August 7th, 2016:

  Three months after the attack and occupation of Kesalia's capital and the surrounding region....

  Part one:

  As Anthony walked to his F-18A he was stopped by his mechanic who had just finished looking over his plane.

  "Hey Anthony...I was inspecting your Hornet and she seems a bit fatigued...you'll need to switch to a new type soon. Just take it easy up there and lastly watch out. Rumor has it that the Ruvanian's have just procured some SU-35's and possibly even PAK FA's."

  "I'll take my chances" Anthony said as he climbed into the cockpit.

  Anthony taxied to the runway and took off, to engage the encroaching fighters.

  "Voodoo to Darkstar what are my objectives?"

  "Darkstar here. Enemy fighters are encroaching on our territory, perhaps to locate our base in Paradiso. Intercept them and watch out, my sensors detected what look to be four SU-35's along with two very faint signals mixed in. I'm sending you the target information."

  Anthony turned on his radar and received Darkstar's targeting information

  "Yup hostile Flanker's about sixty miles out and i don't want to know what those faint signals are, Darkstar am i cleared to fire" Anthony said as he switched to the AIM-120's.

  "Affirmative Voodoo you are cleared to splash the Flankers."

  "Roger that..Fox 3! One away,Two away,Three away and four away."

  The AIM-120's headed to their targets and struck home, as things were looking good for Anthony things soon turned very sour when those two faint signal's got into a merge.

  "WHOA THOSE ARE SU-57s!"

  Anthony threw his planes engines into full power and turned as hard as possible to engage the T-50's. He tried to lock on with his remaining AIM-120's but couldn't get a lock, he then switched to guns and fired the 20mm the bandit effortlessly evaded the rounds fired at him angered by this Anthony switched to sidewinders and fired at the T-50 "FOX TWO!" This missile was right on target but his victory was short lived.

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  "His wingman is behind me! I can't shake him!!" Anthony yelped with fear

  "heh...Goodbye you Kesalian bastard." The enemy pilot said as he fired an R-73.

  "MAYDAY MAYDAY DARKSTAR I'VE BEEN HIT! I'M GOING DOWN!!"

  "VOODOO! Get outta there EJECT EJECT! DARKSTAR TO CONTROL VOODOO HAS BEEN SHOT DOWN I REPEAT VOODOO HAS BEEN SHOT DOWN!"

  Anthony pulled the ejection handle and ejected from his stricken fighter

  Anthony fell back to earth and removed his parachute. He landed in the desert of Paradiso, Kesalia several hundred miles from his base. Anthony grabbed his survival pack and started making his way down south. After several hours of walking the sun began to go down. As night began to fall. Seeing how it wouldn't be a good idea to keep on going he opened his kit and grabbed his survival blanket to rest for the night.

  The next morning he was awoken to the sound of a vehicle moving towards his position. He sprung from his blanket and grabbed his MP7. As he hid from the incoming truck the vehicle pulled over and the driver exited the car to investigate the campsite. Anthony then snuck up behind the nosy passerby.

  "Freeze! Don't you dare move or I WILL blow your head clean off.."

  The man turned around and looked Anthony in the eye, the man was Caucasian and looked to be in his mid 50's and was wearing worn out camouflage cargo pants and a matching jacket with a Kesalian flag patch. He had long blonde hair, a dark tan and looked like the proper definition of a beach bum.

  "Calm down there flyboy...just put the gun down and let's talk alright? What's your name kid?"

  Anthony put down his gun and relaxed a bit.

  "Anthony Martinez, sir..."

  "Good to meet ya Anthony...the name's Aragord, James Aragord. It's nice to run into a fellow airman. I was a mechanic back in my day..fixed F-4's and F-15's."

  Before James could continue Anthony interrupted him.

  "It's a miracle to run into you but what the hell are you doing out here? It's Dangerous out here, once you leave Paradiso you're heading into Ruvanian occupied territory!"

  "Relax kid relax..slow your roll, I'm out here because i heard news about the shoot down of a Kesalian fighter in the area and wanted to investigate now that i've located the pilot which happens to be you, let's hop into my truck...i've got some extra water and you sure look like you need it because you look like total and complete hell."

  James was right. Anthony did look like hell. Anthony climbed into the cab of the truck and opened up a fresh bottle of water.

  "What base did you fly out of Anthony?"

  "Paradiso International."

  James looked at Anthony and replied on a positive note.

  "Paradiso huh? Well it looks like you're in luck. I'm headed towards there so it looks like you'll be reunited with your comrades."

  Anthony raised an eyebrow and looked back at James.

  "Why are you headed there...most importantly how the hell did you get all the way out there?"

  "Well i can't say it was easy. I was part of a resistance movement near Angelus, seeing how me and a few others from the resistance were outnumbered and outgunned we made a hasty and bloody retreat towards Paradiso after tapping into a military frequency and hearing of the Kesalian air force and parts of the army taking refuge here. Another reason for me being here is that i've gathered some good intel on the enemy and now thanks to the fact that i've ran into you we can show this intel and have an even better chance at winning this war and taking our country back."

  Within a couple of days Anthony and James had arrived at Paradiso International.

  Anthony climbed out of the truck and submitted his ID papers to the sentry guarding the entrance

  "Alright Captain you can go..but your friend is going to have to stay."

  "WHOA WHOA WHOA! Not happening, this guy rescued me and on top of that has valuable intel that can help us in this damn war so you better let him in...THAT'S AN ORDER!"

  As James slowly climbed out of his truck with a briefcase the soldier raised his weapon and pointed it at him

  "Put the case down civilian..NOW!"

  "Calm down soldier...this briefcase contains information that can help you a whole lot in this fight...Captain Martinezcan vouch for me, after all I rescued him."

  "Alright

  The soldier then lowered his weapon and waved them in

  "Alright Captain, i'll take your word for it."