{"id":5146,"date":"2016-07-25T00:01:54","date_gmt":"2016-07-25T05:01:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jackofharts.com\/?p=5146"},"modified":"2016-09-04T17:40:57","modified_gmt":"2016-09-04T22:40:57","slug":"the-mighty-avengers-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jackofharts.com\/?p=5146","title":{"rendered":"Forge of War 3 – The Mighty Avengers"},"content":{"rendered":"

All my life, I wanted to loaf around home on my boat wearing shorts and sandals with a guitar strapped over my shoulder impressing all the girls with my mad musical skills. But I also thought flying would be fun. Hollywood kept showing us \u201creal men\u201d in Hellcats vanquishing the bad guys, so when I realized I might just be<\/em> a pilot, I wanted to fly Hellcats. Then some politician with a hankering for pork got a reinstated reserve squadron assigned with some new Avengers\u2026.<\/p>\n

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The Mighty Avengers<\/h1>\n

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Jack studied the fighter in front of him and the other pilots. It was too big to be a real fighter, twice as long as the Hellcat the United States Marine Corps had been adopting over the last quarter century. Unlike the aerodynamic Hellcat, the Avenger was angular, with harsh lines showing that the design process was still ongoing. The long nose, as long as the Hellcat on its own, jutted out of the massive fuselage that housed the cockpit. Thick wings spread out on either side, carrying what looked like massive gravitic cannons, but Jack wasn\u2019t certain he liked that. In fact, he was pretty certain he didn\u2019t. He couldn\u2019t see the missile racks that made the Hellcat such a powerful space superiority fighter. With gravitic cannons, the Avenger would be more of an attack craft, designed for anti-shipping duties. Though what looked like an engine tacked on above and below showed that it was designed to maneuver.<\/p>\n

Then there was the heavy weapons turret, housing what looked like four heavy laser arrays, hanging below the nose. He didn\u2019t like the idea of having all the weapons on a single turret. It would be too easy for a lucky shot to blow them all off, and then anyone piloting this thing would be in serious trouble. Jack pursed his lips and turned to the other pilots, wondering if they were as worried about all this as he was.<\/p>\n

There was Charles Edward Hurst of Pennsylvania. And it was always Charles Edward Hurst. The whole name. His family was powerful on the East Coast, with plenty of political connections, and he just rubbed a Jack who\u2019d grown up on Northern Minnesota lakes the wrong way. He was talking with the massive Jay Lovato of the Navajo and Daniel Freemon of Dixie. Both their fathers were presidents of their respective nations, but neither one seemed to let it go to their heads. Jack liked them.<\/p>\n

Then there was Buckaroo Banno from Los Angeles. The world famous Free Japanese surfer. He had a few grievances after a particularly large piece of Yosemite fell on Los Angeles and created a new crater lake. And the very nice young lady talking to him was the famous hula dancer from Hawaii, Drew Keawe. Jack had enjoyed her dancing for most of his life, and he hoped he hadn\u2019t made too much of a fool of himself the first time he\u2019d seen her. He was pretty certain he had though.<\/p>\n

Jack on the other hand stood next to Jesse James, no relation, whose sole other claim to fame was being a farmer from Kansas. And he was built like a comic super hero, a fact that made the lanky and thin Jack just a little bit jealous. Jack wondered once again just what selection process had dropped them into a squadron with so many famous and powerful people in it.<\/p>\n

At least he could see one thing from looking at the pilots right now, though. They were all worried and surprised at what they were looking at.<\/p>\n

A colonel stepped forward, and every pilot and cyber came to attention, saluting him automatically. The colonel saluted back and frowned.<\/p>\n

\u201cAt ease,\u201d he ordered and the pilots and cybers relaxed. \u201cI am Lieutenant Colonel Mathew Johanson, commander of Marine Fighter Attack Squadron 112, the Cowboys. For those of you for whom the news blackouts actually worked, we just lost five more squadrons at Mars. Add those to what we lost in California and Washington DC, and we are entering a full mobilization of all reserve squadrons. The Cowboys are recruiting new pilots and you have been sent as our first volunteers.\u201d<\/p>\n

