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December 12th, 2014, 0800 hours Zulu. A Russian Carrier Battle Group has been detected by British Early Warning Airborne radars flying over the North Sea. This is not a Training exercise. The British with their main Maritime interdiction forces stationed in the Falklands over a recent conflict with the Argentinians and the French, with their Charles de Gaulle carrier conducting interdiction missions over Myanmar, were incapacitated to advise over this event. With the common inability to do anything, the EU suggestively asks for support from the U.S.N. A Nimitz classed Carrier Battle Group, Carrier Strike Group 2, is sent to intercept the Russian Carrier Battle Group.
Carrier Strike Group 2 is your regular U.S.N. Carrier Battle Group. At her helm is their lead ship, the CVN-77 George H.W. Bush. A big fellow, 100,000 tonnes, 6,000 men and women, 3 Phalanx CIWS, 2 RIM-116 launchers, 2 ESSM (Evolved Sea Sparrow Missiles) launchers, 2 Squadrons of F/A-18E/F Superhornets and 2 Squadrons of F/A-18 Hornets. At her side are 2 Ticonderoga class Cruisers, each fitted with BGM-109 Tomahawks in all 122 cells of her VLS, the CG-72, CG-61. Holding the rear are 2 Arleigh Burke class Destroyers, DDG-103, DDG-94, each armed with 32 SM-2 and 64 ESSM missiles. With the addition of 8 Harpoon missiles per Ticonderoga class and 2 Phalanx CIWS per each Ticonderoga class, the total number of Guns that this CSG (Carrier Strike Group) can bring to bare are 7 Phalanx CIWSs and the total number of Missiles are 42 RIM-116s, 16 Harpoons, 244 Tomahawks, 64 SM-2s, and 128 ESSMs.
December 15th, 2014, 0400 hours Zulu. First radar contact via E-2 Hawkeyes has been made with the Russian Carrier Battle Group. Their size is as follows: 1 Kuznetsov class Aircraft carrying Heavy Missile Cruiser (presumably the Admiral Kuznetsov), 1 Kirov class Battlecruiser (presumably the Pyotr Velikiy), 1 Slava class Cruiser (presumably the Moskva), 1 Udaloy II class Destroyer (presumably the Admiral Chabanenko), and 1 Steregushcy class Corvette (presumably the Steregushchiy). This is a very formidable force. The Admiral Kuznetsov itself can hold it's own against a USN CSG, weighing over 50,000 tonnes, with 1 Squadron of Su-33s and a dozen Early Warning helicopters, along with 8 AK-630 CIWSs, 8 Kashtan CIWS (each Kashtan has 2 six-barreled 30 mm autocannons and 8 missiles ready to fire with 32 stored below), 192 3K95 Kinzhal stored in VLS, and 12 P-700 Granits stored in VLS. The Pyotr Velikiy itself has 20 P-700 Granits, 96 S-300FMs, 192 3K95 Kinzhal, 44 OSA-MA, and 6 Kashtans. The Moskva has 16 P-500 Bazalts, 64 S-300PMUs, 48 OSA-MA, and 6 Kashtans. The Admiral Chabaneko has 8 Moskits (Sunburns), 64 3K95 Kinzhals, and 2 Kashtans. Finally, the Steregushchiy has 2 Kashtans and 6 3M-54 Klubs. This is a very powerful force.
December 15th, 2014, 0420 hours, Zulu. Radio contact has not been established. The Russians have gone dark. This can only mean one thing but our CO won't say it. 200 km out, the attack starts. 32 P-700 Granits, 16 P-500 Bazalts, 8 Moskits, 6 Klubs. P-700s are dangerous motherfuckers. 600 km range, 750 kg HE warhead, Mach 1.5 sea skimmer. P-500s are dangerous too, 500 km range, 1,000 kg HE warhead, Mach 1.5 sea skimmer. Moskits and Klubs are the most dangerous though. Moskits, 200 km range, 300 kg HE warhead, Mach 2.2 sea skimmer, Klubs, 300 km range, 200 kg HE warhead, Mach 3 sea skimmer. Luckily for us, the P-500/P-700 operated in Swarm mode, which meant one in the swarms would have to climb to 7,000 meters and give targeting info to the others, those were easy to catch, but when we took one down, another took it's place. Before you know it, P-500/700s were on our doorstep, less than 50 km out, that's when our CO ordered us to fire all of our Tomahawks and scramble every Squadron.
