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The year is 2033. The world has been devolved into the primitive and savage environment that is World War Three. The war has touched everyone. It's only been three years since the first declaration of war.

2020, the oil had dried up. To the Middle Eastern countries, this meant an economy breakdown. Whoever is considered "rich" can barely keep up with the mountain of bills hence to their business' being ruined due to the economic breakdown. Other countries in Europe, some of North America, South America, Eurasia, etc. are relatively unaffected. The private sectors are all struggling though. The US was hit the hardest due to their consumption of oil and stubborn attitude. The reason why America was effected the most was because of the new solar power that was perfected. Micro-sunrays were implemented into European and Asian vehicles. All of them. Military, Civilian, Government, everything. The US only implemented them into military vehicles. They had already made an oil fervor into all other branches of vehicles. Even power was partially dominated by oil. Why didn't they use them? Why else, oil corporations. "Oiligarchies" they were nicknamed by local newspapers and such. CNN and Fox news and such didn't do so because if they did, there goes their next paycheck. Since America was a Capitalism, corporations, crime lords, and other rich nuisances could bribe their way through everything. Unless of course, it went against some politician's goals. Then another politician would go up against them. Blah blah blah. I won't bore you with the details. Entire families were forced onto a breadline.

2027. The American economy has been restored. But now... It's not a president running the show. A former Corporate CEO, Anthony Finnbar, was voted into office, in 2019. In the year 2023, he had restored the American economy, by slowly incorporating micro-sunrays into the private sector and public institutions. Approval ratings were sky-high. But America wasn't enough for him. As soon as it turned to New Year's eve and the year 2024 turned around, as soon as the crowd counted down to Zero, as soon as the fireworks exploded... The White house had barbed wire strewn around it, and military police, CIA agents, guard dogs, and automated turrets gaurding it. Every building that supposedly "belonged" to the Judaical or legislative branch was breached, secured, and strewn with dead Congress and Judaical members. Some of them and their family members simply disappeared. No corpses, no signs of where they might've been taken, only signs of forced entry into their residence. All military officials had been bribed or executed in extremely quick succession.

2025, Civil rights and Humanitarion groups, from over-seas, are demanding to know the status and location of members of Congress and Judaical members. They were released from a starvation camp. Their wills were broken, and they were all gaunt. The world remained was shocked. Tensions were getting higher with other countries around the world.

2026, enough military officials and platoons from all armed branches had decided enough was enough and committed a coup de tadt. They took as many nuclear weapons as they could, and made a run for the Mexican border. When Finbarr had been asked by the World Media, he calmly stated "Don't worry, I'll have ALL of them back and more. Sooner or later." ...

Mexico, had been overrun, by 2027. Half a year later, Canada was turned into another piece of American territory. The UN voted for a trade embargo with the United States of America. The US immediately withdrew from the United Nations. You're probably wondering, "If Mexico was the place where the Coup de Tadt troops took refuge, along with the Nukes, why wasn't Canada turned into a wasteland?" Simple. They weren't there anymore. The CIA chased them to the Brazilian seaboard. The rouge soldiers escaped to Spain. By then, the UN had brought together every militarily competent country from Western Europe, to Russia in a defense pact against America.

2029, the US took South America. All of it. China, North Korea, Kazakhstan and reluctantly, Vietnam, entered their own defense pact: The Red Star Defense Force (RSDF). Both the US and UN saw the RSDF as a possible threat. However, the RSDF, like the US, took up an isolationist attitude. An obvious sign that the US would go to war, would be when conscription doubled. Boy, on that year, Conscription tripled. Other countries hoped to stay out of the conflict that would obviously explode very soon. The world held it's collective breath.

