Well,
Alot of firsts for me here. First time I have ever COd a squad and the first time I have flown in a scenario and the first time I had flown with a couple of the guys in my squad..

That said, it was a total blast and despite the utter confusion in the beginning and having recieved no prior instructions or plans other than our starting field and that we were a Spitfire squad I think we all aquitted ourselves rather nicely. I havent received my reports from my squaddies yet so I recap from memory.
We ended up with 5 pilots after Westy was called away to CO Cit's squad. Myself, Logan, SwolveFT(a brand new addition from FC FTs), Regurge and Thorin( a last minute walk on). I would like to thank them all for their spirit and cooperation in helping me manage the situation, it was a total group effort under my less than stellar leadership.
We assembled at A7 Bizerta and took off after getting the go ahead from Zigrat with 100% fuel and DTs(except their fearless leader who somehow forgot his DT

) We still had no plan so we circled the field grabbing and gathered from radio transmissions that Hangtime and his 26s were OTW to hit A16. So we picked up a NE heading and figured we'd intercept them somewhere close to their target. We were at 20k at that point and grabbed to 25k, leveled and headed due E towards Trapani. DAR showed a single contact off our 9:00 SE of Cagliari which we ignored continued towards our intercept. As we approached the 12,9 sector Thorin reports a large red blob on DAR at 1:00. We dropped tanks(except me) and pulled towards our fate. Suddenly, we see 8 dots appear at 27k above us and alarm goes up, "Bogies!! 12:00 high!!!". Seconds later we get Icons as we pulled up to meet them.Yikes!! 190s!! I give the order to engage at will and the melee was on. We passed through the pack and they descended slightly in a effort to get speed. I see a 190 that was a bit away from the pack and moved into position on him. At this point, the fog of war goes into full effect so the details are a little fuzzy. I saddled up on my target as he extended away and then pulled up to rev towards his friends. I start pinging with the 50s and he jinks a few times and then I get a good tight shot and opened with 20mm. Off with his wing and down he goes, 1st kill

I reved hi and back to the rest of the pack and tell the guys to keep alt if possible as it seems we actually had the upper hand somehow. 6 calls start flying and a hi alt furball is in full swing.
I picked up another 190 closing on a mate and Logan calls out that a 205 has joined the fray. I never saw him and kept on the 190 as Regurge splitSed away I opened up on him and he pulls up and then rolls down and away. I followed and he scissored a couple times and then I get a good crossing shot and down he goes, 2nd kill. Pull back up and try to assess the situation. Seems we are still doing ok.Another 190 makes a front quarter pass at me and I rolled to avoid and see Thorin(I think) take out someone as I get a few MG pings in me. I see one mate is in the silk and I rev to the 190 as he pulls onto Logans 6. I call 6 and then pinged him with MG spray and he goes into a steep vert scissors and I followed him down. I used up my MGs in missed crossing shots and he must have thought I was out. He leveled and I got what I thought was the killshot at D250 with 20mm on his wing. I pulled back up waiting to see the kill message and was dismayed to see that all my squaddies are floating towards the sea

It turned out I only got his ron and I extend away a start looking for home port at 7k alt. I commend my mates on a battle well fought run for my life...feeling rather guilty at being the last one in the air. Frenchy then calls on the radio and asks if I need help and I say "4 on my long 6, thx, RTBing" He says "OTW" and I beat a hasty retreat towards Bizerta as my squaddies are making jokes about sharks as they swam. I have 18% fuel and 25 cannon left and apologize to my mates for their sad state and we are chatting about what happened I fly over the installation at Tunis at 7k and am surprised to take a few ack pings having forgotten it wasn't ours

I dive and roll out of ack range as Frenchy's 47s are finishing their cleanup and I get the assist message on my approach to Bizerta with 5% fuel left.
WOW!! I cant beleive I am landing with 2 kills and a piece. I thank Frenchy and apologize to Hang for never having seen him and my squaddies again for my being the only RTB.
All in all, an exhilerating fight and a great time had by everyone. I look forward to a better showing next frame and a chance to improve my CO skills with a great bunch of guys.
I will be reforming the squad as the 43rd Squadron RAF China British because Nexx was kind enough to send me their noseart and researched them for me. They actually flew Spits in the Med after 1943 whereas the 88th didnt and was defaulted to me by Zigrat after I didnt choose a name myself.
A big salute to Zigrat for organizing this and to all who participated. Big,big fun!!
kbman