see it my way sooner or later.” Amber replied with a slight chuckle.

Aboard the EWA-747 call sign Watch Dog 3, one of the radar operators was scanning the skies when his radar started to pick up two small contacts heading towards the 737 and the 2 Su-37’s. Not sure of what he was seeing he ran cross check with another radar operator but she saw the same thing, two small fast moving specks. The two radar operators then ran a radar analysis. And what the 2 specks matched against when they got the results shocked them. The female radar operator quickly returned to her station and got on the radio.

Amber had just gotten relaxed when a female voice came over the radio in an alarmed tone “Black dragon squadron this is Watch Dog 3 you have two F-22 raptors inbound on your position ETA 3 minutes! Engage you’re Anti Stealth Radar System now!”

Amber was in shock at what she heard, but she quickly flipped up the ASRS switch and the 2 specks she thought were just a radar glitch grew in size as the ASRS sent out its electromagnetic waves, which destabilized stealth material. Just as she was about to contact her wingman a male voice came over the radio that wasn’t the 737’s pilot “Calling to the 2 T.M. fighters this Major Jonathan Givans of the U.S.A.F. I am ordering you to move away from the Janet 737 or you will be shot down!”

“I’m sorry I can not do that Major, we are under orders that come from the president of the United States himself!”

“Bulls**t Black dragon 1!”

“Major if I hear a radar lock or IR lock warning I will be forced to engage you!”

“So be it!”

“2 stay with the 737! I’ll take care of the Raptors!”

“Roger 1! Be careful!”

Suddenly the radar lock warning started to go wild as it was warning her of a missile launch. Amber knew that it was an AIM-120 AMMRAM that was fired at her; she quickly engaged her ECM and deployed chaff. But the missile was still tracking her; so she quickly jerked the aircraft upward throwing the aircraft into a cobra stall, deployed 8 chaff countermeasures, and pushed the joystick down and engaged her afterburners to get out of the impact zone. The AMMRAM fell for the clever trick and was fooled into going after the chaff and detonating. Amber felt the vibrations in her aircraft and quickly got her bearing and targeted the Raptor that had fired the AMMRAM, which was 2 miles in front of her with its engines facing her. She quickly selected an AIM-9X super sidewinder, with its advanced IR seeker warhead had no problem locking on to what little heat was coming from the F-22’s engine. The IR tone growled confirming that it had a lock “Black dragon 1, FOX 2!” Amber said while pressing the trigger.

The super sidewinder streaked off of the outer right wing rail and quickly headed towards the Raptor which quickly deployed flares and banked hard right to try and lose the missile. But it was no use, the sidewinder slammed into the back of the Raptor destroying the back end of the aircraft and part of the left wing causing the aircraft to plummet to the ground and slam into the desert floor, the pilot did not eject. Amber quickly turned her attention to the last raptor, which had gotten behind her and was firing its cannon at her. Amber watched the orange tracers fly by her and she realized that he was leading her so she quickly banked the Su-37 to the right causing it to do a sideways cobra and giving her a perfect shot at the Raptor with her cannon. She squeezed the trigger and watched as a stream of cannon rounds blow the right wing off of the Raptor causing it to catch on fire and spiral into the ground erupting in a ball of fire and debris. Amber felt no remorse for shooting down the two Raptors, on the contrary she was quite proud of taking down the so-called all superior fighter.

Daniel was getting worried when he saw that one of the radar blips disappeared but had a sense of relief come over him when the second one disappeared. Then Ambers voice came over the radio “Hey bro look behind you!”

As soon as he looked behind him he saw Ambers Su-37 streak in from behind his aircraft, and do two-barrel rolls as she passed the crippled 737. She then deployed her airbrakes and positioned herself on the right side of the 737’s cockpit. Amber then said to the 737’s pilot “Well it looks like the two fighters you called for are gone thanks to me!”

“H...how did you destroy the Raptors?” the pilot responded obviously stunned that 2 of the most advanced fighters in the U.S. were destroyed by a Soviet made aircraft.

