"Both interceptors. Take it down."
In the hanger, the pilots dashed to their craft. They strapped in and the VTOL air superiority fighters, the best Earth had to offer, were soon soaring through the skies.
Crowhood is the first to see the enemy craft.
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Crowhood opens the throttle to full and moves in to attack.
Crowhood launches Avalanche missiles!
Hit!
Alien ship is lightly damaged!
Alien ship fires a plasma beam!
Hit!
Interceptor is quite damaged!
Crowshood launches Avalanche missiles!
Miss!
Alien ship fires a plasma beam!
Hit!
Interceptor is heavily damaged!
Interceptor tries to pull out!
The UFO keeps on its tail!
Alien ship fires a plasma beam!
Hit!
Interceptor is lost!
Interceptor launches Avalanche Missiles!
Hit!
The UFO is lightly damaged!
The UFO fires a plasma beam!
Hit!
The Interceptor is quite damaged!
Interceptor launches Avalanche Missiles!
Hit!
The UFO is lightly damaged!
The UFO fires a plasma beam!
Hit!
The Interceptor is heavily damaged!
Interceptor pulls out!
The remaining interceptor limps home, heavily damaged - it'd require a long time in the workshop to be airworthy again. Meanwhile, only light damage had been inflicted to the UFO.
The Commander gritted their teeth, watching the blip of the UFO head for... a city? Dread pulls at their guts. It's not long before the reports come in...
"We're getting reports of aliens attacking Aberdeen, Commander. They're... openly attacking."
On the viewscreens, images of bright green bolts striking down civilians, police and soldiers, played out in mute gore.
"Launch Strike Two. Strike One still isn't fully battle ready from the UFO we downed before."
Quietly, so none else would hear, the Commander whispered "And God help us all."
Results: Interceptor Crowhood lost in action
Interceptor 'Blue Devil' damaged for 12 daysAlien Terror Attack in Aberdeen!
Strike Two, prepare for combat!