Johanson scanned the line of recruits like he\u2019d bitten off a particularly sour grapefruit. \u201cI understand that many of you have expressed a preference to piloting Hellcats. As you can see, the Cowboys are not a Hellcat unit. We have been assigned the first Avengers off the production line, by the supreme intelligence of the United States Congress and the personal politicking of the Senior Senator of the Great Republic of Texas. Oorah.\u201d Johanson waited until he received a ragged series of Oorahs before continuing. \u201cCongress has spent decades and fortunes building the Avengers and they want them in space. Understood?\u201d The ragged chorus of Oorahs was even more ragged this time. \u201cNow that we understand each other, Congress has sent us an expert on the Avenger to brief us on its abilities.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack groaned at the last statement. They were about to get a speech from a political animal. Johanson waved a man forward and even the politically connected pilots groaned this time. It wasn\u2019t a political animal. It was worse. It was an egghead, and it wielded one of the weapons of their trade like a sword. A laser pointer.<\/p>\n

\u201cI am Doctor Kevin Parrish, from the Office of Naval Research. Pilots, please refer to your pads for more information. Cybers, you should be getting the datadump now.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack glanced down at the pad on his chair arm and his eyes narrowed. There were lies, damned lies, and statistics, and he trusted them all equally. He did not pick up the pad.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is the Grumman F-12 Avenger,\u201d Parrish said with a wicked slash of his laser point across the fighter. He then settled it down by pointing at one of the fighter\u2019s four main engines, on the wings. \u201cThese are Pratt & Whitney SF113 gigawatt-class fusion torch drives, the most powerful ever built into a fighter.\u201d He aimed the pointer at the main fuselage, behind the cockpit. \u201cThe Alcubierre Class F5 gravity generator can allow acceleration from zero to one percent of light speed in five point three seconds without losing gravity wave cohesion.\u201d The laser point slashed down the long nose. \u201cAnd this houses a series of Casimir F3 Mark V hyperspace penetrators that can create a breach in the hyperspace wall on their own. No capital ship required.\u201d<\/p>\n

Several of the pilots and cybers alike shifted in surprise at that. Jack frowned with them. Fighters were too small to create a breach. He scanned the exaggerated nose, seeing the power couplings running up and down it, and began to nod. This really was a very big fighter. With enough energy, it just might be able to create two gravitic shears far enough apart to create an opening. He glanced at Betty and she returned his gaze, mulling something over in her mind, before looking back to the fighter.<\/p>\n

The laser pointer moved to the turret under the fighter\u2019s nose. \u201cShe carries a turret with four Kratos L23 laser emitters, that can fire in all directions in both anti-ship and anti-missile modes, allowing her to slot into a capital ship\u2019s anti-missile system network seamlessly. She also has two General Dynamics Havok Class-51 gravitic cannons designed to penetrate any deflection grid,\u201d he continued, aiming the pointer at a large port just under the cockpit on the forward edge of the fighter\u2019s port wing. \u201cIn squadron strength, when focusing fire, a squadron of Avengers will be able to bring down even a capital<\/em> ship\u2019s deflection grid. No missiles required,\u201d he noted with emphasis. \u201cFor protection, she is covered with Strabo R12 laser reflective armor and carries a Convair GF16C deflection grid.\u201d<\/p>\n

The doctor smiled at them and brought the laser pointer down to the floor with a wicked slash. \u201cIn short, the Avenger is faster than the Hellcat, more maneuverable than the Hellcat, carries more firepower then a Hellcat, is harder to kill than the Hellcat, and is capable of destroying capital ships in squadron strength. This is the ultimate heavy fighter, carrying the most advanced combat and defense systems ever placed on a fighter, that we will use to kick the Shang\u2019s asses across the universe,\u201d the doctor said with what could almost have been a wicked smile. It was a shame. He looked like he\u2019d really practiced that last line.<\/p>\n

Jack glanced towards the pad with a frown. Most of the names the egghead had rattled off his tongue meant little to Jack, but he could see what the man was promising. Jack just didn\u2019t believe it. He glanced at the other pilots to see what they thought. They seemed to think the same as him. The Avenger was too big to be a proper fighter. He couldn\u2019t believe it could actually maneuver the way the doctor said, not with all that mass to move.<\/p>\n