We only had 100 seconds before those P-500/700s hit, and in that time, a salvo of about 60 Tomahawks 16 Harpoons, along with 2 Squadrons of Superhornets were scrambled. At 0430 hours, we got nicked. Although we took out over half of the P-500/700s, 1 P-700 smashed the DDG-103 and 2 P-700s smashed the DDG-94, both were sunk within the hour. The Ticonderogas had it better, 1 P-700 hit each one, CG-61 got a nick on their Engine room, they were stuck. CG-72 took a Granit midship, knocked out all Fire control systems. That's not the worst though, 2 Bazalts and 1 Granit blew 10 meter wide holes into the hull of the George H.W. Bush. Almost wrecked our Aviation facilities, which would of blew a bigger hole in our hull.
Lucky us. Because only 8 Moskits and 6 Klubs were shot at us, our ESSMs weren't entirely overwhelmed. I think we shot down about 7 Moskits, 2 were near misses by a ESSM (but it's Frag warhead blew the Moskit to the sea), and the other 5 were whacked by RIM-116s, was expected, that big of a missile moving Mach 2.2 that low in altitude generates a lot of heat, good for our IR guided missiles. One Moskit did get through though, and it payed for all the losses that we inflicted on it's Moskit friends. It hit dead-center on CG-72's VLS. That 300 kg warhead moving at Mach 2.2 went through all that Kevlar armor and completely eradicated all the Tomahawks left in CG-72, blew that Tico in two. Klubs were a different story though. Our ESSMs couldn't go that low (3 meters above sea level), and only our RIMs could do anything. They were running low on missiles though, so we could only spare 1 RIM-116 per Klub. They weren't as easy to hit as Moskits, they were smaller, had RAM, had a reduced thermal signature, oh and, was faster too. We ended up only destroying 1 Klub, and we had to use 2 RIM-116s for that. 3 Klubs was all it took to sink CG-61, 2 hits Port bow, and 1 hit Midship. The two other Klubs hit the Rec center on the George H.W. Bush, luckily we were all at our Battlestations at that time so casualties were few. The other Klub, heh, maybe it was God, maybe it was luck, but a big wave of water hit that Klub, and turned it into a torpedo. Missed us by 10 meters.
Ivan got what was coming to him. Those 2 Squadrons of Superhornets were each loaded with 1 Harpoon and 4 AIM-120Ds. They were flying low, trying to avoid Radar detection, but Su-33s armed with 4 R-77Ms were already scrambled and detected the Superhornets before they could descend to their cruising altitude. The Superhornets were hoping not to be detected, but they were. The Su-33 pilots descended 9,000 meters above the Superhornets, and each Su-33 pilot shot 2 R-77Ms at each one of us. We quickly gained some altitude and reduced our flight speed to perform high-g maneuvers all while degrading the radars on those R-77Ms with our ECW platforms. That didn't work too well though, Superhornet is not a highly maneuverable plane and only the experienced pilots with advanced knowledge of combat maneuvers escaped the R-77's grasps, which ended up being only 6 Superhornets.
By that time we were already in Harpoon range so we let off our Harpoons, which also gave us a better Thrust to Weight ratio and thus maneuverability. Our AIM-120Ds were just like their R-77Ms, LOAL (Lock On After Launch), Ramjet engine, 80 km+ range, etc. What remained of our Strike Group, launched all of our AIM-120Ds, 2 per Sukhoi. AIM-120Ds aren't like R-77Ms in one section, and that's maneuverability. Some estimates put the R-77M's maneuverability at 90 Gs. Those estimates put the AIM-120Ds at 30 Gs. We had good missile but they weren't great, Sukhoi being a very maneuverable fighter had easier time dodging, but those weren't very experienced pilots, barely got 100 hours of flight on their back, about 9 Bogies were hit, leaving only 3 Sukhois to fight us. One more thing we had, we were taught how to Dogfight, they weren't. Those 3 Sukhois climbed altitude and afterburned back to home. We did the same, we wouldn't have caught them anyways.
