Oksana had said nothing, but listened to every word of the new plan. She looked disappointed, and spent a minute considering the proper words for a response.

"I don't know if this is possible guys... Calliandra said it was at 40 000 feet and flying at mach 1. I don't even know how fast that is, will we see it coming? and I don't know how to judge how high 40 000 feet is... I am not a computer, I can't just calculate it out and teleport... I have to know where I am going. If there is some way to measure how high I am I can get there in just a few seconds I believe. But I am guessing '40 000' feet, could be up to 1000 feet off? 5 000 feet off? of where the actual aircraft ends up, and I imagine it will have slowed down, by the time it reaches us. I don't want to shit all over your idea Karnon, but I think you guys are underestimating certain variables."

She stands unsure of the possible responses. She finds herself looking at teh Lieutenant, nervously awaiting what she has to say...
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"Just get yourself directly in front of it as best you can without us being run over. I'll take care of the rest. If this doesn't work, all we've lost is a scroll, which was worth about maybe six minutes of work at most. We can get real close if thats what you need to figure out its flight-path. If you go right into its wake, you'll be able to see directly where its going. Then just put me three miles in front of it." Karnon replied.

"Use your eyes, your brains and your natural ability sweetheart. That is why your here not to sit in some goddamn trench and die with the militiamen. It is the morons that are content to trade bullets and try to play the Coalitions game that will cause us to lose this war. We are talking about making a real difference so move your ass. Failure is not an option."
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With the finishing touches being put on the arsenal of explosives, Portia overlooks the work of her troops, when Lieutenant Pierce reports that the aircraft is in sight.
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Over the platoon radio : "Commander, we have lost seven soldiers including Gittes, we remain strong."
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Portia picks up her radio and depresses the call button. "Copy that redistribute their salvageable weapons and armor. All units hold position until further instructed."
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With the proper magical protection Oksana and Karnon gradually teleport to approximately 40 000 feet, at one point being within yelling distance of Calliandra flying above the town in her SAMAS, before the daring pair go even higher.

They can see the transport coming in, and Oksana tries to match it's course. It is rapidly slowing down, but a sudden stop, and crash would still cause serious damage.

However the transport is behaving unexpectedly as they come closer to the town. As if the pilot is aware they are under attack he is slowing thier speed at an ill-advised rate, and changing course to avoid any possible obstacles.

Karnon, you will have to roll to strike for this to work. It is likely their pilot or someone in their cockpit can sense the impending danger and is trying to avoid it. At the speed they are going, and suddenly 'slamming on the brakes' there is no doubt the passengers will be jostled slightly, but not enough to damage much, but if they hit your wall it will be much worse. Karnon can use full bonuses to strike, however it is a called shot, and he must have a total above 12 otherwise he will miss. The other option is creating more than one field if there is time...
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Karnon growled out a spell as Oksana got into position. With the two scrolls in front of him, he spat out the words to finish the walls, as the luminous barriers cut across the sky, not touching each other but with a maw-like gap in between them.

The transport slammed into the second field narrowly evading the first. The entire craft comes to a sudden halt, and the field dents the hull in several feet. The craft then begins to free fall.

Karnon keyed his radio, "This is Private Karnon speaking. The transport craft has suffered a mid-air collision and is now free-falling. Possible survivors."

"Lets get back to base now." Karnon said to Oksana, the two of them still invisible.

"I almost feel like we're cheating." she says, then begins the teleporting journey back to the bunker.

"Be sure to convey those sentiments to the civilians who died in the missile fire over the night." Karnon replied grimly.

"I said almost... jeez..."

"Which means your 'almost' doubting our cause here. 'Almost' pitying the people trying to crush us and the people we are defending. This is a war, and they attacked us. I've already been in their hands as a prisoner of war. As far as I'm concerned, the gloves are off." Karnon replied.

"Are you going to return us now?"

Within a few seconds they are both back inside the bunker waiting for the sound of the crash.

Portia keys her radio again, "Well I am certainly glad you have your scientific calculator with you. How about you just tell me where the fucking thing is going to crash."

Then Karnon and Oksana appear. "Good work you two! Everyone prepare Annihilate scrolls. When this thing hits if it is still in one piece we are going to obliterate it."

She waits to here Calliandras reply and then immediately calls out over Second Platoons frequency. "Sekhmet, Ra, Thoth take to the air and destroy the transport or anything that come out of it. Second Platoon to your combat positions now! Glitterboys put some fire into that thing before it hits the ground if you can."

Walking over to the area of bare floor she has claimed as the "scrying" area she prepares herself for spellcasting.
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Karnon released the Invisibility spell upon and appeared. If a pleased grin could grace his canine mouth, it did. The thought of what would happen to the rest of the soldiers upon the impact of the transport pleased Karnon immensely.

Karnon pulled another scroll from his belt, upon which at least two Annihilate spells had been scribed by himself. The things most likely to survive the crash were troops in power armor, although it was conceivable that even they might be crushed within their armors if the transport left a crater in the ground. Such thicks skins were best dealt with swiftly and definitively.
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At the first report of the incoming aircraft Drano had the sleeping members of his squad woken. Watching the Deaths Head Transport begin to fall he begin to fire into the large aircraft.

“Chromium Guardsman, fire at will. Relocate only after we begin to take enemy fire. Then relocate after every 4 to six shots fired. Make sure you tell your helpers when you’re running low so they can bring an ammo drum to you.”

There is no load BOOM’s coming from Drano’s Chromium Guardsman, as he fires nine times in succession, with most of his shots hitting the actual ‘deaths head’ forward section of the craft..

Amy quickly flips through the stash of scrolls she has been given and finds a pair of anihilate ones, just in case shes told to use a second before waiting for Portia to do whatever it is she will that will let them see whats goin on.

Severin begins distributing the IED's to the proper personnel, "Portia, if there is enough left, can I have one for lunch?" he asks speaking of the CS soldiers.

Mcoud nods with grim satisfaction he squeezes his trigger and all so fires on the death head.
"Confirm sir"

Controlling his shots and aiming at the under saucer to destroy it manoeuvrability.
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Van and the 3 juggernauts from 1st platoon take to the skies to engage the transport as it freefalls, meeting up with Calliandra in the air, and then joined by the juggernauts from 2nd platoon. They relentlessly assault the craft, while Van tries to move in close.

The transport door opens under the craft and dozens upon dozens of SAMAS armours pour out into the sky above Van and his squad. Swarms of the varied SAMAS models burst from the falling transport like hornets from a disturbed nest and immediately attack the small Tolkeen air force. They spread out above the town in squadrons of 8-12 and open fire on available targets in Madtown. At least a hundred made it out before the transport crashes upside down on the damaged radar/clock tower.

None of second platoon on the ground have been spotted by the SAMs yet...

moving as his commander has instructed after ever 4 shots McCloud open fires on the SAMs give as much help to the tolkeen air force as possible but staying under as much cover as possible

"Have some of this you filth bastards”

Eljin considers his options and decides the Sams are better targets then the already crippled transport. His targeting systems engage, his Silence option in his suit follows, and last his BoomGun sends a sheet of pure death at the SAMS

It is difficult to make out the Air Force of Pluto Company among the swarming SAMAS. The four Chromium Guardsmen open fire lending what support they can, while their defense teams bunker down in preperation for the GBs to become targets. The SAMs soon catch on and send out two squads of Heavy SAMAS towards teh Guardsmen positions.

The rest of second platoon is comfortable in their subterranean sanctuary.