Naught, but one year later, the US took the northern coast of Africa. The UN set it's foot down. It would NOT allow the US to take Africa. Taking Africa would mean giving the US the springboard they need to launch a full-scale invasion! So, on the year 2030, the UN declared war on the US. Ironically, the US was ready. In fact, both nation's Navies and Air forces met in the Mediterranean sea! Due to the British being the driving force in the Naval engagement, they sank a quarter of the American fleet. The US fleet admiral, ordered for the fleet to retreat. The US ground and air forces launched defensive operations. They destroyed all paved roads that previously, they worked so hard on creating. They looted from the same people they helped twenty years ago. Oh, the cruel irony!

The RSDF saw the conflict as an opportunity to attack the US from the rear. They threw everything they had at the Western side of America. What they found was a prepared, over-whelming force. The entire battle plan was in shambles. It was a pre-paid ticket to the almighty to be sent onto the landing zones. The fleets were harassed all the way back to their respective countries. So, they overtook the countries between them. Vietnam took up a defensive stance. North Korea took the chance to overtake South Korea. China beat the ever-living CRAP out of the other countries. Kazakhstan took the Middle-East. Once North Korea took over South Korea, creating the Free Korean Republic, they set their sites on assisting China. Then the RSDF started to take American owned islands in the Pacific, leading to a dead-lock for control.

No sooner had China and the FKR taken the final independent country in Asia, and Kazakhstan taken Arabia, had Russian forces poured over the unprepared Chinese Northern border. Meanwhile, the Western European forces assaulted the Middle-East and Kazakhstan. The UN, had classified the RSDF as a serious threat.

2033, the Chinese has beaten the Russians and Eastern Europeans back. The UN and US recovered from the Naval engagement in the Mediterranean. Soon, the Mediterranean sea will once again, become a death-trap.

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So's, let me explain. Essentially, America has become a dictatorship, ruled by a former Corporate CEO, Anthony Finbarr. The UN has brought in any country with a military force over 500,000 troops to fight in Africa, while Russia and some Eastern European countries fought in Asia. The RSDF is fighting in a deadly power struggle in the Pacific with the US, and are in a defensive war with the UN.

You are an Air Force pilot for your Alliance. Doesn't matter what kind. You can be a bomber, fighter, or multi-role. Pilots aren't segregated into seperate areas of the barracks so, anyone can socialize with anyone.

Anyways, all planes fly in a flight or formation. Their are never any Lone-wolves unless the mission calls for it. However, due to the Multi-role planes ability to fill in as bombers and fighters, Multi-roles and fighters can be in the same flight.

FINALLY, we get to the bio.

NameMake it appropriate for your alliance)
AgeAt least 17)
Gender:
BioAt least 5, optional)
Alliance:
RankNothing too out of control)
War front: (American players will be in the Pacific, Mediterranean, and Eastern side of Egypt. UN players will be in aircraft carriors stationed in the Mediterranean and Russia. RSDF players will be in the Pacific and Saudi-Arabia)
Physical descriptionAt least 3)
AircraftFighter, multi-role, bomber)
PersonalityAt least 3)
Other:

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I skip ahead because you're just acting rediculasly bro, and it speeds up the process of speaking and such. (For example, the check-ins) I wanted you to have a connection with the passenger before he was killed, but oh well. You were just about to be rescued by the guys you dropped off.

Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

When you're out o' the mission you're out. Either your side or the other side get hosed down by the time you return.

"Copy that Outlaw 2. Outlaw 1, Outlaw 2 is leaving the fight. Continue with mission." You fly back to the base. "Tower Control, my engine's done. Requesting permission to land." You say into your radio. "Copy that Outlaw 2. You're cleared to land. By the way, your squadron is returning from the fight. They won. The last bomber's down." You land the plane and wait with the emergency services for your squadron mates. They're the first to land. You meet up with them in the barracks. "Who was that guy Tory?" Tyrone was asking Victoria. "If I knew, I would tell you. All I know is, we're going to be fighting him again." Tyler notices you. "Oh thank God. I was scared you crashed during your descent or something."

Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

Josef brightens up. "You mean like in those cheesy moments in movies?" He chuckles at his joke. A regular cop opens your door. "Your Asian friend confessed he was with the PLA. His mission was to cause a big explosion, to try and gain followers for the communist rebels... Russia is in Civil War." (ONCE AGAIN) Josef looks like he doesn't know what to say. "No chyort?" "No chyort."

Illich and Markov had come to the Police Station to pick you up. "Our leave is being cut short." Markov said as he returned to the base. "Our squadron is being replaced by some newer ones. We're being put on the frontlines of this front of the war... Moscow." Illich looks at him in fear and confusion. "But- how-?" Markov cuts him off. "It's too much of a big target for the Kremlin to ignore. We're going up against Soviet planes, along with PLA advisors and reinforcements. It's going to be a big one." Do you have questions or a comment?

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

"I am in one piece but the engine is trash. I will have to get it repaired."

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

"I've been itching to be back in the cockpit. Guys, let's do it."

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

"It's not that big of a deal Jay. The engi's will be beating the guys who lost an entire plane." Tyrone jokes. You all head to the debrief.

The CO's face hasn't changed much in expression. "Awright people, here's the stats. 10 Typhoon fighters were downed along with all bombers." The guys start to cheer. "Yeah!" "We sure showed those ****s!" "Look at who's the 'world threat' now, ********!" After a while of bantering, the CO gets back on track. "We lost at least five planes, one MIA, three returned by SAR, and one KIA. Compared to how ****ed those guys got, we did pretty **** fine work. Dismissed. Everyone heads for the mess. After choosing what you wanted to eat, Tyrone hails you over to Outlaw squadron's table. "Hey, man. You aren't going vertigo on us right now, right?"

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

"No. No vertigo. Just really determined to take that ace down. I know that plane anywhere. He is the man that shot down my brother."

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

After a good frisking and civilian transport flight, you have made it to Moscow. It's, of course, in the middle of winter, so traffic is trippin'. So the boys decide to just walk the entire trip. After making it to the militarised air-strip, you all settle in. "I forgot how cold it is here." Markov remarks. You start to settle in at the barracks.

All squadrons are welcomed. Your squadron is the last to enter. "And now a good capital welcome to the new squadron, Tigr." Some lazy clapping follows from one of the more sarcastic guys. "Alright Tigr, here's the deal..." A map suddenly appears behind the CO. It shows that some Eastern regions are under communist control. "This is the open area war map, this..." The map suddenly changes to bombs, knives, and guns scattered across Russia. "Is the subversion map. It simulates that all areas across Russia, with civilian areas like cities, are not to be taken in face value. Every city, every forest, every street could have communist rebels. The Air Force is around, to make sure no enemies gain control of the air. Any questions?"

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

I say no along with the rest of our squad.

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Hopefully I can join.

Name: Jack Stone
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Biography: Jack Stone was just a happy child living in Washington in 2009. He liked planes, ice cream, and loved his parents more than anything in the world. His mother was a doctor, and his father was the captain of the US's prized ship, the USS Patriotic. He was only 13 when the war started. He was getting straight A's in school, he was making mechanical planes as a hobby and planning to become an air force pilot, and was the star of the school baseball team. But then his world was ruined. His father had been sent to protect the coast of California in case of a suspected attack. Jack was watching TV: Military footage of his father and his colleagues gallantly protecting the American coast. He was cheering for his dad from home with his mother, until a missile hit the USS Patriotic. It split the ship clean in half, and within seconds it was filling with water and had its engines exploding. Public reports said only 23% of the sailors survived, but none of them were his father. From that day Jack became really quiet, his school grades dropped, he became disinterested in sports, and he began to implement weapons into his remote planes, spending more time with them than ever before. But then when he was 14, his mother died when a military base was raided the RSDF while she was helping soldiers there, and his life lost the last piece of hope it had been clinging onto. He locked himself in his house for days until the military found him, and they took him in as he had very few living relatives, and those that were alive and well were much too far away to contact in the current state of war. He trained himself to become a military pilot, and at fifteen flew his first real plane for a test run - perfectly. From then on he was given intense training and became dedicated to become the best air force pilot in the military, to avenge his parents and destroy the RSDF. He uses his own F-47 "Blue" Fighter, which he constantly tinkers with when he's not in battle, training, or doing the few mundane activities he participates in, just like he did when he was a child. He constantly adds to modifications, and sometimes surprises even his higher ups on the battlefield.
Alliance: US
Rank: Master Sergeant
War front: Pacific
Aircraft: Fighter
Personality: Jack talks very little, only saying what is important. He has never been known to laugh, hang out with anyone, or really do anything social overall. He is deadly serious, and his only concern is killing every single person in a RSDF uniform and destroying any vehicle he sees with the colors of the RSDF on it. He is extremely intelligent, but this intelligence is ruined as when in battle he often has a hard time listening to orders as he gets addicted to the smoke of crashing planes and screams of pilots being shot full of holes. If there is even one other person or plane in the airspace, he will hunt them down, many times disregarding his orders. He definitely needs to work on his ideals and respect, but no one can doubt that his flying skills are close to inhuman.

