I know I'm getting a bit spammy, so this will be my last post for a day or two.
The aircraft lifted slowly from the dusty airstrip at Camp Dragoon and turned east towards the morning sun. The pilot, Squadron Leader Steven Ross, gazed down at the chaotic scene below him.
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A group of around twenty Alabama main battle tanks and M6A1 APCs were advancing into enemy territory under heavy fire. As he watched one of the tanks was struck by an RPG in the tracks and disabled, the crew bailing out. Above the battle a pair of Terminator-E helicopters orbited, attempting to suppress the incoming fire. Offshore he could see muzzle flashes from a New Albany-class frigate and a couple of Pearl-class corvettes as they bombarded enemy positions. Passing over a small hill he saw a AC-45 gunship slowly making its way back to base after a night of standing guard over Saltwater ground forces.
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After twenty minutes of ultra low-level flight the Gloster was nearing its target when Ross heard a low rumbling over the noise of his propeller. As he looked over his shoulder eight aircraft thundered past. Four Osprey IIs and four RF-44 Angelcats were making the dawn raid into enemy territory. Ever since the insurgents had rallied around the eastern portion of Maywar at the start of the campaign attacks had been made against them, all hours of the day. Ross himself was enroute to photograph a bunker that had been destroyed by a couple of NF-18s and the CRS Genesis's missiles the night before, acting on intelligence gathered by Ross's squadron.
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He throttled back as he passed over his target, pulling the trigger on his camera as he went. Sighting a convoy passing through the wreckage he nosed down and blitzed a truck with his semi-nuclear cannon. His job done he turned for home, a pair of AC-M47E Libellules already on their way to knock out the rest of the convoy.