[This is Outpost 21, we are surrounded! We are trying to regroup with the rest of the platoons! Fallback! Somebody get the tanks and armored vehicles on the flanks. Request for assistance!]

[This is Outpost 33! Our base is being attacked by a wave of monsters! Some of them are over 8 feet tall, bullets had no effect, but emptying multiple mags on their heads needed to neutralize! They are firing fire blasts and they are bombarding us! We are suffering heavy casualties and we're being pushed back! Requesting assistance! Keep shooting them, hold them back!! Everyone else, focus your fire on their heads! Prioritize the ones that are about to launch their-... Oh shit, INCOMING! Get clear, get clear!]

[This is Outpost 31, calling any and all friendly callsigns in the area. Our base is being ambushed by what looks to be giant spiders! Were cut off! I say again, we're cut off! We're holding our ground for now, but we're running low on ammunition. Is there anyone who can assist? Over!]

[This is Talon 1-1 from Outpost 11. Our flight is being harassed by flocks of what appear to be some sort of angelic creatures! We are doing our best to shoot them down, but the skies are swarming with those things! Airspace all over the southern part of Mindanao is contested, we have to pull back. Shit! Some of them have latched onto Talon 1-2! Talon 1-2, shake them off! Fuck! They're ripping off your wings! 1-2, land your bird now!!]

[Fuck! Fuck! I can't! I lost my control! Mayday! Mayday! Talon 1-2, we're going down! I say again, Talon 1-2 goin-... Ahh! Fuck! Multiple of them are in front of me! Get it-... Get these fuckers off me! AHHH!!!]

[Talon 1-2 is down, I repeat tal-... *static*]

[Talon 1-1 come in. Talon, do you copy?]

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Austronesian Empire, Imperial Maharlika, Mindanao, South Cotabato, In the Skies Of South Cotabato.

2000, 2, 1st Week, January

The sun was standing high in the sky and was shining as brightly as never before. On a far distance, an object was moving like a flash of lightning piercing above the heavens. As moments passed by, the gigantic objects passed over several abandoned cities of the southern region with a deafening boom. The sound was so ear-piercing that it seemed capable of rupturing eardrums.

The ones that just passed by were the war machines that reign the skies, they are the Austronesia's one of the most powerful fighter jets. They were the Fighter 12 Phoenix or F-12 Phoenix.



It is the new 3rd generation fighter jet for the Air Force, and it is incredibly more powerful and advanced than any fighter models in many ways. It is an aircraft designed to gain air-superiority with incredible performance at both close-range dogfighting and beyond-visual-range (BVR) combat, boasting one of the stealthiest designs since its manufacture in 1993.

The Air Force is the only user of this jet and it is highly classified, as it was deemed to be too advanced and valuable to show any detailed information to the world. So crucial that the Northern American Empire or the Deutsches Reich had attempted for years to gather intelligence on this war machine using spy satellites.

As of now, the squadron of the Empire's strongest Fighters with the group of F-12 Phoenix at its core were engaged in a fierce battle against the enemy air forces that infested the skies over the southern region of Mindanao.

[Skipper, when will the boys arrive?] a pilot radioed to the rest of his squad.

[Skippy, based on the movements, it will be T-minus two minutes.] came the reply from the other pilot.

[Alright, we need to wrap this up as soon as possible.]

After they relayed their message to each other, the squadron of F-12 scattered. Ahead of them was an army of hundreds of mythical beings that could only be found in legends, and that was these angelic-like demons.



These angelic demons flew in the air around the skyline of South Cotabato of Mindanao, seemingly guarding the region, though few questioned their presence.

And so, the two sides engaged with each other and the dogfight in the sky began.

Over the airfield, several angelic demons dived to engage one of the F-12 Phoenixes, astonishingly breaking the sound barrier as they pursued the aircraft.

The pilot of the targeted F-12 Phoenix widened his eyes in shock at the sight of these beings keeping pace with him despite his supersonic speed. But he remained confident.

With a press of a switch, the pilot accelerated the aircraft as it moved in a blur and reached unprecedented speeds, ultimately creating an ear-piercing boom, this time even more violently because the pilot pushed the aircraft beyond Mach 5, achieving hypersonic velocity.

The resulting shockwave obliterated the pursuing angelic beings, reducing them to dust. Witnessing the unknown object outclass them all in terms of speed, the other angelic demons were momentarily stupefied.

However, this was the perfect moment that the other pilots were waiting for. Many other fighter jets made a dash for it and broke the sound barrier as they quickly launched their attack on the angelic demons.

But the angelic demons were quick to react, rushing toward their enemies and also breaking the sound barrier.

Somewhere among countless deaths from each side, another squadron of F-12 Phoenixes maneuvered through the battlefield, but no matter where they were trying to avoid, an angelic demon relentlessly pursued them and eventually destroyed one of their squad members. The Angelic Demon tries to get to the group but they immediately scatter to avoid a similar fate.

One of the F-12s that separate from his squad tries to evade and attack any enemy he sees but he soon spotted the same Angelic Demon that had killed one of his squad, now following him closely.

Pushing the aircraft to its maximum speed, the pilot flew through the sky with a sonic boom, but the demon continued to close the distance.

Desperately seeking a solution, an idea struck the pilot.

Meanwhile, the angelic demon that was following the F-12 drew its weapon, an energy bow and arrow. As it followed the aircraft, it aimed carefully and released the arrow. Mid-flight, the arrow transformed into a massive golden creature resembling an Eastern dragon, violently hurtling through the sky toward the F-12 at deadly speed, intent on devouring the aircraft.

Just as the dragon was about to reach the aircraft, the F-12 suddenly executed an abrupt maneuver, stopping as if hitting the brakes of a car. The sudden stop from the fighter jet caused the dragon to miss its target, and the angelic demon overshot, flying ahead momentarily before halting.