Ivan has their hand full now. We launched 60 Tomahawks, each with a 450 kg warhead, and had 22 Harpoons on the way, each with a 200 kg warhead. They were slow though, subsonic too, traveled at Mach 0.8, or 270 meters per second. The Tomahawks were very easy for the Russians to track, because they cruised at about 100 meters, which meant a 57 km radar horizon, at 270 meters per second, that gave the Russian Carrier Battle Group 210 seconds to defend against it. Luck be it to the Russians, they can launch a 3K95 Kinzhal every 3 seconds, they have 5 ships that can do that, so they can shoot 5 Kinzhals every 3 seconds, and even better for them, 3K95 Kinzhals were meant to kill Tomahawks! In less than 12 seconds, all Tomahawks have been removed. But we still had a trick up our sleeves, those Harpoons were sea skimmers, 10 meter cruise altitude, Russians didn't see it until they were 30 km out. They still had over a 100 seconds to react to them though. And react they did, they had a total of 14 AK-630s, which is what our Phalanx is a copy of, and a total of 18 Kashtans, which was like combining 2 Phalanxes with a SEA-RAM.
We shoulda knew better, even a saturation attack with 22 Harpoons and 60 Tomahawks won't cut it if they were slow as dirt. The Russians managed to take down all but 3 Harpoons, and those were the ones we shot from the Superhornets, must have caught Ivan reloading or something, the time delay got them off guard. Those Harpoons locked onto the biggest target out there at the time, the Kuznetsov. 2 Harpoons literally hit the same spot, and even with their small warhead and horrible combat history, made the same hole as that P-500 Bazalt made in the Nimitz. The other Harpoon got beat by Chaff, again.
Our CO was a pussy. He saw what the Russians did, sank the entire Battle Group and left us, the George H.W. Bush, with a three 30 foot gashes. He wanted to retreat, go back to Norfolk and get reinforcements. But we know the Russians were out of ammunition, and that they had to go home. They did start going home too, maybe that was their mission, destroy us, Carrier Strike Group 2, and go back to Moscow to a couple bottles of Vodka and lots of happy hookers. We the crew didn't want that, and we were angry. Angry that they killed our brother men, angry that they toyed with us like this, we defied orders, commandeered the ship (although pretty much the entire crew save the CO didn't want revenge), and ordered a Kamikaze attack with what's left of our Superhornet and Hornet squadrons. They were to replace their weapons officer with a Navy Seal, who would eject and board one of their ships, probably the Kuznetsov, and kill their Captain.
It was a daring plan, and it required the blood of our Fighter men. We had 1 Squadron of Hornets (the other Squadron were destroyed in the attack) and 6 Superhornets left. That means 18 planes, each carrying 6.5 to 8 tonnes of weapons and not to mention the fuel. That means at least 120 tonnes of explosives, crashing down on the Kuznetsov. Not to mention our kinetic energy, the planes were diving at Mach 1.5, weighing 23 tonnes each, lots of power there. And so we were off, cruising at 10,000 meters, we know the Russians saw us and would shoot at us, but we took that risk. 10 km from Kuznetsov, we started our dive, and then they knew what we were going to do. S-300s started firing, then Kinzhals, then Kashtans. We made no evasive maneuvers, we just kept on diving. My Wingman was the first to be hit, he got hit by a S-300FM from the Pyotr Velikiy, telephone sized SAM, blew him out of the sky, no chance to even eject. The Hornets were hit too, and they were hit hard. I'd say that I lived because Superhornets had a reduced RCS, but that didn't save everyone else. All 12 Hornets were hit by either Kinzhals or Kashtans. The ones hit by Kinzhals had a chance to bail, so were the ones that were hit by Kashtans. I think only 1 other Superhornets besides my Wingman's were hit also by S-300s. We were only 3 km out now, and this was when we were to eject, we Navy Seals.
It was a rough eject, but it was good. My Pilot, Jonathan Vikolev, wanted to serve with us to stop what horrors the Communists inflicted on him from happening to anyone else. Once I ejected, god damnit, 3 Kashtans turned their total of 6 guns, each with 6 barrels at him, and at 5,000 rounds per minute, started turning his Superhornet into Swiss cheese. The same fate was met with everyone else's Superhornets. It was either S-300s, Kinzhals, Kashtans, doesn't matter, we were desperate and this attack was idiotic at best. We did achieve two objectives, a Squad of Navy Seals has been delivered to raid the Kuznetsov, and Vikolev's Superhornet, did it's job, it crashed right on the Kuznetsov's ski ramp, turning her into a mission kill.
