Inglorious Adventure

Posted on Fri Feb 28th, 2020 @ 1:20am by Division Admiral Thomas Lasky & Chief Warrant Officer Ryi "Taffy" Amlari & Staff Warrant Officer Hana "8-Ball" Nakamura
Edited on on Fri Feb 28th, 2020 @ 1:25am

Mission: Mission 28: Those who Remain
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 1000Hrs - February 25th, 2391

Typhoon addressed her Flight before the exercise. "For this scenario it will be two on two. Lynx, Eight Ball will be your wingman. Hogshead will be my wingman. We will be encounter each other on the designated flight paths. This is a simple dog fight simulation. Any questions?" Typhoon asked.

"Yes, I have one." Hogshead cut in.

"What is it Hogshead?" Typhoon asked.

"Why don't we stop wasting our time and let me take on the three of you?" Hogshead asked. Lynx rolled her eyes and Eight Ball shot him a nasty look.

"That would defeat the purpose of a two on two encounter if I switched the parameters into three on one." Typhoon replied, unaware of Hogshead's obnoxious undertones.

"Alright." Hogshead conceded. "But why am I your wingman?"

"Because you are the junior member of the Flight." Typhoon informed him.

"Junior member!" Hogshead yelled.

"I think that is an honest assessment of your skills." Lynx told him.

"Actually, until you have been active in our simulations we cannot assess any persons flying ability." Typhoon corrected Lynx. "As untried pilot you are the junior pilot."

"Your kidding, right?" Hogshead asked.

"I am a Vulcan." Typhoon responded. "As a race, we do not 'kid' or apply humor."

"Oh yeah, you must be a riot off duty." Hogshead responded.

"I do not riot on or off duty Mr. Hogshead." Typhoon told him. "Stop wasting training time and get into the simulators."

The other three pilots complied and prepared for the simulation. Typhoon and Hogshead were behind a moon. Somewhere on the other side, Lynx and Eight Ball were headed towards them.

"Well, I don't need these." Hogshead claimed as he unloaded his payload of microtorps.

"What are you doing?" Typhoon asked. "I never gave you the order to jettison your payload."

"I don't need those to beat Lynx and that other girl." Hogshead informed Typhoon.

"Chief Kendal, this is not about 'beating' Lynx and Eight Ball." Typhoon told Hogshead. "This is a training exercise to gauge and improve skills."

"You have a lot to learn Vulcan." Hogshead told Typhoon.

"Technically you are correct." Typhoon agreed. "Now, follow my lead as we engage them." And with that Typhoon moved her fighter around the moon.

Hogshead began to follow her, then stopped dead. Typhoon continued on towards Lynx and Eight Ball. "Alright Hogshead, prepare to engage." Then Typhoon looked at her sensors. "Hogshead! Where are you?"

"I'm sorry Typhoon. You cramp my style." Hogshead replied.

"You were ordered to to be my wingman! This is insubordination!" Typhoon stated loudly. It was at this time Lynx launched her micros and destroyed Typhoon.

"It's play time. " Hogshead announced as he moved off at the two other pilots.

"My flight stick broke!" Eight Ball shouted.

"Are you sure?" Lynx asked.

"It broke off!" Eight Ball shouted. "I can't steer!" She screamed as her fighter shot a bee line to the moon.

"That's understandable." Hogshead casually told Eight ball "Suicide is understandable when you have to face me."

"Shut up you idiot!" Lynx yelled at him. "Eight Ball, only engage your right engine and you should turn away from the moon."

"Okay." Eight Ball answered. Lynx brought up her fighter to help guide Eight Ball. Hogshead took the opportunity to shoot down Lynx. "You Asshole!" Eight Ball shouted before slamming into the moon.

Suddenly Boomers voice cut into the program. "Hogshead. Explain yourself!" came the unexpected growl. "I assigned you to clown flight as the junior man in the group..... and I see you causing trouble.."

"I'm winning the fight, Commander." Hogshead coolly answered.

"Then Explain this!" Boomer screamed at the top of his lungs.

"I'm an enemy fighter and Lynx decided on a lost cause instead of engaging me." Hogshead answered. "You scream louder than Lynx."

"Get out of your simulator." Boomer ordered. "Now!"

Hogshead climbed out of the simulator. "Your really this upset about what happened?" He asked Boomer.

Before Boomer could answer Eight Ball came in screaming with a control stick held aloft. "I'm goona beat yer butt!" She yelled. Lynx intercepted her. "Let me hit him!" Eight Ball shouted.

Boomer raised an eyebrow. "Explain this..." he inquired. "Eight Ball....?"

"I don't know!" Eight Ball shouted. "This isn't the first time a control stick broke on me."

Boomer turned back to Hogshead. "Listen to me very carefully Junior.. Before I assign you a new callsign.. You owe every woman on this ship an apology for being a sexist pig. You have inflicted yourself upon every woman in range... and you are fortunate that I'm a nice guy and I won't chapter you out for your mouth.... but there are others aboard who are not as forward thinking as myself."

"Apologize for what Boomer? I think we just have a misinterpretation of events." Hogshead defended himself.

Boomer looked enraged. "Stop arguing with me." he responded with a soft growl. "You got sent here because you were a sexist prick... says so on your file."

"It actually says 'sexist prick' on my file?" Hogshead asked. "I must be the one in Star Fleet." He stated, almost a little proud.

Boomer regarded the other guy. "Do you want to be chaptered out for good.... get cashiered out for being an ass..?"

Hogshead stayed silent. It was obvious to him that Boomer was getting a little irrational.

"You will stay with this flight... until I decide you deserve real flight status..." Boomer explained. "You're giving me nothing to work with."

"I just bested three pilots." Hogshead explained.

