Whilst the Lightning in a vertical clime (from take off) turns you on, you'd absolutely wet yourself with 24/5 of them taking to the skies at 0200hrs on a fully armed scramble. They started from a standing start at the end of the runway, parked at an angle on the side of the runway. I was mid way down the line. Only sounds were the Houchins (Ford straight 6 powered generators) plugged into most of them. A few had the old type battery trolleys, one of which didn't separate and got towed down the runway until it finally let go and was smashed to pieces at the side of the runway. Suddenly, engines were started and the planes shot forward, in no particular order, disconnecting them selves for their power supplies (except the one), turned a few degrees went to full throttle and hit reheat. Up to three abreast, the following one not waiting for turbulence to die down. Did the ground move, you bet it did. WONDERFUL, awe inspiring. Following their blue cones of 'fire' up into the sky we saw the lights of Beverley come on below them as residents were woken from their sleep.
That was one very long, cold night, but one I'll never forget.
Ex 19, 23 & 74 Sqdns.