At last our day has come. Initiate Operation Free Gracemeria. All forces, advance into the capital. Enemy forces have thoroughly besieged Gracemeria. I'm sure we'll be running into some heavy resistance. This is the last battle. Let's win this thing and go home.
"Ok, so... this story might be a bit unusual to you. You know me, you know I always come here and start narrating about all these engagements and how fucked up shit was or how fun some things were... not this time. I was in the airforce, as you know, and that day I was just chilling, it was your usual no missions day. At a point... this isn't really my story, ok, I wasn't there to see, I can just tell you what I got told but, this doesn't make it any less... inspiring, I think would be the correct word for it. At a certain point we hear alarms, the ground personell starts going crazy. I check out the window but can't understand, so I like, go outside the dorms area. I see this aircraft coming in, they told me his buddy had called for an emergency landing and no shit, this guy was coming in, one wing completely missing, one engine barely working, almost bursting into flames. As he comes in the tower is like: "EJECT, NOW THAT YOU'RE STILL FAR, YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT!" and such things. I got told, the guy refused, picke up the radio and with all the calm in this world went: "Negative, I am NOT leaving her behind." He lands, almost falls on one side. At that point the ground team starts rushing in with extinguishers and the medical team and all that. They told me the guy like, exits the cockpit, literally jumps down, like, almost a one story height, and tells the medics that he's fine, keeps walking... goes like 10 steps, turns around and fucking loses it. The guy bursts in tears. He was totally fine, this guy was calm till like 10 seconds ago, almost exploding on touchdown... and now he wasn't crying cause he almost died or was stressed, anything like that... He was crying because he had lost his best friend in the skies. He looked at the aircraft, refused to leave and was like begging the guys from the ground crew to save it, somehow, to put it off. Didn't leave till the med guys just picked him up and dragged him away. Now, his buddy was ok. I got told how the engagement went, essentially this guy went funny and to save his wingman our man just straight up did a one two punch of trading missles to free his buddy that then secured his position and concluded after this UNIT had been hit by the second guy. I had never heard of anything like this. The next day I went on a mission in like, peak conditions, because... this is the thing. This guy, was like, a kid to us. He was young, he was the average rookie pilot that had never seen combat before and knowing that this guy had not only pulled off something like this, but had no worries for himself. He was fine, again, he knew he could make it out, he was confident... And all his thoughts went into: "Man, my wings... my aircraft, I fucked up, I did bad because I let my wings down..." It just... makes you think that maybe you can do a little better. That's it."
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AWACS Ghost Eye:"All planes, we're going to take back Gracemeria today! Move into mission formation!"
Shamrock:
"I couldn't get your own mothers to stop you now. All planes assume attack formation!"
Everybody gangsta until Expermental ERUSEAN aircraft show up to the liberation of gracemeria,
At last our day has come. Initiate Operation Free Gracemeria. All forces, advance into the capital. Enemy forces have thoroughly besieged Gracemeria. I'm sure we'll be running into some heavy resistance. This is the last battle. Let's win this thing and go home.
Liberation of Gracemeria is the best compose to demonstrate world’s battle aviation!
Emmerian Wyverns! Rock on!!
"Ok, so... this story might be a bit unusual to you. You know me, you know I always come here and start narrating about all these engagements and how fucked up shit was or how fun some things were... not this time. I was in the airforce, as you know, and that day I was just chilling, it was your usual no missions day. At a point... this isn't really my story, ok, I wasn't there to see, I can just tell you what I got told but, this doesn't make it any less... inspiring, I think would be the correct word for it. At a certain point we hear alarms, the ground personell starts going crazy. I check out the window but can't understand, so I like, go outside the dorms area. I see this aircraft coming in, they told me his buddy had called for an emergency landing and no shit, this guy was coming in, one wing completely missing, one engine barely working, almost bursting into flames. As he comes in the tower is like:
"EJECT, NOW THAT YOU'RE STILL FAR, YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT!"
and such things. I got told, the guy refused, picke up the radio and with all the calm in this world went:
"Negative, I am NOT leaving her behind."
He lands, almost falls on one side. At that point the ground team starts rushing in with extinguishers and the medical team and all that. They told me the guy like, exits the cockpit, literally jumps down, like, almost a one story height, and tells the medics that he's fine, keeps walking... goes like 10 steps, turns around and fucking loses it. The guy bursts in tears. He was totally fine, this guy was calm till like 10 seconds ago, almost exploding on touchdown... and now he wasn't crying cause he almost died or was stressed, anything like that...
He was crying because he had lost his best friend in the skies. He looked at the aircraft, refused to leave and was like begging the guys from the ground crew to save it, somehow, to put it off. Didn't leave till the med guys just picked him up and dragged him away.
Now, his buddy was ok. I got told how the engagement went, essentially this guy went funny and to save his wingman our man just straight up did a one two punch of trading missles to free his buddy that then secured his position and concluded after this UNIT had been hit by the second guy.
I had never heard of anything like this. The next day I went on a mission in like, peak conditions, because... this is the thing.
This guy, was like, a kid to us. He was young, he was the average rookie pilot that had never seen combat before and knowing that this guy had not only pulled off something like this, but had no worries for himself. He was fine, again, he knew he could make it out, he was confident... And all his thoughts went into:
"Man, my wings... my aircraft, I fucked up, I did bad because I let my wings down..."
It just... makes you think that maybe you can do a little better.
That's it."
I have a massive 9hr coding exam tomorrow, this track is playing at least every 3 hours in my playlist.
By the 6th hour pressure was mounting, playing this track rallied me up💪🏽
My eyes are tearing up in the sheer epicness of this mashup. 🥹
Oh boy, here it is. The most epic of epic.
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