Alpha 3: GODDAMMIT ALPHA 1 YOU CRAZY SUICIDAL SON OF A BITCH!!!

Alpha 1: ....

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Alpha 1 was currently steering through the sky avoiding missiles and pretty much destroying AA's with his Bombardment runs. Doing this while also getting too close for comfort. Steering in an unimaginable way. Normal pilot would not even last 1 minute doing what he does.
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Alpha 2: You absolute maniac. Sometimes I wonder what goes in your mind Leader.

Alpha 4: Gentlemen and Milady do not forget why were here and my dear Crazy older Brother please refrain from going to far.

Alpha 1: ... statoshka.

Alpha 2: Lets'a Goooo!!!

Alpha 3: OH SHUSH IT YOU TWO!!! Am I the only sane one here?!

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While everyone was either arguing to or calming each other they also were still focused on the battle.
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Alpha 4: Alpha 3 and 2! Please! Save your ruthless monstrous attitude for later. We have a mission here so act like adults and let us focus here. Take notes from CoB.

Alpha 2: Nah I can just read him like a book it's just Ronald McFuckDonald here being moron.

Alpha 3: EXFUCKINGCUSE YOU?!

Alpha 2: *chuckles* Rember why I am Alpha 2 little boy.

Alpha 3: FUCK OFF VERONICA!!! I SHOULD BEAT YOUR HEAD TO A PULP.

Alpha 2: I can literally carry you like a baby. You needed 2 books to sit high enough in AirForce classes.

Alpha 3: You TRAITOR DONT JUST SPILL THE BEANS!!!

Alpha 1: TISHINA!!!

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As Alpha 1 yelled that everyone went silent still fighting the enemy not letting loose or giving them a chance to fight back.
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Alpha 1: You are all part of the Alpha here. Act like it or get dismissed.

Alpha 2: All of us?

Alpha 1: Did I stutter? We accept suicidal missions and you act like a couple of either drunk morons, stupid siblings arguing in kindergarden over who sees who's Panties first and now this?! Grow up ALL OF YOU!!!

Alpha 4: Very well Sir.

Alpha 1: You're excused Alpha 4.

Alpha 4: What honor. Thank you Sir.

Alpha 2: Awe but I thought we had something CooooooB.

Alpha 1: Don't stretch it Veronica also were not even in a relationship. Shush girl.

Alpha 2: Yes sir! Hahahahahahahahaha~

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Alpha 2 went on a bloodbath destroying the destroyer class ships below her.
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Alpha 3: ... I am sorry Sir.

Alpha 1: I won't literally dismiss you four so simply. Remember I jeed you all focused here how I get you attention will not matter.

Alpha 3: Yes Sir!

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With that being said Alpha 3 flew to the coast where all of the troops were deploying smaller AA's.
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Alpha 3: Not happening sweet cheeks. *opens fire*

Alpha 4: Shall I wait for Alpha 5?

Alpha 1: ... hm sure keep an eye on Alpha 2. She can be troublesome.

Alpha 4: Yes Sir.

Alpha 1: And Gilbert, I want her unscathed this time. She doesn't need another operation because of her loyalty to me. I will not allow excuses.

Alpha 4: Of course Sir may I suggest the knockout Autopilot if needed.

Alpha 1: As long as she is unscathed in any way or form you may use your Tricks.

Alpha 5: Sorry for ze late Arrival!!! Boy oh Boy I had too much fun last night.

Alpha 1: playboy.

Alpha 4: How disgraceful you are and immature.

Alpha 5: Vhat?! But I love getting ze ladies ja ja. They are all so wonderful. If I could just keep them alongside with me it would be a beautiful life for them and me.

Alpha 1: URUSAI!!!

Alpha 4: Hu? Japanese now Sir?

Alpha 1: Happens sometimes. I won't try to explain it. My main point is that you Franz, need to shut the fuck up.

