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Shortly after it's unveiling, The Black Widow built by Starlite Aerospace took to the skies in simulated combat against the worlds premier stealth fighter, the Lockheed Martin F/A-77. Though the F/A-77s had no problem getting a RADAR lock on the Black Widow as it was never designed to be stealthy, it was simply so fast that by the time even the fastest air-to-air missiles got even a quarter of the way there, the Widow was already hundreds of miles away.

With such a heavy focus on just getting the aircraft to work at all, Starlite had put less research and effort into the RADAR system on board which meant it had trouble even seeing the purpose-built jet fighter. Getting a missile lock was simply impossible. This wasn't a problem though, CJ decided to use what little RADAR data he had, and go in for a "Fox-2" or heat-seeker, or close range gun kill every time.

The much more experienced fighter pilots quickly caught on and one even scored a simulated gun hit against the Widow, disabling one of it's four gravitic thrusters. The Widow had three more though, and was still at least 80% combat effective. CJ quickly pulled back and fell behind the wingman, who he quickly took out with a simulated gun kill.

After a weekend of this, it was clear to everyone that the jet fighter had been made totally obsolete. The Black Widow was just a prototype but it had already out performed the worlds most lethal stealth fighter in every way. CJ was not a fighter pilot, in fact he'd never flown anything until the Widow. Even so, he still won ever engagement definitively through shear technological superiority.

What may have been the most notable aspect at the time, the jets had done dozens of aerial refueling over the course of two days. Every time, the Widow stayed near-by and airborne. Never once needing fuel or even showing a need to slow down. One of the F/A-77 pilots would ask CJ right after they'd all landed "How long can it actually go without refueling?"

"It doesn't use fuel in the traditional sense. It draws power directly from the fabric of spacetime itself.. But assuming it doesn't get damaged, the device that does that will probably operate for.. Seventy....Thousand years? Give or take.."
CJ answered cautiously, knowing how crazy what he was saying must sound. It was also obvious to everyone that CJ wasn't wearing a G-suit. He just had jeans and a long sleeve shirt, though he did have a helmet. It seemed it was mostly for mounting a make-shift targeting system to.

The g forces felt by a fighter pilot under the most intense maneuver would defiantly slow CJ down and over a prolonged period would eventually drain all of the coolant from his processors, which would then overheat and cause him to black out. However there's a very high chance the jet would run out of fuel before that happened. A G-suit would in fact help even him. Inside the Widow though, things where very different. Electromagnetic gravitic thrusters are basically "warp drive-light"

In fact, even calling it a "thruster" is a massive misnomer. What it really is is an artificial gravity generator that produces a controllable and manipulatable bubble of spacetime. That bubble is what moves, not the ship/plane. In turn, neither does the pilot. So though it may appear that the craft is pulling many thousands of gs in it's most radical maneuvers, the reality is the pilot could be calmly sipping a coffee and not spill a drop.

This became frighteningly obvious to the jet pilots early on, and by the end of the weekend they pilots where getting discouraged and desperate. In an attempt to "not die at least" in the exercise, two of their jets put the throttles to the stop and climbed as high as they could. One of them was taken out almost immediately, and the second made it well into the hypersonic realm and over 100,000 feet. A flew as far and as fast as he could for about six minutes.

His plane was shaking and his hands where full just keeping her flying straight at that speed and altitude, but for a moment he thought he'd actually escaped. A glance to his port side soon crushed his fleeting sense of accomplishment. He actually did a double take when he saw the familiar black triangle flying just a few hundred feet directly off his wing. It had no issue at all staying right with him, and he was about to die for real if he didn't pull back.

CJ had chosen to not go for the kill, and instead "just wanted to see how fast it (the F/A-77) could go"
When asked how fast the widow could go, CJ replied "Well, I went to the Moon on Tuesday morning and was back by lunch."

Description
Shortly after it's unveiling, The Black Widow built by Starlite Aerospace took to the skies in simulated combat against the worlds premier stealth fighter, the Lockheed Martin F/A-77. Though the F/A-77s had no problem getting a RADAR lock on the Black Widow as it was never designed to be stealthy, it was simply so fast that by the time even the fastest air-to-air missiles got even a quarter of the way there, the Widow was already hundreds of miles away.

With such a heavy focus on just getting the aircraft to work at all, Starlite had put less research and effort into the RADAR system on board which meant it had trouble even seeing the purpose-built jet fighter. Getting a missile lock was simply impossible. This wasn't a problem though, CJ decided to use what little RADAR data he had, and go in for a "Fox-2" or heat-seeker, or close range gun kill every time.

The much more experienced fighter pilots quickly caught on and one even scored a simulated gun hit against the Widow, disabling one of it's four gravitic thrusters. The Widow had three more though, and was still at least 80% combat effective. CJ quickly pulled back and fell behind the wingman, who he quickly took out with a simulated gun kill.

After a weekend of this, it was clear to everyone that the jet fighter had been made totally obsolete. The Black Widow was just a prototype but it had already out performed the worlds most lethal stealth fighter in every way. CJ was not a fighter pilot, in fact he'd never flown anything until the Widow. Even so, he still won ever engagement definitively through shear technological superiority.

What may have been the most notable aspect at the time, the jets had done dozens of aerial refueling over the course of two days. Every time, the Widow stayed near-by and airborne. Never once needing fuel or even showing a need to slow down. One of the F/A-77 pilots would ask CJ right after they'd all landed "How long can it actually go without refueling?"

"It doesn't use fuel in the traditional sense. It draws power directly from the fabric of spacetime itself.. But assuming it doesn't get damaged, the device that does that will probably operate for.. Seventy....Thousand years? Give or take.."
CJ answered cautiously, knowing how crazy what he was saying must sound. It was also obvious to everyone that CJ wasn't wearing a G-suit. He just had jeans and a long sleeve shirt, though he did have a helmet. It seemed it was mostly for mounting a make-shift targeting system to.

The g forces felt by a fighter pilot under the most intense maneuver would defiantly slow CJ down and over a prolonged period would eventually drain all of the coolant from his processors, which would then overheat and cause him to black out. However there's a very high chance the jet would run out of fuel before that happened. A G-suit would in fact help even him. Inside the Widow though, things where very different. Electromagnetic gravitic thrusters are basically "warp drive-light"

In fact, even calling it a "thruster" is a massive misnomer. What it really is is an artificial gravity generator that produces a controllable and manipulatable bubble of spacetime. That bubble is what moves, not the ship/plane. In turn, neither does the pilot. So though it may appear that the craft is pulling many thousands of gs in it's most radical maneuvers, the reality is the pilot could be calmly sipping a coffee and not spill a drop.

This became frighteningly obvious to the jet pilots early on, and by the end of the weekend they pilots where getting discouraged and desperate. In an attempt to "not die at least" in the exercise, two of their jets put the throttles to the stop and climbed as high as they could. One of them was taken out almost immediately, and the second made it well into the hypersonic realm and over 100,000 feet. A flew as far and as fast as he could for about six minutes.

His plane was shaking and his hands where full just keeping her flying straight at that speed and altitude, but for a moment he thought he'd actually escaped. A glance to his port side soon crushed his fleeting sense of accomplishment. He actually did a double take when he saw the familiar black triangle flying just a few hundred feet directly off his wing. It had no issue at all staying right with him, and he was about to die for real if he didn't pull back.

CJ had chosen to not go for the kill, and instead "just wanted to see how fast it (the F/A-77) could go"
When asked how fast the widow could go, CJ replied "Well, I went to the Moon on Tuesday morning and was back by lunch."