Sunday, 30th of November 2020. 2100 Hours. The Capital City, A Restaurant.
Clara, the guardian angel, was looking at the restaurant since she needed to protect Lynn and her boyfriend. At the moment, she was running with another armed guy that Clara didn't know.
Clara: "Breaking radio silence, Lima, what took you so long?"
Pulling the bolt of the rifle multiple times was very inefficient, especially when you needed to deal with a very large crowd like those rioters. Clara could kill two or three of those protesters, but the number was quite meaningless if there were hundreds of them.
Lynn and Patrick had already made a way for them to get out of that restaurant using their machine gun, but they just kept coming. As if someone kept throwing bodies at them. They managed to run to the main street, but the rioters were chasing them.
Patrick: "Ah, Clara, it's nice to hear your voice."
Clara: "Who's Clara and Who are you? How can you enter our frequency?"
Lynn: "Long story short, he's Lynx. I will explain later, just call him Delta."
Clara: "Say what? Sigh... I've seen too many weird things lately. Copy that, Delta, welcome back to the team."
Patrick: "Much appreciated Serval."
Clara kept shooting at the rioters with her rifle, she just kept shooting until Patrick and Lynn got out of the hot zone, the problem was even two general-purpose machine guns weren't enough to beat the number of crowds.
Clara: "Why don't they run away?"
Patrick: "Well, people are dumb don't you think?"
Clara: "On point."
Clara loaded the last magazine of her rifle to her rifle. After that, she had to use the last weapon, LWMMG, that big machine gun that matched the capabilities of a regular anti-materiel rifle.
Clara: "My magazines have dried out. I have to use the MG now."
Lynn: "Sure thing, Delta and I have got out of the hot zone, but we still have enemies pursuing us."
Clara opened the tarp that covered that big machine gun. She grinned when she held that machine gun, she just felt so powerful when she held that machine gun. She loaded the ammo belts into the machine gun and pulled the trigger.
***
"The greatest date ever, isn't it?" Lynn said as both of them were running with their machine gun.
"No shit," Patrick said as he ran backward when firing his machine gun. Bullets were raining from the front and the top of those rioters. Lynn just ran from the rioters.
"Lynn, I have an idea, I want to test new hardware, but it's going to take a while," Patrick said as he put his MG at his back and opened his phone. He immediately clicked on some menu, one of them was a personal garage.
[Su-35S]
[Loadout: Multirole A-G, A-A]
[4x R-77 "Adder"]
[2x R-74 ]
[6x Kh-29L]
[5x KAB-500]
[Damage: 0%]
[Fuel: 100%]
[Teleport to the vehicle directly. 20 km in distance]
Patrick suddenly disappeared in the same way as the helicopter crews back when they attacked the terrorist hideout. Lynn wondered where he was, but she was more concerned at the fact that the rioters were coming after her alone now.
'Dang, I wish I had bought an air vehicle too,' Lynn shot at the rioters and she ran to a nearby building, looking for a place to hide. She reloaded her GPMG and shot back at the rioters.
Clara: "Where's Delta?"
Lynn: "I don't know. Help me out will ya?"
Clara: "Are you sure? The last time I brought the badabing badaboom was when I tried to kill your girlfriend/boyfriend."
Lynn: "For f sake, just do it."
Clara: "Well, your request is an order for me, so, [Clanking noises] here I go."
Clara was loading a round into her Carl Gustav and shot it at the rioters. But it seemed that the round only killed a handful number of them, in short, it helped, but not by a margin.
Lynn kept shooting her machine gun at the rioters that kept appearing like zombies. Hell, at that point, Lynn couldn't decide whether to treat them as human or as target practice. If she ran out of ammo, she had to do some parkour to get away from them.
Clara: "How many magazines do you have?"
Lynn: "Two boxes left. One on the weapon itself while one in my rig."
Clara: "Ok, 12 rounds left."
Clara fired another round at the rioters and threw some of those dead bodies away. It made Lynn wondered something, 'Where's the military when you need them?' she shot her GPMG to the rioters as she kept running.
Clara kept the recoilless rifle round coming from her shoulder to deter the protesters from approaching Lynn, but it seemed that Lynn was chased by a tsunami of humans.
Luckily, backup had arrived. Two T-72s appeared in front of Lynn, she realized that those tanks were there for those rioters. Or was it? The tanks fired its heavy machine guns at the rioters, Lynn was glad that they did it, but that gladness didn't last long after they fired their cannons and almost hit Lynn.
Clara: "Tanks."
A recoilless rifle round landed at one of the tanks and disabled its optic, but it wasn't enough to destroy it. Lynn immediately ran away from that position as the tanks were engaging the protesters.
'Shiet, where's Patrick when I need him,' Lynn said as she ran away from her position and spawned a Javelin for herself. She took a peek on the tank and waited for a lock and she fired a Javelin missile at the tank. The tank was immediately destroyed, but there was more coming by.
***
Sunday, 30th of November 2020. 2120 Hours. The Sky Of The Capital. Flight 623450-SR. Su-35 "Flanker-E"
Patrick: "Flight 623450, Reducing altitude to 2000 Feet. I will disappear on the radar."
ATC: "Copy that Flight 623450."
In that cockpit of Su-35, Patrick was fiddling with his new aircraft. He was no longer wearing a combat uniform, but a G-suit instead. He switched the attacking mode of that aircraft to A-G so he could provide air support for Lynn against the protesters. It would be easy.
'Hmm, why the heck those government tanks are shooting at Lynn?' Patrick looked at the tank that showed on his IFF as friendly. Lynn was running away from those tanks.
Lynn: "The tanks are hostiles."
Patrick didn't have another choice, he had to disable the IFF on his jet to shoot the tank. He pressed some of the buttons on the cockpit of that jet and disabled the IFF on his fighter jet. All of the targets on the ground turned up as an 'Unknown' now.
Patrick dropped one of the 500-kilogram bombs on the tanks and killed both of them at once. The jet flew between the building and Clara immediately reacted.
Clara: "Shoot, that Sukhoi is an ally?"
Patrick: "Confirming arrival at A.O. Will provide support for both of you."
Lynn: "It's good to see you."
Lynn immediately got out of her hiding place and spawned her car. She got away from the protesters and requested Patrick to remove any hostiles between her and the outskirts of the town.
"Copy that," Patrick turned on the afterburner of his jet and climbed to an altitude to avoid AA fires.
Clara could get out by herself since she was largely unspotted since she was located far enough from the human tsunami that was after Lynn. Lynn drove her car away from the rioters and escaped from them, but the biggest threat there had shifted into the military. They were chasing after Lynn with their armored vehicles.
"Lima, I only have 10 anti-ground weapons, make use of it!" Patrick checked in the digital display panel on his jet. The targeting pods on that weapon would work better if there was a mark that was made by laser on the ground, but Lynn was driving and Clara was too far away from Lynn to mark the targets. It was up to him to strike the targets precisely.
Lots of targets were showed on his HUD. It varied from a main battle tank to a SPAAG. According to the computer on his aircraft, there were more than 20 targets on the ground below him. He had to choose his target carefully so he didn't waste any missile or bomb at a random target.
He decided to follow Lynn's car direction while asking her which turn she would take, etc. By doing that, Patrick would know which armored vehicles that he needed to destroy.
Patrick: "Lima, I need every guide on the direction that you will take. It includes whether you will turn right or left. I will instruct you whether the area in front of you is clear or not. This way, I can target which target I need to destroy. Do you understand?"
Lima: "Loud and clear, Delta."