Affirmative. A-10s, AC-130s, F18s, F16s, Harriers, Apaches, are all good to go. F-15 Eagles are primarily an air superiority fighter, read that MIG killer. Not much work for them boys lately, but I knew a good bunch of 'em flying combat air patrols in the 33rd Fighter Wing during Desert Storm. They had the first air to air kills, the most air to air kills, the most double air to air kills, and the only wing commander, Colonel Rick Parsons, to score an air to air kill. The guy that scored the first air to air kill of the war was a young captain by the name of Grater, his call sign was, of course, "Cheese".
Funny story about that guy. After the cease fire had been called over there, my boys got up a flag football game with a bunch of the pilots. F-15 pilots are, by nature, very aggressive young men, they have to be. Well sir, on one of the plays captain Grater was trying a little too hard and wound up giving one of my guys a late hit. To his credit, the boy shook it off, but lo and behold out of the corner of my eye here comes one of my other guys and plows the good captain like a freight train hitting a watermelon truck. Things started to turn ugly.
There I stand, on duty, in uniform, brick (two way radio) in hand, ready to respond to anything that came up. I set the brick down and head straight for the now buzzing knot of angry folks, unbuttoning my BDU shirt as I go. Suddenly, out of nowhere, who should appear but "the boss", the big guy himself. Naturally everybody stood to, and all thoughts of foolishness vaporized. Afterwords he thanked me for helping quell a dang near riot. I told him, "Sir, you're too good a man to lie to, that's not why I was headed out there. In honesty sir, if it had come to blows, I'd of been swinging with my guys". He looked at me for a few seconds that seemed like an eternity and said, "yup, I reckon you would", and walked off trying hard to conceal a smile.
Sarge