Alpha 4: Forgive my manners Sir but he is right Franz, you edgy clothed Cunt of a swine slaughterhouse you call a Royal Palace. One fucking, stupid cunt of a brat is what you are sometimes.

Alpha 1: Forgiven because it is true.

Alpha 5: Ach herje ze pain of your words upon me. Ach.

All Alpha's: URUSAI!!!

Alpha 1: Simp.

Alpha 5: NEIN!!!

Alpha 4: Silence pet Dog and let us finish this OP so that I can cook some delicious dinner for us all.

Alpha 2: Ah yes it is truly a fine dish you make.

Alpha 3: My mouth is watery.

Alpha 1: I agree of the food you make. Truly a delightful way to eat dinner.

Alpha 5: May I-

Everyone: NO/NYET/SILENCE CUNT!!!

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??? PoV:
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Fox: Franz: Alpha 5 sunk a little in his seat. He kinda is last due to being more or less a perverted simp. Nicknamed Simpboy he is the last in line.

Gilbert: Alpha 4 Nicknamed Sir. Butler, is the British Old School Butler and Pilot. You could also say he is a Fancy Style preffering type of person.

Ronald: Alpha 3 is the Youngest and High Spirited. Some call him the Dragon Spirit of the Skies.
Still he is more or less a bit young in the head and does not have much mature attitude with respect and such. He may be 20 years old but his mindset if that of a toddler sometimes.

Veronica: Alpha 2 is the Blood Demon. She is known to be a ruthless and mindless maniac who enjoys the slaughter of the battelfield. Well you would be halth correct. Altough most is correct it is said that she actually works as a mercenary because she has less war conflict to deal with. The reason for her nickname is because she killed her superior before joining the Mercs and drank his blood. Eversince then the only reason she was released from Prison was because Alpha 1 did so. As to why she killed the Superior? Civilian casualties treated as a well done job.

More or less the entire squad hates missions involving Territories where Civilians are. They want to keep their hands clean of that.

And lastly,

Ivan Proteshka: Alpha 1 nicknamed Crazy older Brother or CoB for short.
Anything you wish to know of him well, you can ask him right?

???: Fox you need to set on what we do here. We could use a good team such as you folks. Why not join Nato?

Fox: We are mercenaries for a reason Josh. We will not become like you. Do you dirty buisness on your own, we will take no part in it.

Josh: I, well I tried to be better at least.

Fox: Heh better,... you needed to be even better then that. Oh well we are done here. They have completed the mission as requested.

Josh: I just hope one day we recieve the info that we are to return home at last.

Fox: Well, good luck with that.

Josh: I hope you know what you're doing with this idea Fox.

Fox: Josh I am a genius. I do not make these plans without calculating the outcomes and certainly not with mass casualty outcomes. I created this PMC for a reason.

Josh: I see, very well. Guess nothing I say changes your mind.

Fox: Oh it's not me you should worry about that. It is my crew you should worry about. They would never join either side. They will work for money but only missions that involve non civilian zones.

Josh: Copy that.

Meanwhile at the Cashier...

Hans: So when do we start?

Karl: ... bruh.

Kyle: When you shut up that's when we start.

Speakers: Attention on Deck! Our Pilots are returning please step off the landing Platform! Repeat: Step off the Landing Platform!

Hans: Now?

Kyle: Oh shut up yes now.

The two prepped the landing wires in case Alpha 1 lands crazy again.

As soon as it was ready the sound of Jet Engines could be heard.

Alpha 1.

Alpha 2.

Alpha 3.

Alpha 4.

Alpha 5.

Alpha 2: CoB please try not to land so harsh again.

Alpha 1: If I wish to land in a certain way then I will.

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With that said he twisted his jet after shutting his engine off and lowering his landing gears.
If one could see it properly in time it would looks like he is drifting midair with a jet.
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Hans: Nicht schon wieder. (Not again)

Kyle: Here we go.

