Dagger one, up and ready on catapult one.
Dagger spare standing by.
Dagger four, up and ready.
Dagger three, up and ready.
Dagger two, up and ready.
Comms officer : Support assets airborne.
Strike package ready.
Standing by for launch decision.
Send them.
Comanche, dagger one. Standby check in. I say over coms
Comanche: Comanche 11, set.
Picture clean. Recommend dagger continue.
Copy. Daggers descending below radar. I say
Comms officer: Daggers now below radar. Switching to e-2 picture.
Here we go. Enemy territory up ahead. I say nervously
Dagger attack.
Comms officer: Tomahawks airborne.
No turning back now. cyclone said back on the carrier
Daggers, assume attack formation. I told the pilots
Daggers set. Proceeding to target.
Two minutes and 30 seconds in three, two, one, Mark.
Two Mark.
Three Mark.
Four Mark.
I the my pilots
First sam site overhead. I hear from phoenix
holy shit, those are actuals sam's. oh lord.
Looks like we're clear on radar, Blondie. Bob told me
Let's not take it for granted. I said
More sams! Three o'clock high! Fanboy said over the coms
We got two minutes to target. I tell the pilots
Copy. We're a few seconds behind, rooster. We got to move. coyote says
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BLONDIE | A Bradley Bradshaw fanfic (;
FanfictionTAKE ME TO BED OR LOOSE ME FOREVER| Amber "Blondie" Benjamin gets called back to Top gun just a few years after graduating. She then proceeds to prepare for one of the toughest thing she has ever faced in her life.
DAGGER ONE IS HIT!
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