Now positioned in front of the F-12, the angelic demon was vulnerable, and the pilot got the opportunity to launch an air-to-air missile, aiming directly at the enemy.

As the fast projectile streaked toward it, the angelic demon lamented that humans were not the weak, insignificant bugs it wished they were but rather persistent, troublesome little animals..

In the next instant, the angelic demon spread its wings wide and, with a single flap, vanished, reappearing several dozens of meters away from the missile's path as it came impressively fast. The missile zoomed past, missing its target.

The angelic demon was about to turn its attention back to the F-12, unaware of what was about to befall onto it.

Behind it, the missile executed a wide turn and homed back in on its target.

Just as the angelic demon prepared to dash toward the fighter jet, it suddenly heard the screaming object's shrill approach. Instinctively, it turned to see the same missile barreling toward it. The demon tried to evade, but it was too late.

*BOOOOM!*

A thunderous explosion erupted, sending pieces of flesh, red armor, and body parts splattering across the sky. The angelic demon was annihilated.

The nearby angelic demons were shocked by the brutal death of one of their own. They knew they had a skill that significantly reduced any damage done to them unless the attacking weapon was imbued with magic or made of a special material.

Although they have a resistance against physical attacks as guns and missiles were unable to harm them that much, the homing missiles carried by most fighter jets packed a much bigger punch.

With that much bigger damage, they can bypass that resistance by using these advanced and powerful missiles, making the battle far from one-sided.

After a few hours of fierce fighting, the number of angelic demons had dwindled from 500 to 204, thanks to the fighter jets' powerful missiles and superior speed. Although they had suffered mass casualties, the jets had lost only 40% of their numbers.

[Skippy to Buffalo, the numbers of enemy air forces has been greatly reduced. You can move forward while we keep the remaining ones at bay! I repeat, the numbers of enemy air forces has been greatly reduced. You can move forward while we keep the remaining ones at bay!]

[Roger that! Buffalo Squadrons will enter the perimeter at T-minus twenty seconds!]

[Roger that!]

While half of the F-12 Phoenixes were busy engaging against the demons, the rest were flying towards the city of General Santos, observing its dire state. It is already safe to say that the city is already a lost cause. Upon the briefing earlier at the airfield, the previous night an army of 10,000 troops had entered the city to reclaim General Santos.

But after hours of waiting, there had been no reports of survivors in the civilian population and no response coming from the military stationed there, including several military outposts that were established around the Southern region of Mindanao, so they concluded that the entire military force had been wiped out. Not only that, there were unsettling reports of what appeared to be a ritual conducted by the demons.

Upon seeing the state of things, the pilots concluded that the decision of the higher ups made sense, because the city seemed like an entire living organism, with flesh growing and beating around the city, especially the city center, where there was a huge amount of growing flesh.

It was no wonder the army that entered the city had not survived. According to the briefing, the last thing they heard was that they were being overwhelmed and requesting immediate reinforcements.

The pilots could see the paths the military had taken, including abandoned military equipment such as IFVs and JLTVs. On the outskirts of the city, there they could find MLRS and SPAs scattered lifelessly, along with countless bodies of military soldiers.

These soldiers must have been killed when the forces inside the city were wiped out, as the support companies and battalions stationed on the outskirts would have been overrun soon after.

Realizing they couldn't afford to lose any more lives, and as much as they would like to recover those bodies of their soldiers, they believe it was a necessary sacrifice of a harsh decision, and it is to bomb the entire city. They would especially concentrate the bomb at the city center, where there were reports of some kind of a doorway for more demons to appear.

As they flew over the city center, they were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes as they saw that there was a human figure standing on top of a mall.

"Impossible, a survivor!" one pilot exclaimed.

However, as he was about to radio command, he paused.

"That isn't a human. That's a demon!"

To confirm his suspicion, the pilot used the camera beneath the F-12 Phoenix and zoomed in. After zooming in, he was utterly shocked to see the demon staring directly into the camera.



The demon smirked and turned its back. But before the demon could fully turn away, the pilot was already taking multiple pictures to send to command.

While doing so, he couldn't help but feel his heart racing as he transmitted the images, knowing they would need to act quickly.

"Buffalo to Skippy, we have entered the premises, proceeding to drop the load!"

As the call came through, a fleet of tactical bombers, designated as Bomber 24 Greyheat or B-24 Greyheat, accompanied by fighter jets, began their assault. Once they had entered the premises, both Bombers and Fighter Jets began to unleash hell upon the Hell Forces as deafening explosions rang reverberated throughout the entire city.



After the first wave of B-24 Greyheat bombers passed by, this was followed by another three more squadrons.

Upon being reduced to rubble, the city now completely looks like a war did indeed pass by it. However, it didn't stop there as the whipping sound from the Attack Heavy Helicopter designated as Attack Heaven's Punch 74 or AH-74 Heaven's Punch came forward and obliterated any remaining demons that survived the bombardment.



Several minutes later, nearly 500 transport helicopters carrying mechanized divisions soon followed this. They designated the transport helicopters as Transport Air Shade 7 or TA-7 Shade for the light transport helicopters carrying 100 troops each and Transport Air Burstfire 8 or TA-8 Burstfire for the heavy transport carrying the heavy equipment.



Several minutes later, nearly 500 transport helicopters carrying mechanized divisions soon arrived. These included the TA-7 "Shade" light transport helicopters, each carrying 100 troops, and the TA-8 "Burstfire" heavy transport helicopters, which ferried heavy equipment.

With mechanized divisions and a massive military force five times larger than before, consisting of 50,000 troops, 150 tanks, 500 armored vehicles, and 75 air support units, they were prepared to secure the devastated city, and they will make sure that no demon will remain.