The 3M9M is radio-command guided. They must keep Vasily locked as the missile flies. He frantically manuevers as I call encouragement to him. The first SAM, he beams. It cannot match his flight-path and finally falls short.
My SPO-15 blares defeat at me, and drops silent, as Vasily calls out “SAM launch, four o’clock. Going defensive.”
“I missed him!”
“Roger. Running in.”
Vasily is lining up for a rocket strike as well. I must stop the SAM from firing a fifth time. Vasily is vulnerable, as am I now. The SAM cannot fire at us both.