Their Air crew was shocked to see us. All those Green shirts, Purple Shirts, Yellow Shirts, dropped their assignments and made a run for the Control tower. It was like a turkey shoot, when our ACRs ran out of ammunition, we just switched over to our Beretta. Didn't even have to double tap, one shot, brain stem, dead man. Our Demolition Expert, Mack Lee, set up some C4s on their VLS systems, what Kinzhals they had left we were going to blow. We quickly advanced towards their Control tower, massacring everyone we saw, and soon enough, we made it to their Bridge. By that time, their Naval Spetsnaz were on our tail, so we shut the doors and locked them tight. We were surrounded too, just us, 4 SEALs, the Bridge crew, and Spetsnaz all around us. It just happened to me, we weren't going make this some cliche interrogation like in Hollywood. We started shooting all Bridge crew in their abdomens, or their knees, or their shoulders. The Commander wasn't even phased at all. He looked at me in the eyes, and said something in Russian, "Исполните заказ пятьдесят девять." Jimmy DeFallio, who was our Linguist, immediately knew what this meant, and he screamed, "Everyone, down!"
There was only a flash, then there was fire, and then, pain. I think those Spetsnaz had breached the doors with RPG-28s, which as I recall, can shoot through 1 meter of steel. Then a couple of them, shot a few GM-94 grenades at us, thermobaric grenades. Mack, Jimmy, and Enrique, who was our Support gunner, all got whacked by one of those grenades. I saw Jimmy's lungs hanging from his mouth, Mack's face wasn't recognizable, and Enrique, was, Enrique, except you can tell that he was dead. I was the only one left alive, as I had ducked behind a rather large table. The Commander got up, flicked a few pieces of dirt off his shirt, drank a shot of vodka and said, "Try harder."
Soon, they discovered where we planted our C4s, dismantled them, and discarded them. Their Commander took me to Deck, and told me to point out where the George H.W. Bush was, and surprising me, it was within our Visual horizon. He told me to look closer, so I did, and what I saw was that they actually didn't use up all of their Munitions in their initial barrage, they still had Kh-41s that could be shot from their 3 Su-33, and they did. They also used what S-300FMs they had for a Surface attack role, which they did. First thing they did was destroy whatever Aviation facilities the George H.W. Bush had left, then blew off the Air Control tower. To make matters worst, they also sent several boats full of Spetsnaz to attack the George H.W. Bush. Minutes later, to my disdain, the Spetsnaz came onboard, gave me a shot of Whiskey (and I can tell from the taste, it was my CO's whiskey), and told me to laugh.
I asked why, and he said, "Look at your ship!"
To which I said, "Where?"
And he replies with, "Exactly!"
And then, all I could see was light.
Carrier Strike Group 2 is your regular U.S.N. Carrier Battle Group. At her helm is their lead ship, the CVN-77 George H.W. Bush. A big fellow, 100,000 tonnes, 6,000 men and women, 3 Phalanx CIWS, 2 RIM-116 launchers, 2 ESSM (Evolved Sea Sparrow Missiles) launchers, 2 Squadrons of F/A-18E/F Superhornets and 2 Squadrons of F/A-18 Hornets. At her side are 2 Ticonderoga class Cruisers, each fitted with BGM-109 Tomahawks in all 122 cells of her VLS, the CG-72, CG-61. Holding the rear are 2 Arleigh Burke class Destroyers, DDG-103, DDG-94, each armed with 32 SM-2 and 64 ESSM missiles. With the addition of 8 Harpoon missiles per Ticonderoga class and 2 Phalanx CIWS per each Ticonderoga class, the total number of Guns that this CSG (Carrier Strike Group) can bring to bare are 7 Phalanx CIWSs and the total number of Missiles are 42 RIM-116s, 16 Harpoons, 244 Tomahawks, 64 SM-2s, and 128 ESSMs.
