15-1 Riding The Edge
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- Location
- 100 Meters From Your Location
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Seven planes against a Goth warband's cargo ship. Coming down from the core territories. The strongest force of them you'd be fighting yet, closest to the core government, if you could call it that. You were happy you'd brought your polarized goggles, as the land you flew into was covered with snow. Nearly pure white below a white and blue sky. Without your goggles it would be nearly blinding. The elevation around these parts was astounding for flat-ish foothills, to reach a proper cruising altitude, you had to reach an elevation of over two and a half kilometers, and even then, with some rough range measurements, you were only about five hundred meters from the ground with random peaks snd valleys. You'd need to keep an eye out for the ground.
Cresting a hill at different angles, your squadron, by pure luck, found the airship and its escorts while you yourselves were spread out, only within range of Mattis and his pilot to support or receive support from.
Your Plane
Current Altitude: 25/29
Current Speed: 15/23 (32 Overspeed) (Altitude)
Toughness: 8/8
Strain: 29/29
Fuel: 6/6
RPM: 1/7
[ ] Vote on the first round you do!
You are allowed to pick more than one thing in sequence! Also if anyone votes for eyeball, please immediately roll for it and I'll tell you what is seen so you can all vote accordingly.
Cresting a hill at different angles, your squadron, by pure luck, found the airship and its escorts while you yourselves were spread out, only within range of Mattis and his pilot to support or receive support from.
Your Plane
Current Altitude: 25/29
Current Speed: 15/23 (32 Overspeed) (Altitude)
Toughness: 8/8
Strain: 29/29
Fuel: 6/6
RPM: 1/7
[ ] Vote on the first round you do!
You are allowed to pick more than one thing in sequence! Also if anyone votes for eyeball, please immediately roll for it and I'll tell you what is seen so you can all vote accordingly.