Fiction: Group 4
New Tales of the Pearl River Delta
International College Hong Kong (ICHK), Wong, Ian - 14, Fiction: Group 4
Chapter: 0
preading out rough arms and blocky wingtips. Her sleek body scythes across the thick forests as she
reaches forward towards the horizon, whimsically spiraling off for a roll and a spin before returning
back on track.
“Arc, please refrain from aerial acrobatics during combat operations”
“Come on Garnet, I’m still five minutes off TCZ”
An exhausted sigh sounds through the mike
“Would it kill you to give your dispatch a break?”
SWARM LAUNCH DETECTED: FORTY-FIVE SECONDS TO IMPACT
Bearing down from the heavens, a
swarm of missiles darted and arced, slicing apart clouds with two jets
menacingly gaining pace.
“Contact. Two missile carriers. Probably taking runs at our guys before they saw me”
“Try not to get blown out of the sky. We still need you for recovery.”
“Ah Tina, always one to encourage”
“I would be if you didn’t always get into trouble Geyn”
“Come on, it’s not that bad. Right?”
Quick flashes of light fly just above the left wing.
“Focus on the targets Arc”
Followed by a swift click that signaled the deactivation of the transmitter.
“Now that that’s over, time to get to business.”
PROXIMITY WARNING: TEN SECONDS TO IMPACT
“AI, activate combat mode! Input mode, manual!”
FIVE, FOUR, THREE , TWO, ONE
IMPACT.
Where the ship stood, a massive fireball burned bright as the two jets circled around.
Without warning, three golden lances of light stabbed through the flame, two slicing off the wings and one
of them blowing a ragged hole straight through the center. Within the blink of an eye, the plane was gutted
through it’s metal armour, front and rear collapsing into an explosion.
What stood alone where the flame once stood looked completely different from before,
a humanoid, metal monster now takes it’s place.
It hovers vertically in place, wings now spread out wide behind and engines full-blast.
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