December 15th, 2014, 0400 hours Zulu. First radar contact via E-2 Hawkeyes has been made with the Russian Carrier Battle Group. Their size is as follows: 1 Kuznetsov class Aircraft carrying Heavy Missile Cruiser (presumably the Admiral Kuznetsov), 1 Kirov class Battlecruiser (presumably the Pyotr Velikiy), 1 Slava class Cruiser (presumably the Moskva), 1 Udaloy II class Destroyer (presumably the Admiral Chabanenko), and 1 Steregushcy class Corvette (presumably the Steregushchiy). This is a very formidable force. The Admiral Kuznetsov itself can hold it's own against a USN CSG, weighing over 50,000 tonnes, with 1 Squadron of Su-33s and a dozen Early Warning helicopters, along with 8 AK-630 CIWSs, 8 Kashtan CIWS (each Kashtan has 2 six-barreled 30 mm autocannons and 8 missiles ready to fire with 32 stored below), 192 3K95 Kinzhal stored in VLS, and 12 P-700 Granits stored in VLS. The Pyotr Velikiy itself has 20 P-700 Granits, 96 S-300FMs, 192 3K95 Kinzhal, 44 OSA-MA, and 6 Kashtans. The Moskva has 16 P-500 Bazalts, 64 S-300PMUs, 48 OSA-MA, and 6 Kashtans. The Admiral Chabaneko has 8 Moskits (Sunburns), 64 3K95 Kinzhals, and 2 Kashtans. Finally, the Steregushchiy has 2 Kashtans and 6 3M-54 Klubs. This is a very powerful force.
December 15th, 2014, 0420 hours, Zulu. Radio contact has not been established. The Russians have gone dark. This can only mean one thing but our CO won't say it. 200 km out, the attack starts. 32 P-700 Granits, 16 P-500 Bazalts, 8 Moskits, 6 Klubs. P-700s are dangerous motherfuckers. 600 km range, 750 kg HE warhead, Mach 1.5 sea skimmer. P-500s are dangerous too, 500 km range, 1,000 kg HE warhead, Mach 1.5 sea skimmer. Moskits and Klubs are the most dangerous though. Moskits, 200 km range, 300 kg HE warhead, Mach 2.2 sea skimmer, Klubs, 300 km range, 200 kg HE warhead, Mach 3 sea skimmer. Luckily for us, the P-500/P-700 operated in Swarm mode, which meant one in the swarms would have to climb to 7,000 meters and give targeting info to the others, those were easy to catch, but when we took one down, another took it's place. Before you know it, P-500/700s were on our doorstep, less than 50 km out, that's when our CO ordered us to fire all of our Tomahawks and scramble every Squadron.
We only had 100 seconds before those P-500/700s hit, and in that time, a salvo of about 60 Tomahawks 16 Harpoons, along with 2 Squadrons of Superhornets were scrambled. At 0430 hours, we got nicked. Although we took out over half of the P-500/700s, 1 P-700 smashed the DDG-103 and 2 P-700s smashed the DDG-94, both were sunk within the hour. The Ticonderogas had it better, 1 P-700 hit each one, CG-61 got a nick on their Engine room, they were stuck. CG-72 took a Granit midship, knocked out all Fire control systems. That's not the worst though, 2 Bazalts and 1 Granit blew 10 meter wide holes into the hull of the George H.W. Bush. Almost wrecked our Aviation facilities, which would of blew a bigger hole in our hull.
Lucky us. Because only 8 Moskits and 6 Klubs were shot at us, our ESSMs weren't entirely overwhelmed. I think we shot down about 7 Moskits, 2 were near misses by a ESSM (but it's Frag warhead blew the Moskit to the sea), and the other 5 were whacked by RIM-116s, was expected, that big of a missile moving Mach 2.2 that low in altitude generates a lot of heat, good for our IR guided missiles. One Moskit did get through though, and it payed for all the losses that we inflicted on it's Moskit friends. It hit dead-center on CG-72's VLS. That 300 kg warhead moving at Mach 2.2 went through all that Kevlar armor and completely eradicated all the Tomahawks left in CG-72, blew that Tico in two. Klubs were a different story though. Our ESSMs couldn't go that low (3 meters above sea level), and only our RIMs could do anything. They were running low on missiles though, so we could only spare 1 RIM-116 per Klub. They weren't as easy to hit as Moskits, they were smaller, had RAM, had a reduced thermal signature, oh and, was faster too. We ended up only destroying 1 Klub, and we had to use 2 RIM-116s for that. 3 Klubs was all it took to sink CG-61, 2 hits Port bow, and 1 hit Midship. The two other Klubs hit the Rec center on the George H.W. Bush, luckily we were all at our Battlestations at that time so casualties were few. The other Klub, heh, maybe it was God, maybe it was luck, but a big wave of water hit that Klub, and turned it into a torpedo. Missed us by 10 meters.
