KEK. Double KEK. Q made the 751st post last bread.
Boy howdee, enemy forces breaking up, thrashing about like headless chickens. #what a wonderful time to be alive.
Not only do we do it routinely, we've been doing it since oldanon can remember. Oldanon never done it, but heard about it. American and Russian jet fighter jocks love playing with each other. Always friendly, but showing off, pulling stunts like the Blue Angles would never attempt. Then a wing-tip salute at the end.
Heck, even our Navy ships been doing that stuff. Just look at the deck of a Nave Ship in the Black Sea when Russian jet pilots gave them a Blue Angel type show. Hear the comms saying: coming in at bridge level, then another Russian jet, coming in at deck level. Look at the sailors faces and body language on deck. Were they afraid? No. They were smiling like kids.
This is what this anon lives for. To bring a notable subject up, get no traction, then see it come up as a NOTABLE several breads later, sometimes a day or two later. Oldwarrioranon knows war. Run silent, run deep.