Kahlia Akasha Jet Strike By Jimmy Boom Semtex

Kahlia Akasha Jet Strike

By Jimmy Boom Semtex

Far over the horizon tracer shells arced into the heavens on long silvery trails, visible by the naked eye and on night vision equipment. Bigger flak bursts showed where exploding heavy shells hit nothing. Individual missiles zoomed skywards chasing their own shadow, pretty detonations graced the heavens boosting the morale of their firers. A ring of steel protected the second secret facility but they were naked if they couldn’t locate their deadly enemy. Word spread all over Burma of multiple nuclear explosions and at least ten enemy jets coming from all points of the compass, attacking.

   This facility was a biological weapon lab buried underneath a mountain. One hit and the whole mountain would come crashing down entombing anyone who outlived the initial two hundred kiloton explosion. With their radar and jammers on standby both pilots now felt anxious, they needed all the surprise and luck to crack this nut. Slowly the streams of tracer and explosions came closer. The outer edge of the defensive gun belt was still ten miles away from the mountain base. Their weapon had a max range of twenty so it was time to launch; cunningness was the order of the day.

   “I’m going to launch out of range of their guns and missiles, we don’t want to risk a lucky shot on their part. I’ll snap roll and fire from upside down, lofting the weapon so it climbs and comes down at an angle to the mountainside. When it goes off the blast will seal the entrances and bring the mountain down on top of them. Ok here goes!”  Nick said in a gruff voice, studying his Head Up Display and infrared image.

   “Good technique. Don’t miss. I want our second to be a direct hit like the first,” Vaanya commented, double-checking her switches and screens.

   “Take you shot, it’s all in the green.”

   “Here we go!”

   Nick shoved the controls over violently and felt his world whirl quickly in three dimensions, almost forgetting to fire the missile. He did so when their wings were well past the angle. It was okay – just. The kick back from the second weapon almost sent their jet crashing into the jungle. Both Nick and Vaanya corrected and brought the dizzy almost uncontrolled roll under control. Already two miles away and climbing the second nuclear missile was on target and on the way.

   “What were you saying hot shot?” laughed Vaanya, chastising Nick for his screwed up snap roll.

   “Yes, I could have done that better. I need more practise on that manoeuvre,” Nick sheepishly answered, knowing his pagan bride was correct.

   “Anyhow, I’m turning onto our new heading. You can fly for a bit, I need to relax after that close call. Okay we’re on heading. Are you ready?”

   “Yes I’m ready to take control,” she confirmed.