Ivan got what was coming to him. Those 2 Squadrons of Superhornets were each loaded with 1 Harpoon and 4 AIM-120Ds. They were flying low, trying to avoid Radar detection, but Su-33s armed with 4 R-77Ms were already scrambled and detected the Superhornets before they could descend to their cruising altitude. The Superhornets were hoping not to be detected, but they were. The Su-33 pilots descended 9,000 meters above the Superhornets, and each Su-33 pilot shot 2 R-77Ms at each one of us. We quickly gained some altitude and reduced our flight speed to perform high-g maneuvers all while degrading the radars on those R-77Ms with our ECW platforms. That didn't work too well though, Superhornet is not a highly maneuverable plane and only the experienced pilots with advanced knowledge of combat maneuvers escaped the R-77's grasps, which ended up being only 6 Superhornets.
By that time we were already in Harpoon range so we let off our Harpoons, which also gave us a better Thrust to Weight ratio and thus maneuverability. Our AIM-120Ds were just like their R-77Ms, LOAL (Lock On After Launch), Ramjet engine, 80 km+ range, etc. What remained of our Strike Group, launched all of our AIM-120Ds, 2 per Sukhoi. AIM-120Ds aren't like R-77Ms in one section, and that's maneuverability. Some estimates put the R-77M's maneuverability at 90 Gs. Those estimates put the AIM-120Ds at 30 Gs. We had good missile but they weren't great, Sukhoi being a very maneuverable fighter had easier time dodging, but those weren't very experienced pilots, barely got 100 hours of flight on their back, about 9 Bogies were hit, leaving only 3 Sukhois to fight us. One more thing we had, we were taught how to Dogfight, they weren't. Those 3 Sukhois climbed altitude and afterburned back to home. We did the same, we wouldn't have caught them anyways.
Ivan has their hand full now. We launched 60 Tomahawks, each with a 450 kg warhead, and had 22 Harpoons on the way, each with a 200 kg warhead. They were slow though, subsonic too, traveled at Mach 0.8, or 270 meters per second. The Tomahawks were very easy for the Russians to track, because they cruised at about 100 meters, which meant a 57 km radar horizon, at 270 meters per second, that gave the Russian Carrier Battle Group 210 seconds to defend against it. Luck be it to the Russians, they can launch a 3K95 Kinzhal every 3 seconds, they have 5 ships that can do that, so they can shoot 5 Kinzhals every 3 seconds, and even better for them, 3K95 Kinzhals were meant to kill Tomahawks! In less than 12 seconds, all Tomahawks have been removed. But we still had a trick up our sleeves, those Harpoons were sea skimmers, 10 meter cruise altitude, Russians didn't see it until they were 30 km out. They still had over a 100 seconds to react to them though. And react they did, they had a total of 14 AK-630s, which is what our Phalanx is a copy of, and a total of 18 Kashtans, which was like combining 2 Phalanxes with a SEA-RAM.
We shoulda knew better, even a saturation attack with 22 Harpoons and 60 Tomahawks won't cut it if they were slow as dirt. The Russians managed to take down all but 3 Harpoons, and those were the ones we shot from the Superhornets, must have caught Ivan reloading or something, the time delay got them off guard. Those Harpoons locked onto the biggest target out there at the time, the Kuznetsov. 2 Harpoons literally hit the same spot, and even with their small warhead and horrible combat history, made the same hole as that P-500 Bazalt made in the Nimitz. The other Harpoon got beat by Chaff, again.
Our CO was a pussy. He saw what the Russians did, sank the entire Battle Group and left us, the George H.W. Bush, with a three 30 foot gashes. He wanted to retreat, go back to Norfolk and get reinforcements. But we know the Russians were out of ammunition, and that they had to go home. They did start going home too, maybe that was their mission, destroy us, Carrier Strike Group 2, and go back to Moscow to a couple bottles of Vodka and lots of happy hookers. We the crew didn't want that, and we were angry. Angry that they killed our brother men, angry that they toyed with us like this, we defied orders, commandeered the ship (although pretty much the entire crew save the CO didn't want revenge), and ordered a Kamikaze attack with what's left of our Superhornet and Hornet squadrons. They were to replace their weapons officer with a Navy Seal, who would eject and board one of their ships, probably the Kuznetsov, and kill their Captain.