I hope this isn't to long, my inner writer got a bit carried away. >.>

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Name: Jack Stone
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Biography: Jack Stone was just a happy child living in Washington in 2009. He liked planes, ice cream, and loved his parents more than anything in the world. His mother was a doctor, and his father was the captain of the US's prized ship, the USS Patriotic. He was only 13 when the war started. He was getting straight A's in school, he was making mechanical planes as a hobby and planning to become an air force pilot, and was the star of the school baseball team. But then his world was ruined. His father had been sent to protect the coast of California in case of a suspected attack. Jack was watching TV: Military footage of his father and his colleagues gallantly protecting the American coast. He was cheering for his dad from home with his mother, until a missile hit the USS Patriotic. It split the ship clean in half, and within seconds it was filling with water and had its engines exploding. Public reports said only 23% of the sailors survived, but none of them were his father. From that day Jack became really quiet, his school grades dropped, he became disinterested in sports, and he began to implement weapons into his remote planes, spending more time with them than ever before. But then when he was 14, his mother died when a military base was raided the RSDF while she was helping soldiers there, and his life lost the last piece of hope it had been clinging onto. He locked himself in his house for days until the military found him, and they took him in as he had very few living relatives, and those that were alive and well were much too far away to contact in the current state of war. He trained himself to become a military pilot, and at fifteen flew his first real plane for a test run - perfectly. From then on he was given intense training and became dedicated to become the best air force pilot in the military, to avenge his parents and destroy the RSDF. He uses his own F-22A Raptor, which he constantly tinkers with when he's not in battle, training, or doing the few mundane activities he participates in, just like he did when he was a child. He constantly adds to modifications, and sometimes surprises even his higher ups on the battlefield. After nearly getting shot down, landing his plane on a US airfield with a homemade F-22A Raptor, the CO conscripted/recruited him, and grouped him with a F-22 Raptor squadron.
Alliance: US
Rank: Master Sergeant
War front: Pacific
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron: Patriotic
Personality: Jack talks very little, only saying what is important. He has never been known to laugh, hang out with anyone, or really do anything social overall. He is deadly serious, and his only concern is killing every single person in a RSDF uniform and destroying any vehicle he sees with the colors of the RSDF on it. He is extremely intelligent, but this intelligence is ruined as when in battle he often has a hard time listening to orders as he gets addicted to the smoke of crashing planes and screams of pilots being shot full of holes. If there is even one other person or plane in the airspace, he will hunt them down, many times disregarding his orders. He definitely needs to work on his ideals and respect, but no one can doubt that his flying skills are close to inhuman.

