Chapter 7

The white house

Oval Office
The phone rang. Mr. President hates it when the phone rings. Every time it
rings, the other side tells him all about every problem…every horribly bad problem. He
answered on the second ring.
“Yes Commander Jay? What is it?” He almost yelled into the mouthpiece.
“Sir, our radar has detected at least thirty long range cruise missiles headed
straight for New York! We highly advise you to order any fighters off the ground now to
try to take them out any way possible!” The other end of the line shouted.
“Joe, contact Andrews Air Force Base now! Scramble all available fighters to
New York!” The President yelled through a small microphone behind his ear, “also
contact La Guardia and JFK!”
“Yes sir.” General Jonathen Barlow, one of the Joint Chiefs of Staff turned
towards a computer at his desk. “White House to Andrews, White House to Andrews.
Scramble all fighters loaded with self-propelled artillery for New York.”
“Sir?” A man on the other end questioned.
“Now!”
“Sir, yes sir!”
“White house to La Guardia and John F. Kennedy, dispatch all available fighters
and head out due east. You may have already been alerted of the presence of cruise
missiles. You are set to destroy as many as possible. Arm your planes with the necessary
air-to-air missiles, preferably XAM6 missiles. Do it now! Scramble every fighter!”
“Sir, yes sir!”

Andrews afb
Washington d.c.

“All fighter personnel report to your planes immediately. This is not

a drill! I repeat this is not a drill!” A loud intercom bellowed throughout the hangars and
the entire base. “Also all AWACS and ESM pilots report to your planes! Be set to
destroy cruise missiles.”
Some of the men blinked at how quick and random this alert was, but when they
finally came to, they ran to each of their planes.
“Alright men,” Lieutenant Colonel Mulder said to the men in his squadron, “let’s
get out there and save this city, and our troops inside.” A bullet whizzed through a
window and hit a water container. “Whoa! Captain, are you going to bring out some of
our guardians?”
“Oh, yes. I’m sorry.” Captain Leo remarked, “Send out our ground units in line
abreast formation. Protect these planes, troops, and this building at all costs!” He yelled
into a two-way radio.
“Can do chief, but we are short numbered.”
 “It will have to do I suppose. Hurry!”
“Sir, yes sir!”

“Leonid Team, let’s do this!”

The Leonid team, a squadron of ten planes was one of the best there. They all
flew as one, and they haven’t lost a man for nigh of two decades. They boarded their
planes and taxied out to runways 1L and 1R.
“Leonid Teams are ready for takeoff.” There were five members of the team on
both runways in a wedge shape with a man in front followed by four others on each side
of the runways. “Takeoff.”
Each plane’s engine roared to life as they accelerated from zero to sixty in about
half a second.
“Rotate!” The leaders of each side called out.
Each plane ascended at exactly the same time and flew up in perfect formation
until five-hundred feet, at which point the two joined together to create a wedge
formation. As each of the other teams took off, the team in the sky became bigger and
bigger until the huge formation looked more like a formation of planes from an old war
movie.
As they approached flight level 350 (thirty-five thousand feet), Captain Leo told
his squadron what they were doing: “Alright guys, incase you hadn’t known we are
headed out into the Pacific to destroy cruise missiles headed for New York. We have a
large ground unit situated in heavy combat there. If we let those missiles impact almost
all of our army and all of New York, one of our nation’s highest prides-will be
destroyed.”
“Heh, no pressure or anything huh guys?” Lieutenant Colonel Jaime chuckled.
They all laughed for a little while until the radio chimed in.
“This is Commander Jay in the AWACS planes that detected the missiles. You
are approaching our airspace. Be prepared for the Alpha team of La Guardia International
to join up and the Knight squadron of the former John F. Kennedy International.”
“Hey guys, you aren’t talking about us are you?” Lieutenant Colonel Gordon of
the Knight squadron suddenly buzzed in, “well, it looks like this is going to be a heck of a
fight.”
“All teams report.” Commander Jay ordered.
“This is Rockslide of the Alpha team reporting.”
A flurry of fighter planes flew up in front of Leonid team and assembled in a
wedge above them.
“This is Lion’s Den one of your ESM planes reporting.”
“Leonid Team reporting.”
“This is captain Ford of the carrier ship Enterprise. Our fleet along with the
Thomas S. Gates, San Jacinto, Normandy, Monterey, and the Cape St. George is set to
aid you in destroying these missiles. You may land on the Enterprise to restock on
missiles if needed. Reporting.”
“Rattlesnake, another ESM ship reporting.”
“OK. Is that everyone? Good,” Commander Jay said, “First wave of missiles
approaching five-hundred kilometers an hour.”
“Okay let’s get them and go home!” Lieutenant Colonel Jaime shouted
enthusiastically.
“This is Rattlesnake, missiles are less than one-thousand miles from New York.”
“This is Captain Homer of the Sanders Battalion in the city. Is it true that there are
cruise missiles headed for us?”
“Yes Captain it is. We are doing our best to intercept them. Get back to your
duties.” Commander Jay ordered.
“We are so doomed. Sir, yes sir.”
“Commander! I see the missiles!” Lieutenant Colonel Jaime shouted.
“Move to follow them. If they head toward the city, head towards it with them.
Shoot them down as you go. One man to a missile.”
“Yes sir!”
“Rattlesnake and Lion’s Den are moving to FL450. We will be safer all the way
up there.”
“OK guys, you do that.”
“Men the missiles are headed for us, initiate high-g loop and follow them.”
Each plane fired their afterburners to full power then put their spoilers out to loop
hard up to intercept.
“Missiles in range in 5-4-3-2-1…” Commander Jay said.
“I have a lock, your goin’ down!” Lieutenant Colonel Gordon shouted.
He pressed the fire button and a missile shot out from his plan and hit the cruise
missile, which exploded into a huge plume of fire and smoke.
“Woohoo! First one down!”
The same continued for almost an hour until some unknowns showed up on radar.
Commander Jay told the men: “Unknown bird emblems showing up on radar…
wait…it’s a super sonic bomber formation! They are going to fly past us and destroy
New York!”
“Not if I have anything to say about it!” Rockslide yelled, “everyone in Rockslide
team, use your AGM6 missiles. Fire all missiles at them until they are gone!”
Once the bombers entered the airspace a huge cloud of flames erupted out of the
sky.
“Those were missiles!” Rockslide shouted before turning out of the wall of flame,
those were missiles headed strait for us, set to explode in the air!”
Commander Jay added, “Men, the Joint Chiefs of staff…have ordered a
withdrawal from this airspace. Get out. Now.”
“WHAT!” Almost every man shouted into his radio at the same time, “We can’t
comply with that order! This is our city! We wont let it be destroyed by an unknown
enemy!”
“Do it now or you will be in such huge trouble!”
“Commander-who’s side are you on? Our great city…”
“Our great city is going to be destroyed! Our great city is full of gangs that will
not be stopped. Our army has no chance of escape. Get out and comply with the order!”
No one said anything for a while. Lieutenant Colonel Jaime finally turned around
and headed for Andrews AFB.
“Come on men.”
Even Commander Jay hesitated for a couple minutes before his plane turned to
follow.
 “To our military on the ground. Get out of that city now! Repeat-evacuate New
York of as many troops as possible!” He hesitated, “this is most likely the last time you
will hear from us.”

Huge explosions then burst out from the city. Shockwaves knocked the fighters
off course a little. Each plane tipped their wing, and launched every missile they had into
the sky. They thought it would be a sort of commemoration to the city. They dropped
their machine gun magazines into the ocean mid-flight and became completely
unarmed…

TO BE CONTINUED…AGAIN…