It was a daring plan, and it required the blood of our Fighter men. We had 1 Squadron of Hornets (the other Squadron were destroyed in the attack) and 6 Superhornets left. That means 18 planes, each carrying 6.5 to 8 tonnes of weapons and not to mention the fuel. That means at least 120 tonnes of explosives, crashing down on the Kuznetsov. Not to mention our kinetic energy, the planes were diving at Mach 1.5, weighing 23 tonnes each, lots of power there. And so we were off, cruising at 10,000 meters, we know the Russians saw us and would shoot at us, but we took that risk. 10 km from Kuznetsov, we started our dive, and then they knew what we were going to do. S-300s started firing, then Kinzhals, then Kashtans. We made no evasive maneuvers, we just kept on diving. My Wingman was the first to be hit, he got hit by a S-300FM from the Pyotr Velikiy, telephone sized SAM, blew him out of the sky, no chance to even eject. The Hornets were hit too, and they were hit hard. I'd say that I lived because Superhornets had a reduced RCS, but that didn't save everyone else. All 12 Hornets were hit by either Kinzhals or Kashtans. The ones hit by Kinzhals had a chance to bail, so were the ones that were hit by Kashtans. I think only 1 other Superhornets besides my Wingman's were hit also by S-300s. We were only 3 km out now, and this was when we were to eject, we Navy Seals.
It was a rough eject, but it was good. My Pilot, Jonathan Vikolev, wanted to serve with us to stop what horrors the Communists inflicted on him from happening to anyone else. Once I ejected, god damnit, 3 Kashtans turned their total of 6 guns, each with 6 barrels at him, and at 5,000 rounds per minute, started turning his Superhornet into Swiss cheese. The same fate was met with everyone else's Superhornets. It was either S-300s, Kinzhals, Kashtans, doesn't matter, we were desperate and this attack was idiotic at best. We did achieve two objectives, a Squad of Navy Seals has been delivered to raid the Kuznetsov, and Vikolev's Superhornet, did it's job, it crashed right on the Kuznetsov's ski ramp, turning her into a mission kill.
Their Air crew was shocked to see us. All those Green shirts, Purple Shirts, Yellow Shirts, dropped their assignments and made a run for the Control tower. It was like a turkey shoot, when our ACRs ran out of ammunition, we just switched over to our Beretta. Didn't even have to double tap, one shot, brain stem, dead man. Our Demolition Expert, Mack Lee, set up some C4s on their VLS systems, what Kinzhals they had left we were going to blow. We quickly advanced towards their Control tower, massacring everyone we saw, and soon enough, we made it to their Bridge. By that time, their Naval Spetsnaz were on our tail, so we shut the doors and locked them tight. We were surrounded too, just us, 4 SEALs, the Bridge crew, and Spetsnaz all around us. It just happened to me, we weren't going make this some cliche interrogation like in Hollywood. We started shooting all Bridge crew in their abdomens, or their knees, or their shoulders. The Commander wasn't even phased at all. He looked at me in the eyes, and said something in Russian, "Исполните заказ пятьдесят девять." Jimmy DeFallio, who was our Linguist, immediately knew what this meant, and he screamed, "Everyone, down!"
There was only a flash, then there was fire, and then, pain. I think those Spetsnaz had breached the doors with RPG-28s, which as I recall, can shoot through 1 meter of steel. Then a couple of them, shot a few GM-94 grenades at us, thermobaric grenades. Mack, Jimmy, and Enrique, who was our Support gunner, all got whacked by one of those grenades. I saw Jimmy's lungs hanging from his mouth, Mack's face wasn't recognizable, and Enrique, was, Enrique, except you can tell that he was dead. I was the only one left alive, as I had ducked behind a rather large table. The Commander got up, flicked a few pieces of dirt off his shirt, drank a shot of vodka and said, "Try harder."
Soon, they discovered where we planted our C4s, dismantled them, and discarded them. Their Commander took me to Deck, and told me to point out where the George H.W. Bush was, and surprising me, it was within our Visual horizon. He told me to look closer, so I did, and what I saw was that they actually didn't use up all of their Munitions in their initial barrage, they still had Kh-41s that could be shot from their 3 Su-33, and they did. They also used what S-300FMs they had for a Surface attack role, which they did. First thing they did was destroy whatever Aviation facilities the George H.W. Bush had left, then blew off the Air Control tower. To make matters worst, they also sent several boats full of Spetsnaz to attack the George H.W. Bush. Minutes later, to my disdain, the Spetsnaz came onboard, gave me a shot of Whiskey (and I can tell from the taste, it was my CO's whiskey), and told me to laugh.
I asked why, and he said, "Look at your ship!"
To which I said, "Where?"
And he replies with, "Exactly!"
And then, all I could see was light.