Johanson stepped up quickly. \u201cDoes anybody have any questions?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack looked around at the others again before sighing. \u201cLook, I\u2019m certain there is a really good presentation in here,\u201d he said with a wave towards the pad. \u201cHow many gigawatts the main reactor can dish out and all that stuff. But she\u2019s just too big<\/em> to be a proper fighter. And I don\u2019t care what he says, a Hellcat\u2019ll turn circles around this thing. It\u2019s designed<\/em> to kill anything smaller than a destroyer. This thing is\u2026just a big target. How can this turkey fight a Hellcat, let alone a Shang<\/em> fighter?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps I<\/em> can answer those questions.\u201d The very strong southern drawl of Texas\u2019 most popular AI voice came from the fighter.<\/p>\n

Betty smiled and Jack narrowed his eyes at her. She nodded towards the fighter. Jack pursed his lips, not wanting to listen. She lowered her chin and put both hands on her hips. She was not<\/em> going to take no for an answer. He sighed and turned to the fighter. \u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMay I assume you think my\u2026press agent\u2019s claims are tall tales?\u201d the fighter asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cI am not<\/em> a press agent!\u201d the doctor shouted in indignation.<\/p>\n

\u201cPo-tay-to, po-tah-to,\u201d the fighter said with a sigh. \u201cYour presentation works well on politicians, not so well on pilots.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack frowned at the interplay, still considering the fighter\u2019s question. Something about the fighter made him realize it was waiting for him again. He smiled at it. \u201cYes I do, but perhaps you can show me I\u2019m wrong,\u201d he said, laying the challenge out for the fighter.<\/p>\n

\u201cChallenge accepted,\u201d the fighter said with what sounded like a smile. \u201cNow if you will allow me to demonstrate, I will show you why I am far better than any mere Hellcat<\/em>,\u201d the fighter finished with a verbal sneer.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t like the Hellcats?\u201d<\/p>\n

The fighter harrumphed. \u201cThey are too full of themselves. Stuck up jocks who think they are the best thing since the recycler.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPot?\u201d Jack asked, his eyes shifting to rest on Betty.<\/p>\n

Betty smiled back at him. \u201cKettle?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOK. Fine. You got me,\u201d the fighter said in annoyance. \u201cMaybe we\u2019re just built to know we\u2019re the best, but I\u2019ve seen<\/em> the Hellcats\u2019 stats and I know<\/em> I\u2019m better than they are.<\/p>\n

Jack gave the fighter an appraising eye. \u201cYou\u2019re bigger than they are. You won\u2019t maneuver as good in a fight.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve got better maneuvering thrusters than they do. And my main generator gives me better control over gravity than Hellcats have. I make up for the bulk.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cInteresting. So you think you can match them in combat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMostly. I have better deflection grids than they do, though in pure numbers they have some<\/em> maneuvering advantages,\u201d the fighter said, reluctance in its tone. \u201cI do make up for the bulk, but they have a lower starting point. They will however never be as good as I am in anti-ship operations. If all you ever want to do is fight other fighters, the Hellcats are great for you. If you want to kill big ships, and all the Shang on them, I\u2019m the fighter for you. Also, I can translate through the hyperspace barrier. Fighters are real hard to see in hyper. Do you like sneak attacks?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack gave the fighter an evil smile. \u201cI love \u2019em.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell then, imagine all the things you can do with a fighter that can fly through hyper and kill a warship when it arrives, without being detected through the barrier.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m imagining. I like what I\u2019m imagining. How \u2019bout you?\u201d he asked, turning to Betty.<\/p>\n

\u201cMe too,\u201d she said with a smile aimed at the fighter. \u201cYou do a good job selling yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSomebody<\/em> has to,\u201d the fighter said with a bit of a growl.<\/p>\n

\u201cMay I?\u201d Betty asked and stepped forward, her hand held up.<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course,\u201d the fighter returned.<\/p>\n