“We have anti stealth radar’s equipped just incase we engage any stealth aircraft!”

There was no more talk from the 737. Amber was checking their position when she heard her radar beep as it picked up 5 more contacts. The same female radio operator then came back on this time even more alarmed “Black dragon squadron we are picking up 5 F-15c’s that are enroute to your position!”

Before amber could reply a voice of a male in his 20’s came over the radio “Calling to the 2 T.M. fighters and the T.M. AWACS. This is Delta squadron of the U.S.A.F. you are to cease you’re interception of the Janet 737 and follow us to Area 51 or be shot down!”

Amber knew she could possibly take 3 of them out with her super Alamos but she was low on fuel since she had used her afterburners way too much. She replied with her usual defiant tone “Negative Delta squadron we will not desist our operations.”

“Sorry that you feel that way. Delta squadron take them all out including the AWACS!”

Suddenly just as about Amber was to turn and engage the F-15c’s, 4 more contacts showed up but this time they came in from her 6’O clock. She feared the worst as they were F-22’s but suddenly the voice of another middle-aged man came over the radio “This is Screaming Eagle squadron of the U.S.A.F calling to Delta squadron! These aircraft are now under our protection and if you want to get to them you are going to have to get through us!”

But instead of a response the 5 blips on the radar reversed direction and got out of radar range. Amber then looked around and saw that the 4 F-22’s had placed themselves next to her Su-37; she then radioed the lead aircraft “Screaming Eagle 1, why did you help us out?”

“We are under direct orders from our base commander to help you out just incase Area 51 scrambled aircraft to engage you.”

“Thank you! I already shot two of their Raptors down.”

“Roger that. We heard their radio communications.”

“Do you know where Fort Norman is? Over”

“Roger that. We trained a couple of your new F-22 pilots three months back.”

“Thanks again Screaming Eagles for your help!”

“No problem Black dragon squadron.”

Amber relaxed a little as the unusual flight of seven aircraft flew towards Fort Norman airspace. As they entered Fort Norman airspace the radio broke from it’s 30-minute silence as the tower contacted them “Black dragon, and Screaming Eagle squadrons please land on runway two-niner. Janet flight 109 land on runway two-eight and prepare to be boarded, over.”

“Roger that!” Amber and Daniel replied simultaneously.

“Roger. But we are heading back to our home base.” Screaming Eagle 1 replied while the 4 F-22’s broke off and headed towards the east.

“Roger.” The pilot of Janet flight 109 replied hesitantly.

Amber pulled the throttle down to 20% power, deployed her landing gear, and set the aircrafts flaps to their landing position. As the 2 Su-37’s touched down on the ground their drag chutes deployed to slow them down tremendously. Amber and Daniel guided their aircrafts back to the hanger, and cut their engines. As their engines whined down Amber opened her canopy, unclipped the four point harness, and took of her helmet and carried it with her as she climbed down the ladder. As she looked around she noticed that the 737 had already landed and was now surrounded with various APC’s that included M123’s which were nothing more than an updated and more heavily armed version of the M113, BMP2’s, as well as a couple of humvee’s armed with .50 caliber machine guns. Amber then turned around and said as her brother got along side of her “I guess we will just have to find out what that was for when the other operation begins.”

“Yeah. But to tell you the truth I saw no real reason for this operation.”

“Maybe so, but it had to be done sooner or later!”

“Yeah but why not just attack Area 51 with full force?”

“Intelligence brother! I mean why send in troops into a dangerous situation without knowledge of the enemies defenses!”

“Oh!”

“You’re not very bright Daniel!” Amber said with a chuckle.

Amber and Daniel then boarded the same jeep from earlier and drove towards the pilot barracks to wind down and get ready for their debriefing.

