...that had a Happy Ending..?
After some decent and some crap games with the usual suspects plus some guest stars I continued on my own. Some various Realistic Battles. Tried some aircraft I had never flewn but they all had in common beeing US or British. Sadly I just kept getting those not so skilled teams just ground derping and getting killed leaving my severly outnumbered versus one million Russian or German aircraft...
But I decided that there must be an end to all shite in WT (who am I kidding?) - one more game before going to bed.. And screw (too much) tactics, I just wanted to shoot down whatever enemies were present!
Got Alternative History Berlin whilst flying my trusty Typhoon 1b/Late..
..and just a couple of minutes in a couple of ground derping fighters had crashed, two Spitfire Vc died to head ons against La-5FNs, one ripped its wings and so on.. Suddenly I was alone and there was still five enemies left. Ok, the usual games - to Hell with it, lets see if I can take a couple with me!
It felt as if half the Russian Air Force had tried to helicopter after me and Shortbus with Yak 9s for head ons the whole day so lets see who is toughest shall we?
No. 1 - he climbed like a rocket straight up for ahead on but all he got was a faceful of 20 mil....
And then there were four...
La-5FN tries to scream upwards vertically for a head on, stalls and...
..then there were three.
A Yak-9K & 9T gives chase. I race away level - they climb steep and aaalmost catch me. Gotta love the Russians. Already outclimbing the Apollo rokkitz in the 40s... Whatever... I turn back.
..and then there were two.
"-Two of my buddies failed in head ons but maybe I am speshul - head ons iz cool on retarded Yak-9Ts but I am so good!"
No. That looks painful bro...
ANd then there as one..
..but this guy was good and I took some 12.7s in my engine from that last one. Oil tank got fucked up.. And he did not want a head on.. And I only had 22 rounds left.. Crap..
Lets go back to base and see what the flak can do?
I dived down to the base and he followed, overshoot and stalled - but so did I.. Still fired off those 22 rounds, nagged his tail a bit but no crits.. Ouch.
But Nigel was awake behind his 40 mil Bofors gun..!
Too bad Russian planes never burn up..
..but he did not get home anyway.. I was still flying however - black tail, red wingz, pink engine, out of ammo - but my trusty Tiffie took out more Russians than my team put together twice. (As usual it seems. Let me know if you know of any good Allied pilots please!)
And then there were none but the Tiffie!
Go home Russians, you are drunk on glorious vodka.....