Ace Combat 7 Drone Novels & Stories

a gift Sebastian had bought but never fully integrated. “Let’s see how they like a unified front,” I muttered, my thumbs flying across the screen. Thirty small, black drones rose from their nesting bays along the roof line. They weren't armed with guns. They were armed with high intensity lasers and flashbangs. I sent them screaming toward the tree line, a cloud of angry mechanical hornets. The forest lit up with a series of blinding white pops. I heard the snipers shouting, their positions compromised. I turned to run back toward the lift, but the door burst open. Elio Carranza stepped out, looking remarkably clean for a man whose army was currently being dismantled by a pregnant woman and

**Lisa's point of view:** Ace’s men led us to another convoy of SUVs waiting outside. The tension in the air was palpable, but knowing Ace was with us brought a sense of calm. Mia, still weak but more hopeful, held my hand tightly as we climbed into the back seat of the lead car. Ace sat beside me, his presence a reassuring anchor. As we drove through the winding roads, Ace filled me in on what had happened during his trip. He had been tracking The Jackal for weeks, only to find that the elusive criminal had orchestrated this attack on our home as a diversion. Ace’s anger was evident, but so was his determination.

she muttered. "Take it down!" With a yell, Damien started shooting. A Bloody Conflict The enormous limbs of the drone slammed into the floor, sending shockwaves around the room as it moved with horrifying speed. Vanessa struck one of its exposed nodes with a stinging shot, causing it to falter. "Focus on the joints!" Through the communications, Kyle yelled. "That’s its weak spot!" I targeted a glowing node on one of its legs, and when the machine tripped, sparks flew from the explosion. "EMP ready!" Rook phoned while throwing a grenade that rendered the drone's sensors inoperable for a while.

The comm crackled suddenly—Weller’s strained voice: “—anybody copy? We’re pinned—drones—six down—need—” The feed cut. Liora flinched. Varian’s eyes went fury-dark. “We’re close,” he said. They saw the smoke first—thin, curling, illuminated by a stuttering streetlamp. Then the convoy. Three armored trucks, shredded. Doors blown off. One on its side. Figures crouched behind engine blocks, firing upward at the sky. And the sky answered. Six drones swooped in coordinated arcs—sleek municipal security models, but altered. Their targeting lasers moved with eerie, intelligent fluidity.

A shimmering force field wrapped around the platform, deflecting a laser blast. "Mia! Kael! You are the offense!" Jackson commanded, firing his pistol at the drones. Kael climbed the railing of the swinging platform. He waited for a drone to swoop close. He jumped. "Kael!" Aurora screamed. Kael caught the drone in mid-air. He ripped out its sensor eye with his combat knife, then kicked off the falling wreckage to launch himself back onto the platform. He landed perfectly. "Show off," Mia scoffed. She threw her electrified baton like a spear. It jammed into the rotor of the second drone. The machine spiraled out of control and smashed into the third one. Both exploded in a fireball.

I cried. The Apex was already there. Kael shot like a black flash from the dust cloud. The Kinetic rifle in the attack. He didn't fire from the distance. He jumped on armored back of the first drone, rammed the barrel of the rifle directly into the narrow, unprotected gap between head and chassis and pressed down. It's a dirty bang. Oil and sparks splashed. The red eye is extinguished. With a flowing movement, Kael rolled to the side, lifted the weapon and shot the

Ever since Ten Thousand Armies had been acquired by Charlie, Ten Thousand Armies had purchased at least ten thousand domestic aerial drones of different specifications, some of which could even be folded and kept in pockets, and they could take off within a minute if necessary. At this time, they released a cracked drone directly one kilometer behind the pickup vehicle. This cracked quadrotor drone could break the original ascent limit of five hundred meters and easily fly up to two or even three kilometers. Moreover, the enhanced battery could provide it with a flight endurance of at least fifty minutes, coupled with the ability to stay in the air for more than one and a half hours. The spe

"Lord Apex. The military... they must have scrambled the Air Force from the Dodoma reserve base." Through the massive windows, over the shimmering violet dome of the Event Horizon, two small, dark specks appeared in the deep blue sky, approaching from the west at terrifying speed. They were Chengdu F-7 fighter jets, the tip of the spear of the Tanzanian Air Defense Command. They had bypassed the chaos of the ground war, executing a desperate, decapitation strike against the mutant king. "They are moving at Mach 1.5," Kael yelled over the rising scream of the jet engines tearing through the atmosphere. "They're locking on!"

Ace threw the envelope on the head security's face who turned bloodless in shock after reading the letter. Just then one of them pointed to the sky. "It is not any person, sir. It's a drone which dropped the letter. He might also be watching you through the drone. Ace was flabbergasted looking at the drone camera. He still did not come out of the trance when his phone pinged. Ace took out his phone from his pants pockets. "You dared me, right? Here I am and a man too. Better than shouting at the bodyguards for not tracing who I am, check the walls and doors of your house. Maybe you would be able to stop the criminal from reaching you."

"Sierra I know you can hear me. Jonathan’s units have issued a warrant for your vehicle. They have authorized force to recover the biological asset." "Shut it off Deborah! Kill the radio!" Christian roared. "Don't turn me off Christian " Kemi’s voice continued. "If you drop the signal you won't see the drone trajectory locked onto your bumper. Jonathan doesn't want to negotiate. He has authorized a total area denial protocol for the Brooklyn exit." A drone? Deborah gasped, her eyes flying to the rearview mirror. A sleek matte-black quadcopter descended, its camera lenses glowing with a light. "Get down!" Marcus screamed, throwing his body across the back row of seats as the drones barrel beg