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The Ptera Bomber Squadron flew in formation over the tundra of Beringia, making a direct beeline towards Ebinay Air Base. Below them, a Battalion's worth of Rev Raptors and other various OA Zoids marched in the same direction. They made no attempt to hide their movements. It was common knowledge that the PAC had their damned Whale King Romeos monitor the surrounding area. It was only a matter of time before the defenders mobilized. The Squadron Commander knew the Zabats ahead of them would keep the Pteras' safe long enough to make their bombing run.

((This thread is for the actual battle. Ready? FIGHT!))

In the sky, one could already see Zabats and Redlers fighting each other, Pteras Bombers circling to the west. Almost immediately, explosions began happening around the charge. 12 miles away. OA Cannon Tortoises were lobbing shells towards them. The CSM was the first into battle against an OA Shield Liger. As battles began commencing all around, five Rev Raptors charged towards Jarid and his team, firing in their direction, scythes already out.

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The Gustav lurched forward as the driver floored it.

"We got one already. A Molga lost a wheel. No battle damage. The wheel was simply loose."

The Driver wore a headset so he could hear what was going on on the field.

"Others have minor to moderate damage, but nothing requiring our attention."

The Driver glanced back.

"Got all that, Sarge?"

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The eight Zabats turned with him, the pilots on high alert. it'd be bad if the Alpha got shot down. After all, there was a VIP at Ebinay. And the rumor that there were no Raynos' or Storm Sworders in the air yet was a little unsettling.

They arrived at the Molga, the pilot traversing his weapons to guard the area. Though that wouldn't stop a stray shell. The driver popped open the canopy.

"I'll leave her open till you get done."

The massive red wheel lay flat on the ground. The controls for the winch and crane were on the outside, giving the FAMT access to it. All the Driver had to do was keep the engine running.

The charging Rev Raptors couldn't hear Heckler over the sounds of gunfire. One of them went down, a round clean through it's chest, though missing the Zoid Core. The remaining four got in a line, their fire becoming more accurate, one of the rounds slamming into the side of the Command Wolf as the Raptors focused on the lone Zoid.

((Never go alone.))

"SON OF A!" Heckler barked as his Zoid veered to the right from the blast.

"Don't worry. I've got the shot." Crosshair chuckled. His sniper cannon aimed straight at the lead's cockpit.
"The last thing you'll never see." he chuckled as he pulled the trigger.

At the sound of the cannon, the three on the field stopped firing and rushed the Rev Raptors, Gray Death's Blades ready to sheer through the enemy, while the Zaber Fangs circled left and right of them, their guns, the more close-ranged machine guns, opening fire as they continued their circle.

"Crosshair here. 'Package' delivered." He stated, looking at the Artillery.
"...Moving site of venue for better business..." he added, slowly moving out of Sniper Mode to evade the falling death. Once he was back into a more mobile state, he began his move eastward outside of where the shells were hitting.
"Perhaps a special present, free of charge of course, should be sent to one of the Tortoises..." he commented.

"We're just mopping up now." Slade replied, the two Zaber Fangs now focusing on the two in the back while the Liger made his run through the point man.

((Only if you want things to die. XD))

⊰𝔅𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔟𝔞⊱

((Well i gtg for a bit brb in two hours,please don;t get too far ahead if it's not too much to ask ^^' thank you for understanding everyone.))