Dude... That was possibly one of the greatest bios, ever, of all time. I don't mind if it's long. However, I changed the plane so it would be more in tune with the current military. Finbarr wanted his army to be the best in the world. He believed one of the ways to do so, have the most advanced one. Not saying anything bad about it, but a FU***** WW2 PLANE!? ... You bada@@! XD I also gave you a bit of a suprise.

You get out of your self-loathing session in time to notice you're in the briefing room. Your squadron leader, Col. John Fisher, is sitting to your right. Your wing, Captain Alexis Sanchez is sitting on your left. Farther along from her, Senior airman Gregory Vasqueze. You are stationed in Wake Island. Not much to do except not do duties. Good thing you like playing with planes. "Alright people, we're in for a big one. First, a carrior group is coming along to transfer units. Some cheers fill the room. After everyone settles down, the CO. "Second, a few hours before they get here, we're going up against a large wave of Chengyang fighters and Landing boats. The PLA are going for an amphibious assault. We've got the beach locked up tighter than your anus, so don't worry about the enemy infantry. The aircraft are what you've gotta take care of. Although fighters are more atuned with dogfighting, they can still shoot missiles at bunkers and gun towers. Your job, take those fu***** out. Any questions?"

Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

"So how exactly will the rebels gain aircraft?" Someone questions. "They've re-fitted Soviet jet aircraft to show that they want to return to the days of the Soviet Union. We all know, that must not happen. They've already fitted enough to take the Caucasus region, and the Black Sea. Some are completely new." Still no questions or can I get back to ****ing around?

Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick, harsh, unrelenting
Other:

Tyrone's eyes widen. "Holy hell." He murmurs. The table sort of goes silent. Somebody turned on the TV. Fox news, or what's left of it, is reporting on something only a few guys saw coming. "Trailing from the topic of RSDF successes in the Pacific-" "Fu** that sh**, we're just catching our second wind!" Some guy from the Marine Corps yells. Some other guys yell "HOORAH!!!" "-Russia has devolved into civil war. After a failed bombing of a stadium in Omsk, the PLA and Kazahkstan subversive forces have managed to instigate the population into a revolt. The UN has halted it's advance into Kazahkstan and China, to pull off units to defend Russia from the rebel forces." Apparently, almost no one saw it coming. Guess they were too focused on their fight with the UN forces in the Medditeranean. "The suprises just keep getting worse." Tyler mumbles. Tory gives him some words of encouragement, but anyone who heard probably thought even she didn't believe those words. "Da**. That's going to free up some units to hit us harder in the Pacific. What do you think, Jay?"

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

Nope, no questions.

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick, harsh, unrelenting
Other:

"It will hurt our front there but it gives us a better chance of getting into the european mainland."

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

No one else has any questions. "Alright. Here is your current mission." The map zooms in on one of the many rural areas outside. There seems to be a large group of civilians screwing around in the cover of some trees. However, there is a pair of dirt streaks going across a clear, which opens up to the outside. You could fit an American Stealth Bomber in there. "One of the dumb-a@@ pilots here who was trying to show off..." The CO trails off as he stares daggers at one of the pilots. He shrugs. "Guilty as charged." He joked. "He noted this irregularity in the forest. He also saw some men in RSDF uniforms. These civilians are now considered rebels. The ones that weren't on the air field have been arrested by the Military Police. However, after a head-count, we have noted that not all the pilots were there. Your mission is to guide a group of soldiers while they move in to take the airstrip. Good luck, and god-speed."

You're flying with your squadron the new squadrons are Vine squadron, and Bismarck squadron. "This is Sovoya, air forces, can you hear us?" Tigr 1 answers. "Da, comrade. We hear you loud and clear." "There are MiG's starting to take off the runway, along with some transports being prepped to take off. Can you take out the MiG's before they take out our assault force?" "Copy Sovoya. We'll take them out." It's night time. It's a wonder that the sentries spotted Sovoya.

Three squadrons of MiG's ae streaking towards you. They are all in seperate arrowhead formations. They are approaching as fast as they can. "Fire all missiles." Vine 1 orders as all planes fire. So do the enemy. As you break left, a pilot is on your tail. These guys have former Soviet Union tactics as well! What do you do?

Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick, harsh, unrelenting
Other:

Tyler nods in agreement. Someone basically lunges into the cafe. "Someone turn to NBC! QUICK!!!" He yells. Someone changes the channel. A field anchor is behind cover as rounds go all around him. "It's official folks the RSDF are making a push. I say again, the Kazahls are making a push into Egypt. About-. What? Aw crap. RUN BOB!!!" Someone turns off the TV. It's an officer. "I want all of you in your planes. Those fu***** do NOT get through." "YES SIR!!!"

You're in the air. All squadrons have once again scrambled. Almost as soon you all take off and get into position, Chengyangs emerge from the clouds. "DA** IT!!!" One of the squadron leaders curse. "So much for getting a better chance of getting to the Euro mainland, eh Jay?" Tyrone jokes. After the initial wall of missiles, it appears there were hardly any downed planes on either side. You manage to get on a Chengyang's tail. What do you do?

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick, harsh, unrelenting
Other:

I open fire

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

I dump the throttle and roll right, hoping for him to pass me.

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Name: Jack Stone
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Biography: Jack Stone was just a happy child living in Washington in 2009. He liked planes, ice cream, and loved his parents more than anything in the world. His mother was a doctor, and his father was the captain of the US's prized ship, the USS Patriotic. He was only 13 when the war started. He was getting straight A's in school, he was making mechanical planes as a hobby and planning to become an air force pilot, and was the star of the school baseball team. But then his world was ruined. His father had been sent to protect the coast of California in case of a suspected attack. Jack was watching TV: Military footage of his father and his colleagues gallantly protecting the American coast. He was cheering for his dad from home with his mother, until a missile hit the USS Patriotic. It split the ship clean in half, and within seconds it was filling with water and had its engines exploding. Public reports said only 23% of the sailors survived, but none of them were his father. From that day Jack became really quiet, his school grades dropped, he became disinterested in sports, and he began to implement weapons into his remote planes, spending more time with them than ever before. But then when he was 14, his mother died when a military base was raided the RSDF while she was helping soldiers there, and his life lost the last piece of hope it had been clinging onto. He locked himself in his house for days until the military found him, and they took him in as he had very few living relatives, and those that were alive and well were much too far away to contact in the current state of war. He trained himself to become a military pilot, and at fifteen flew his first real plane for a test run - perfectly. From then on he was given intense training and became dedicated to become the best air force pilot in the military, to avenge his parents and destroy the RSDF. He uses his own F-22A Raptor, which he constantly tinkers with when he's not in battle, training, or doing the few mundane activities he participates in, just like he did when he was a child. He constantly adds to modifications, and sometimes surprises even his higher ups on the battlefield. After nearly getting shot down, landing his plane on a US airfield with a homemade F-22A Raptor, the CO conscripted/recruited him, and grouped him with a F-22 Raptor squadron.
Alliance: US
Rank: Master Sergeant
War front: Pacific
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron: Patriotic
Personality: Jack talks very little, only saying what is important. He has never been known to laugh, hang out with anyone, or really do anything social overall. He is deadly serious, and his only concern is killing every single person in a RSDF uniform and destroying any vehicle he sees with the colors of the RSDF on it. He is extremely intelligent, but this intelligence is ruined as when in battle he often has a hard time listening to orders as he gets addicted to the smoke of crashing planes and screams of pilots being shot full of holes. If there is even one other person or plane in the airspace, he will hunt them down, many times disregarding his orders. He definitely needs to work on his ideals and respect, but no one can doubt that his flying skills are close to inhuman.

(Why thank you good sir. I will make sure to put you on my boss list.)

I sit silently through the briefing, and then grin as I hear the part about the attack on the island. I raise my hand to ask a question, "How quickly can we move out, and how many fighters are we fighting?"

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