"Thats after you dumped your ordinance package and you can't claim credit for two of them anyway, Typhoon was killed by Lynx and Eight ball crashed into a moon due to a damaged control stick... and you killed Lynx because you're an asshole who didn't care that there was a serious problem." Boomer explained. "You're on report...and one more incident... You will not like what I do to you." Boomer proceeded to quickly get into the other man's face. "I have had it with pieces of shit like you who come in here and tell me that I'm the one at fault for you being an asshole. Either clean up your act or I will have you chaptered out of Starfleet... am I clear?"

"Was it necessary to call me a piece of shit?" Hogshead asked.

Boomer opened his mouth to say something then he stopped, before turning his head away, while tapping his combadge. "Boomer to Camshaft. I need you at my location RFN."

"Copy skipper." came the response, moments later a moderately build pilot came around the corner, a hand on his sidearm. "You wanted me skipper?"

"Yeah... take this guy and.... cure him of being a sexist pig before I have him shot." and with that Boomer angrily turned and stomped off.

Camshaft paused. "Alrighty... Ladies... go on back to your simulators, Eight ball. take Simulator A9 instead of your usual and you... take C5." he indicated Kendal. "Today... we do the Redemption Scenario."

Camshaft for his part was one of the lucky few who had passed this scenario the first time. It was a mission from the Dominion War with a Federation Medical ship receiving wounded from several shuttles and a damaged Miranda class starship, Cardassian fighters would show up in several hammer and anvil style strikes which made it almost impossible to save the Redemption.

Camshaft climbed into his simulator as he powered it up then he sealed the hatch. "Clown flight... do you four read me?"

One by one each sounded off. Eight Ball added that her control stick was functional.

"Very well.. Lets begin." and with that the scenario started. The Olympic Class Medical vessel was at present alone, suddenly three shuttles appeared, moments before a Miranda class ship also appeared, then the com system came alive with chatter from the five ships.

The three shuttles all turned as they began moving towards the Medical vessel. "Camshaft here, Clown flight. we're picking up three ships coming on. heading one six two mark sixteen, intercept them please."

"Roger that Camshaft." Typhoon acknowledged. "Flight: Assume an Echelon Left formation." With that, the fighters made there formation with Typhoon in the lead followed by her wingman Hogshead, then Lynx and her wingman Eight Ball.

Camshaft watched the mission play out. "Alright Red Flight... we have a second Jem'Hadar ship arriving... this one is a full sized Jem'Hadar fighter.... heading for the Korolev."

Camshaft's smile grew ever wider as he deliberately killed the com. "Come on Hogshead, screw this up..I dare you."

Typhoon flew out to intercept the Jem'Hadar fighters with Hogshead in tow. Lynx went after the solitary bogie. Typhoon launched a microtorp and destroyed a fighter. Typhoon then tried to maneuver around another fighter. She did it and started to wear its shields down with her phasers. Hogshead kept the last fighter off Typhoon.

Meanwhile, Lynx quickly dispatched the solitary fighter with a torp and was headed to link up with Typhoon.

Camshaft smiled as a Galor Class cruiser appeared, the Korolev meanwhile finished offloading her wounded onto the medical ship and slowly began to move off.

The Galor meanwhile was heading for the Redemption. "Mayday, mayday, mayday... our engines are out... we need ten minutes to restore them." came the expected distress call from the Olympic class vessel who's warp nacelles seemed to turn off. "Red Flight. deal with that Galor would ya kindly?"

The last fighter was destroyed in cross fire by Typhoon and Lynx. Typhoon opened the comm. "Red Team: form line abreast and prepare to volley fire microtorps on the Galor." Typhoon ordered.

"Typhoon, with all do respect, we need to knock out the Galor's compression phaser bank first." Hogshead advised her.

"Negative Hogshead." Typhoon replied. "It would be more effective for our flight to wear down the shields first. The compression phaser has a limited arc and would be little threat to a maneuverable fighter."

"I hate to agree with Hogshead but he is right." Lynx chimed in. "that compression phaser is no threat to use but it will carve up that Miranda class."

Typhoon was silent for a second. "Very well, we will try the more risky method of attack. "Hogshead and I will deliver the first attack and Lynx with Eight Ball will be in the follow on attack. Understood?" The other pilots responded in the affirmative.

Typhoon and Hogshead went straight towards the forward section of the Galor. They dodged the Cardassian's phasers and fired their micros. Typhoon's fighter was hit and destroyed by a phaser. The micros slammed against the Galor's shields. Lynx and Eight Ball followed right behind and fired their micros too. Eight Ball's microtorp hit dead on to the compression phaser, destroying it.

"We lost Typhoon!" Lynx shouted. "Alright, we have its attention. Form an arrow with me in front." Lynx ordered as the three fighters formed up.

The Galor turned as it began shooting its phaser lance at the Korolev, Camshaft's voice came over the com. "Ummm guys... wanna kill that thing?, please.... and thanks?"

Korolev's shields were down as she was transporting over her wounded and the Cardassian ship began to tear chunks out of her superstructure.

The flight started launching microtorps at long range and continued to fire them as the fighters dodged return fire. As the flight did a flyby they all launched a salvo of torpedoes. The Galor exploded as the fighters flew by. Eight Ball's fighter was the last to flyby and her fighter blew up in the larger ship's explosion.

"We lost Eight Ball." Hogshead told Lynx.

"I know!" Lynx shouted back. "Stay ready, I'm sure there are more bogies coming!"

Camshaft's voice came over the com. "We're just finishing delivering our wounded. cover us while we make an exit.." and with that, the medical ship USS Redemption engaged her warp engines and was gone, Korolev following closely behind.

"Nice works guys,.... you passed... head for debriefing in ten minutes."