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Name: Winged Lunatic
Desired Squadron: Ra Flight
Desired Position: Commanding Officer
RP Sample of Aerial Combat:

A gentle click sounded from within the cockpit as Felix fastened the five-way, before pulling on the fastenings, making sure they were both tight, and secure. The seat – whilst hugging his body – wouldn’t keep his body in position effectively without it. Hands running over the dashboard in front of him, Felix engaged the multi-purpose avionics, flight control systems and everything else the Lockheed and Martin F-22A Raptor required to stay airborne before signalling to the Shooter that he was ready.

After receiving a signal back, Felix pushed up two red flaps before pushing down two sprung switches. A loud whine erupted from behind him, turbines catching speed with help of electric motors before the first cough of ignition was both heard, and felt through the entire cockpit. Several more erupted within the dual turbofan engines located behind him before becoming fully operational, jetting a several-second burst of white smoke before clearing, the rumble of the F-22A’s engines felt both in, and outside of the cockpit. Giving the engines a little more fuel, Felix released the wheel breaks before taxiing via the shooter’s directions, before jamming on the breaks and throttling back once in position.

Watching one of the Shooters still, the signal was given to attach the catapult to the aircraft, before the operator tensioned the catapult for Felix’s F-22A. Checking his payload of six AMRAAM’s and two Sidewinder’s on the internal bays, and four Python 5 AAM’s taking advantage of the four wing-mounted hard points, Felix smiled.

”Bridge to Hawk one, be advised, possible hostile aircraft inbound. Move to intercept before carrying on to mainland, over.” Buzzed Felix’s radio, the voice relatively lacking static from this range.

”Copy that Bridge, shall move to intercept once airborne, out.” Felix replied into his headset, before sighing to himself. If I get off the runway in one piece.. He thought to himself.

Soon receiving a signal from the Shooter, Felix forced the throttle forward, engaged the after burners before releasing the brake. The Th-wack! of the catapult catching tension rang out through the cockpit before the F-22A was flung forward to airspeed in seconds, soon becoming airborne.

Once in the air, Felix banked the aircraft around sharply before throttling back, keeping the aircraft under the sound barrier. Supercruise capable or not, he’d rather not go colliding into the oncoming aircraft at any high speed...

It didn’t take long before her early-warning signals flashed and sounded, causing Felix to swear under his breath.
”Hawk one to Bridge, aircraft is hostile. Moving to intercept, Fox Two.” Felix spoke over the radios, before selecting the first two python 5’s on the tip of either wing to fire, and then doing so. The BVR, LOAL all aspect missiles dropped from the hard-points before the motors fired up, rocketing the missiles forward at tremendous speed. The aircraft, soon coming into view, fired a shot of flares – the Python missiles choosing them over him and curving off into the distance.

The enemy F-16 soon shot past, closely followed by a set of Felix’s second set of AAM’s, that dropped from their hard points before peeling off behind him. Banking to follow him, Felix activated his after-burners before jetting after the F-16, forced back into his seat moments before the roar of breaking sound passed his ears.
Warning lights and sirens soon joined the activity within the cockpit, causing Felix to fire his flares before pulling up , going vertical, soon levelling out once the fire-warning sirens silenced. The F-16, however, had banked around, following Felix’s aircraft – or more, heading for it.

”Aircraft still active.” Felix informed over radio before activating a lock on the aircraft, hoping he had time... The rapid beeping of a positive lock soon erupted within the cockpit, followed by the early warning systems. ”Positive lock, Fox two!” Felix barked, before selecting both his Sidewider missiles and firing them. Bomb bay doors opening for less than a second, the missiles were ejected before their motors kicked in, the rockets threatening to tip upward moments before the control systems fell open, guiding the rocket on course. Banking left, Felix watched the active lock disappear before a shower of sparks and flames licked the view from his hatch.

Watching in hope, Felix grinned to himself as he watched the carcass of an F-16 Fighting Falcon hit the waters below, before disappearing from view. ”Hawk one to Bridge, confirmed kill. Permission to land to re-arm and re-fuel before heading off, over.” Felix spoke over the radio, pointing the aircraft in the right direction before permission was given.

”Permission granted Hawk One. We’ll see you on deck. Out.” Came the reply, causing Felix to smile.

After circling once and dropping altitude, Felix reined back the throttle, dipped the flaps, opened the landing gear and lifted the nose. The satisfying squeak of rubber against metal soon whined through the cabin before the metallic clunk of metal against metal sounded, the catapult pulling the F-22 to a speedy, yet gradual stop moments after attaching to the aircraft.

Once the catapult was removed, Felix taxied off of the runway, and parked the aircraft, ready for servicing.

Talon:

1. Since you are probably quite a ways from a control tower, I think it'd be much more realistic if you were radioing an AWACS instead. The range of a carrier control tower's radio goes only so far.

2. At the start, you said Control referred to you as Talon Raptor, which is unrealistic for them to say. Since this is just an RP Sample, it's OK to have a different call-sign than the one you are asking for, but keep consistent when using it instead of saying your Talon Raptor, then later just Talon.

3. The Raptor IS a stealth-based multi-role fighter jet, but at low altitude, it's almost impossible to not be detected by something. The enemy would have put up a radar station somewhere in that flight path to stop such an attack from happening.

Now that all of the negative stuff is out of the way, I'd like to inform you that your application was very literate, and was nearly void of grammatical errors. As soon as a Crew member is online, I'll try to get them to update the roster so you're included.

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