Six CFA-44s flew in formation around large group of assorted fighter jets. The pilot in the lead aircraft jerked slightly at the sound of his squadron's commander, "Uh... Yessir. Nighthawk 2 to all allied aircraft! We've got a large group of bandits tailing us! Intercept and engage!" every aircraft in the formation then spun they're aircraft around and hit their afterburners.<br/><br/>Hunter whooped with excitement as he launched a large volley of missiles at the enemy formation and easily obliterated an eighth of it (18 bandits). "Crikey! I'm gonna run Saki's government dry!" Hunter shouted as he melted another four bandits with his cannons. "Let's see... 31 plus 22 equals 53. 53 plus 7 equals 60. 60 multiplied by 20,000 equals 1,200,000 bucks!" Hunter calculated in his head as he sjot down another seven enemy planes. "Let's see what you're skills are like compared to my squadron and my very own airgroup!" he challenged as his squadron and their comrades arrived and blew the rest of the bandits away in under 30 seconds. "I'd like to see you do that on you're own. Then you'll have impressed me. Say... what do you think about having some of my homemade angelhair pasta with bacon when we get back? It's coming up on dinnertime."