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The wires held and locked the jet in place via the gears.
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Alpha 1: whooo did it again alright.

Alpha 4: You scare me sometimes Sir.

Alpha 1: Ah do not mind it. I trained a lot for this. It ain't my first and will not be my last.

Alpha 3: You crazy bro.

Alpha 5: I agree.

Alpha 1: I know. Who wouldn't go crazy having to deal with your rambing and your pervertedness.

Alpha 3: Ugh... *feels like a hammer hit him*

Alpha 5: ... ouch. *feeling his confidence in a harem going away*

Alpha 1: Jesus Chirst you two.

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Fox radioed in at this point.
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Fox: Alpha's meet me in the main room I have and update for this PMC for you.

Alpha 4: A new name or look?

Fox: New Callsigns. And Mission checkings.

Alpha 1: Sounds good.

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After checking in and making sure their vehicles are placed in order they proceeded to the main room.
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Alpha 1: Ok Fox what do you have for us.

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Fox was drinking at the moment. But had a positive smile on his face.
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Fox: Come come sit I have great plans.

Alpha 1: Your drunk again Captain.

Fox: Oh no matter it will not hinder our work.

Alpha 1: Your liver will. Though who am I to judge

Fox: You drink more than I do. Just to finally get drunk.

Alpha 2: He is not wrong you know.

Alpha 1: Shush girl.

Alpha 2: Hai~!

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Everyone facepalmed at the second that tone made it's presence.
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Alpha 1: Stop that. It isn't funny.

Alpha 2: Ok. :D *smiles*

Alpha 1: ... le sigh is all I can say right now.

Fox: Anyways fellas let's get to buisness. So as mentioned you will get new Callsigns.

Alpha 4: Ah I see. So what are they?

Fox: Sky Lords. So far 5 in total.

Sky Lord 1, CoB.

Sky Lord 2, Blood Demon.

Sky Lord 3, Dragon Spirit of Skies.

Sky Lord 4, Sir. Butler.

And,...

Sky Lord 5, The Pervert.

Franz: HEY!

Fox: But it's true.

Ivan: He has a point there.

Veronica: And I seek only one thing out. You to keep to yourself.

Gilbert: And refrain of hideous attitude.

Franz: ... oof ok ok I get it. Just please no bully ok.

Everyone: *chuckles* Oh calm down without it we would not recognize you.

Franz: *sigh* true.

Ivan: Even if you are a debil your still our comrade.

Veronica: I only serve Ivan.

Ivan: No one serves me, we work as a team debil number 2. *head chops Veronica*

Veronica: Ow!

Ivan: You deserved it.

Gilbert: Dear Lord what am I to do with you all.

Ivan: I will asisst you in the cooking.

Gilbert: I take it back, with you three what shall I do.

Veronica, Ronald, Franz: WHAT?! NO FAIR!!!

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Fox watched in amusement seeing his students getting along in their own ways and having their own fun. If only war was not this horrible right now.
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Fox: Ok ok you all. Get some rest after having dinner. Please get along now.

Ivan: You say it like we don't.

Veronica: Yeah we do get along you know.

Fox: hehe I know I know. Still just mentioning it as your teacher.

Ivan: Urod blyat old man.

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Fox spat his drink.
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Fox: jeez who taught you those words?

Ivan: ... *grabs the drink from fox* ... deeeebiiiiil.

Fox: oh... ahahahahahaa. I see.

Ivan: Dammit Fox you need to rest too. You look like someone ran you over to reincarnate as a microwave.

Fox: Bfffhahahahahahahahahahaha! Cmon I don't look that bad!

Ivan: Ill knock you out again.

Fox: Pls no.

Ivan: Rest, now.

Fox: Ok ok ok. *chuckles* you never changed. Ivan...

Ivan: It is how I was raised.

Fox: Hm true.

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Here it is. The first chapater also acting as a test chapter.

You can criticize anything that need improvement. Ill accept all.