User blog comment:USS Enterprise CVN-65/The New (And Improved) Official Roleplay Room/@comment-32153758-20160901194544/@comment-17969412-20160918015720

Rozhkov remained emotionless as the Poe behind him continued to poke his aircraft, with no word spoken. All he did was calmly press a button in one of the control outputs and gripped the controls hard.

All he muttered out of his silent mouth was "...goodnight, cyka."

From the Poe's perspective, the S-90's twin 100mm plasma-warheaded railguns quickly made a horizontal 180* turn. Before the Poe can get out of the way, the repeating railguns fired, their rounds pulverizing the flying wing into smithereens.

All the squadron leader can do is to make out a grim smile, as he headed off for other targets. His aircraft was damaged in the wings, however. To compensate for this, he slowed the aircraft's speed down. All the while - he brought up his cockpit's interface and pointed towards the Quorum that just shot down the VK Commissar. That brought up a focus order for the remaining 3 planes, and with continued heavy-railgun salvos, the Quorum wouldn't last long under the railgun barrages.

They definitely noticed that something was missing, however. One of the S-90's diverted from his original course to protect and screen for Rozhkov, who was the more experienced of all of the pilots.

Meanwhile, Maxmillion can only speak out of sequence:

"Are you sure this game is not rigged?"

All the other pilots can do is nod their heads, somberly.