Two weeks later a Joint operation consisting of both T.M. and regular U.S. forces took over the famous base. The invasion took 15 minutes to complete and cost the lives of 3 T.M.A airborne troops, 4 U.S. Army airborne troops, and 33 Area 51 guards. The force discovered that there were hundreds of black projects that went on without the general publics knowledge some of which consisted of high altitude high-speed aircraft capable to reach speeds in excess of 23,000 miles per hour. The base was then turned over in control to the T.M. and is now used as a testing facility and a T.M. Air Force base. The land that was taken from the public in the late 1990's was given back for public use. The commander of the Area 51 was placed under arrest and was charged with providing disinformation to the American Public, as well as never informing the President about the activities in Area 51

[Falcon161 3]

hey guys dont be afraid to let me know what you think! I'm a writer and any suggestions are welcome, just as long as they are constructive and make sense. Oh and if you want to ask something please post it . Without your comments how can I know what you like about it or what you dont understand? I will gladly answer any questions you guys have!

[JediMaster 451]

All I can think of right now is I don't think the Su-37 has a 20mm Vulcan cannon. It doesn't have room in there for it. The 30mm cannon it has takes less room carrying only 150 rounds.

[Falcon161 3]

Thanks for reading and the feedback. Well I figured since it is a modified version of the aircraft made for the U.S. so I decided to give it a GAU 20mm instead of the 30mm GsH, although I am now regreting not giving it the 30mm. I hope that yall dont mind that the pilots are teens. BTW how did you like the story. More to come!

[JediMaster 451]

While the average teen couldn't hack it, I'm sure there are some who could, assuming they had the physical build for it of course.

 

I will admit I don't get WHY they are teens. It does make a line like "someone she never expected to see in her whole career as an T.M pilot" a bit comical, though...just how long has that career been anyway?

[Falcon161 3]

Sorry for not giving enough back information to the story! Now that I read it it kinda doesnt make sense but now I will explain. Be warned this is where it kinda goes into a somewhat science fiction element in the series. When a teen between the ages of 13 and 19 join the T.M. they have an option of getting a treatment that halts aging for a certain number of years. April Huntington went for an 12 year tour with the T.M. Airforce starting at the age of 13 but she did not get her anti-aging treatment until 16 which means after that for the next 9 years she will look like and keep the characteristics as a 16 year old which after her tour in the T.M. she will get a reverse treatment which stops the anti aging process and resumes the growing process from where it was left off. But only 50% of teens who enlist actually get the treatment as most of them then go into college or into the military after their tour with the T.M. is up. Sorry for the Sci Fi element but it is the only one in there I promise I hope it doesnt stop people from reading my series. BTW update next in series should be up in the next couple of days! I have had alot of time recently as I am sick and can not go to school until I am better.

[JediMaster 451]

Yeah, that bit is completely unexplained in the story, and a bit important in retrospect!

[Falcon161 3]

Yeah but I think I am going to have to give a detailed history of the T.M. and explain some stuff. I can have that up by the weekend if yall want it.

[MigBuster 2,884]

Yeah reads ok - a more trendy version of Dale Brown!

 

Still most movies and books are all fantasy - we all know the first thing an SU-37 would see of an F-22 would be the radar emission from an AMRAAM in its final homing phase

 

The bit about the anti-stealth radar is good - although reminds me in some ways of the old Batman series with his gas that turned metal really heavy - so the baddies couldnt hold their guns

[Falcon161 3]

Glad ya liked it! I will post the history of the T.M. by the weekend and Blood Flag(Second story in T.M. series) sometime next week.

[S-70 Blackhawk 0]

Nice work Falcon!

Only thing I could think of is the radio procedures (not exactly how they work in real life), if you want a hand with them, just hollar :D

Keep up the work dude

Blackhawk

[PIGHUNTA69 0]

I thought it was alright, and i hope this isn't stupid but what does T.M. mean?

[Falcon161 3]

Thanks guys glad yall liked it. T.M. Means "Teen Millitary" PIGHUNTA69 and it is not a stupid question at all. And S-70 I could use the help on the Radio Procedures as I was just guessing the hell out of it.