So Phantom once asked if he was going to have to dogfight a battleship. Guess what: the answer is now yes.We've got a really big contact over France.
We've also got really big guns now. Scramble Phantom with the Firestorm.
Central, Phantom. Target is turning to engage.
Central, Phantom. Target is down. No damage to the bird. Two rounds expended. Remaining on-station.
With help from the Aim and Dodge Matrixes, Phantom just went FRAWESS VICTORY over an alien battleship in about five seconds. Fusion Lances and Firestorms are an amazingly lethal combination.-------------------------------------Operation Sacred Pipe, Southern France, 9:00pm, September 17th
Deployed: Admiral "Marauder" Ralwood (MEC-3, mission commander), StarSlayer "Tiradora" (sniper, psy-ops), MP-Ryan "Spike" (assault, psy-ops), Mongoose "Strobe" (heavy), Enioch "Chops" (assault), Annette Durand (sniper, psy-ops)
"Okay, get that door open-BERSERKER!"
"Firing! ****, here they come-"
"Well done folks."
"No problem."
"Mechtoid and friend."
"Popping a mine."
"CHRYSSALIDS!"
"Crap! Just waltzed through it!"
"Mongoose!"
"Armor held, just barely!"
"Central, request permission-"
Do it!
"Firing Blaster Launcher!"
"Activating the jump jets, moving up. Launching a remote sensor... Contacts! Firing!"
"Target terminated."
"From
mid-air now?"
"Why not? Are we not the Angels of Death?"
"Annette, less boasting, watch your back! Burn!"
"Think you scared him, here he-target down!"
"Okay, ready to breach? Go!"
"Mechtoid and friends!"
"Damn, damn-"
"I have him. Target down."
"Enioch!"
Warning, warning Enioch's vitals have gone wonky.
"****! Pull back, pull back, get away from him!"
"Not quite far enough!"
"Oh for ****'s sake-HEAVY FLOATERS!"
"Dammit I wish I had a second damn blaster bomb right now!"
"I have this one. Suffer!"
"MP! I need you to pull Enioch out and away from that door so StarSlayer can get in and kill the Sectoid! Star, stay down; that Chameleon augment means Enioch should just walk right past."
"Copy-whoa!"
"Oh this is all bull-"
"Returning fire!"
"Merde! Armor breached!"
"Ryan!"
"I'm okay for now!"
"I have had ENOUGH OF YOU!"
"Annette!"
"That Floater just fired on one of the others!"
"Engaging! Hit two, still up!"
"Copy, I've got this. Activating flamethrower."
"Not happy now are you?"
"Christ Star, you better find that hostile!"
"Target negated thanks to the, uh, friendly Floater."
Also Ralwood pinup."Sectoid located. Firing-terminated."
Enioch's vitals are returning to normal levels.
There is a second Sectoid."Did the Floater just TALK!?"
Engaging. I have missed."**** **** ****! Sorry guys, moving back to the fight!"
"A pistol? Now? Way too late, punk. Returning fire, target dead."
"The Floater-I lost control of it! Ralwood!"
"You were actually mind-controlling the-****!"
"Burn! Damn, this just isn't powerful enough."
"Merde! I missed him!"
"Target is terminated."
"What the hell's that?"
A fusion reaction, Ryan. I would avoid shooting near it.
"Copy Doc."
"Okay, let's fix some of this crap."
"Cloakers!"
"Popping a mine...no explosions. Damn, they've moved."
"THERE!"
Awfully Dead Alien Syndrome: Revengeance."GOT THE OTHER!"
"Central, Strike. Mission complete. Send in the cleanup crew. Annette's going to-"
"Non!"
"Shush. Annette's going to need a medic. And another eval. She mind-controlled one of them."
So Annette can mind-control people.
I think it's time for another soul-searching session in the cantina at this point. Still...she was in very bad shape when she did it, which might have affected her ability...in either direction. We really don't understand psionics that well, and the field reports suffer from a trying-to-describe-yellow-to-the-blind problem. Star's seems to be best at explaining things, but only just.