Betty walked up to the fighter and put her hand on it. She stood there for several seconds before turning to glance at each of the other cybers. She waved them forward and they followed her example. After a few minutes of low murmurs back and forth, Betty strode back to Jack, confidence in every step.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe fighter isn\u2019t exaggerating, Jack.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah,\u201d he said slowly. \u201cI just don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI do,\u201d Betty said without hesitation. \u201cI want to fly that fighter.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack frowned and looked at her for a long time. She returned his stare without blinking. Not that she really needed to blink of course, but it was real unnerving when she just stopped it altogether. \u201cAre you certain?\u201d he finally asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe Hellcat\u2019s a short range fighter, Jack. Only good for killing things.\u201d She waved an arm at the Avenger. \u201cShe\u2019s got hyper. She\u2019s got fuel stores that are amazing. We can go <\/em>places we\u2019ve never been with her, Jack.\u201d She finished, her gaze challenging him to dispute her.<\/p>\n

He opened his mouth and shut it, remembering what he\u2019d told her. He looked down at her feet, seeing the white sandals she still wore, a small rebellion against the uniform standards even cybers had to follow when on duty. The sandals she\u2019d first worn right after he told her about going places he\u2019d never been in the Boundary Waters. Right after she\u2019d told him she did not<\/em> want to be caught in a never-ending cycle of vengeance with him. He sighed and looked back up at her with a smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cUsing my own words against me I see.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll take every advantage I can get,\u201d she answered with a wink.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s my girl,\u201d Jack said and patted the feathery edge of her holographic shoulder. He turned to the fighter and waved a finger at it. \u201cI\u2019m not saying yes. But my partner\u2026well….\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s a smart cyber,\u201d the fighter supplied.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah.\u201d Jack turned to take in the other pilot teams and frowned. \u201cAh, fighter? You wouldn\u2019t happen to have enough fighters here for everyone to have a go at you?\u201d<\/p>\n

The fighter laughed. \u201cDo you really think we would come here without enough for that purpose?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe work for the government,\u201d Jack said, deadpan.<\/p>\n

\u201cTouch\u00e9. Yes there are enough of us. In the hangar.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut they haven\u2019t been briefed<\/em>!\u201d the doctor wailed.<\/p>\n

\u201cShut up,\u201d the fighter ordered and the man stepped back to the wall again. \u201cColonel?\u201d the fighter asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cI agree,\u201d Johanson answered, giving the fighter an approving nod. \u201cProceed as you will.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cExcellent,\u201d the fighter said, lifted a few centimeters off the floor, hovering on its grav plating, and turned towards the wall. The wall split open, revealing a hangar full of eleven more fighters beyond the briefing room.<\/p>\n

\u201cNice. You did<\/em> come prepared,\u201d Jack mumbled in the direction of the hangar.<\/p>\n

Betty followed the fighter, her hand on its wing possessively.<\/p>\n

\u201cBetty?\u201d Jack said in concern. \u201cWe haven\u2019t even flown it yet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI have faith in you,\u201d Betty returned in a joyful tone. \u201cYou\u2019ll like her when you do.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jack scratched his chin and sighed. \u201cAnd if I don\u2019t?\u201d<\/p>\n

Betty beamed at him. \u201cYou will.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIndeed,\u201d the fighter said, sounding very smug. \u201cIn fact I think you\u2019ll love me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cQuiet you,\u201d Jack said with a glare towards the fighter. Then he turned back to Betty. \u201cBetty, I promise to give it a shot, but if it doesn\u2019t live up to the hype I\u2019m going to push for something different.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhatever you think is best,\u201d Betty said with a smile that conveyed she already knew what was best. It was amazing how much like a real girl she could act. Jack rubbed his temple with the fingers of one hand, considering again that he\u2019d really never considered what life would be like with a cyber before he jumped in feet first.<\/p>\n

Jack finally looked back up and stopped in his tracks as the scene finally caught his attention. A dozen Avengers hovered on their grav plating, engine pods flush with the wings for atmospheric operations, their noses facing towards the hot Texas landscape shimmering outside the hangar doors. They looked ready to fly, ready to kill. They looked dangerous.<\/p>\n

Jack smiled. He supposed he could live with that. If they flew well of course. Jack smiled at the fighter. \u201cI do<\/em> hope you fly as good as you talk. I am so<\/em> ready to kick the Shang\u2019s asses across the universe if you can.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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