US Navy pilots shot down Red Sea

After a long day of soaring through the clear skies above the Red Sea, our flight of two F/A-18 Super Hornets was returning to the USS Harry S. Truman. It was a routine mission, one of many we had flown during our deployment. Another routine day. Or, so we thought.
As we approached the Truman, we received a call from the ship's air traffic controllers. "Two bandits approaching from the northwest," they warned. "They are on the wrong frequency."
We immediately scanned our radar screens and spotted two unidentified aircraft. They were closing on the Truman fast. All hell broke loose.
"This is AWACS to flight 305," the voice of an E-2 Hawkeye airborne early warning aircraft crackled over our radios. "We have two unidentified aircraft approaching the Truman. They are F-15s."
"Roger that AWACS," I replied. "We are intercepting."
We spun our planes around and went to meet the bogeys. We were carrying live ammunition, and we were ready to defend the Truman. As we flew towards the Truman, the tension increased with each passing second. The reputation of the F-15s was well-known to every fighter pilot, as they were one of the most advanced fighters in the world. These would be formidable foes.
"Bandit at 10 o'clock," my radar intercept officer, Lt. Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, called out. "Distance 2 miles."
I pulled back on the stick, and our F/A-18 shot forward to meet the challenge. As we closed in, I could see that the two F-15s were armed with missiles, just like we were. Our jets were now locked in a deadly game of cat and mouse. Each of us trying to outmaneuver and outshoot the other.
"Fox three," Mitchell called out, launching a missile at one of the F-15s.
"Fox three," I called out, launching a missile at the other F-15.
The missiles streaked towards their targets, and we watched with bated breath as they exploded, one after the other, sending the F-15s crashing into the sea.
We had successfully defended the Truman, even though we had to destroy two F-15s in the process.