Second Flight

Posted on Fri Mar 6th, 2020 @ 7:11pm by Gunnery Sergeant Odessa "Smoke" Martell & Colonel Leslie "Fireball" Isaacs

Mission: Mission 63: Second Nature
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 1900Hrs Local Time - February 27th, 2392

It was Leslie "Fireball" Isaacs's day off so he was wanting some time to himself and getting in some stick time would help clear his head or he could find someone who wanted to get laid. he did have plenty of options but most of the time he kept to himself. He settled on flying.

Isaacs was wearing all of his flight gear again, this time he wanted to get some stick time in over Europe for Operation Charlemagne otherwise known as 'The Liberation of Europe.' It was set around the final stages of the third world war. He tapped in the program he wanted as he heard footsteps approaching down the hallway, his hearing was in truly exquisite shape. "Hello Bugs." Isaacs turned to greet the younger Orion woman. "Hows things?"

"Oh just great... What about you?" She offered him her best grin and pushed herself up on her toes to kiss his cheek.

Isaacs regarded her. "Feel like flying?", he was not expecting the kiss.

"You bet'ya! Got some time before work and I can't sleep no more. Walking around looking for trouble isn't the same on a ship than it is on world. But what can a girl do? Get into holodeck trouble!" She smiled affectionately and took a look at his gear. "Where we flying today?"

"Today... We're going to Europe. How did you enjoy your flight in Korea?" he inquired of the smaller woman.

"It was interesting. Although I'd prefer it if we didn't blow up again." Martell grinned and winked. "What part of Europe?.Germany?. Italy? Scandinavia?. Great Britain or Ireland?"

"The date is twentieth of march, twenty fifty."' Isaacs regarded her as he handed her a PADD. "The various details of our mission and flight... We're going to Western Europe."

"Nice... That last flight in Korea was fun." Martell responded with a smile. "I think though I should make my own and use that." she added a moment later.

"It would help." Isaacs deadpanned as he regarded the smaller woman. "As I recall the male pilots liked you." he sighed. "Besides... we're going to England... " he tapped the display once as the door opened. The two of them stepped into a large military base except this place was easily three times the size of the base that they had visited in Korea. "Welcome to RAF Brize Norton." Isaacs supplied. "This way..." there was nobody present as Martell smiled. "First I want something from you." as she went down on her knees.

Isaacs unzipped his fly as he gently grasped his cock and pulled it out, a moment later the Orion had his cock between her lips as he quickly became hard under her touch, the blowjob was quick as he felt himself become aroused and quickly, he came in her mouth, she swallowed him in silence as she enjoyed her mid-evening snack. "Mmmmm..." and with that, she cleaned him off and he slid his cock back into his suit again. "Thanks.' Martell commented with a smile.

The place was a mess of pilots, armory personnel and weapons technicians, they were swarming over just about every single last plane in sight. "Well... Welcome to the first day of Operation: Charlemagne.." he said quietly as he approached an F15E wearing a hemp color scheme. "Yep... A Royal air force F15E Strike Eagle." he turned to her. "So... you ready to fly Bugs?" he smiled down at the smaller Orion.

"Just give me a few moments to get into this." Martell gestured at the gear she had just conjured up and went on to promptly put it on. "So what's today's gist?, Why all the fighting?" she inquired, clearly she didn't know what was going on. She squirmed as she slipped on her flight gear as she was doing something of a show for the other pilots who were watching with interest.

"Well out mission today is to take out a SAM site on the French coast, not far from Cherbourg," he explained. "If we can take it out.. and all of our other guys hit their targets. we can proceed with the assault on France and start Operation: Charlemagne. The purpose is to liberate Europe." Sinclair explained.

"Liberating Europe. Got it!" She finished buckling her gear and stepped up to Isaacs for inspection. "Are we going to lose again? Or do we actually have a chance of getting it right this time?"

"No... This time.. we're going to win." Isaacs responded with a smile as he regarded her. "Yeah. you make the flight suit look hot," he added as he gently helped her with her collar. "Yep. You look good." before he kissed her on the lips, then he handed her a Map which indicated the area they were flying into. It had RAF Brize Norton marked, it also showed southern England and northern France with their target marked clearly. "That's where we're going." he explained. "I want you to draw out our route so we get there..."

"Got it." She accepted the map she looked at it for a few moments. "Anything I should know before we get underway?" She winked at him and nudged him lovingly. "This will be fun." She grinned up at him.

Isaacs smiled, he found Odessa's good nature and humor to be infectious. "You get extra points if you do it right and we survive," he responded. "Besides. I have no doubt we'll get redeployed mid-mission to help someone else in need.."

Nodding she took a moment to observe the map. Finally, using Isaacs as a writing board, she drew their itinerary, making sure to stay on their side of the border as long as it made sense to do so, then drew the rest, trying to avoid major cities, or what she thought might be military installations. "Here's hoping I don't get us killed." She smiled back at him and winked. "If I do, at least you get the satisfaction of dying with the prettiest girl on the ship!"

"If I do then we will make the enemy bleed before they kill us.." Isaacs rumbled. "See those four warheads on the rails... Those are brand new, straight from Research... They are almost identical to Joint Direct Attack Munition. JDAM's except these are armored against fire, armor-piercing and they also have a rocket on them. They are designed to go in deep and explode deep inside hardened structures or emplacements." Isaacs explained for Martell's benefit.

Martell nodded. Her people in their long history had major wars like this and several of them were downright evil compared to this war. What others had called Wars, the Orion had spent thousands of years as slaves to other races, this had allowed them to proliferate and they had simply outlasted their enemies as they had arisen and had fallen, for various reasons.

Pushing the sobering thoughts aside. Martell smiled at her friend. "Let's get this job done then!"

"Yep... Besides... The war will be over in six months.." Isaacs sighed. "Come on Bugs, Let get this done," he said to the shorter woman, before he went and climbed into his Eagle. He regarded Bugs as she was climbing into the back. "You good back there Bugs?" he inquired of her.

Taking a moment to latch herself safely. Martell booted her computer and gave her pilot the thumbs up. "All good!" Bugs commented from the back seat.

Isaacs smiled as he finished the last of his checks. "Alright, we are good to go." he paused as he tapped the display before him. "Tower. Fireball. Permission to Taxi?"

"Fireball Flight. Tower. Permission Granted, good luck."

"Careful on the lift off. I'm reading a slight imbalance on the left tail." Poking uselessly at her screen a few times Martell frowned and used the keypad. "It's gone now... guess it was a glitch." She craned her neck to look behind, just in case she could spot something from her seat.

Isaacs nodded his head once but he did so slowly. "Understood.." the take off was smooth and steady. "Alright... We are southward bound... joining up with the rest of the strike." as they moved through a large bank of clouds then suddenly the sunshine blazed forth along with another three dozen planes also became visible.