A vulch story from a year or so back..
A new and exciting discovery !!
This game has it's options..
Here I was in a "meet in the middle" fight, flying and dying having a good time. Opposition dropped off as a horde of goodguys flew by on the way to the enemy field.
I got a half load of fuel, nobody left to fight, so off I go to see what's up.
When I get there, their all flying around the field..
TAKING TURNS SHOOTING PLANES TAKING OFF !!!
Well hey, I LIKE IT, that might work. Haven't thought of it before. Have a guy taking off, he can't do squat, shoot his soggy bellybutton and line up for the next...
The hell with this "fighting" thing...
I could make this a profession.
So I ask who is at the end of the line cuz I want to be polite and not take "cuts" but no one answers. After asking a few times without answers I figure it's whoever sees them first..
So with my eyes rivited on the end of the runway I yell DIBS on vox when the con spawned and dive at him..
Someone else kills him..
No problem, he probably didn't hear me so I line up again. Con spawns I yell DIBS and two other guys kill him..
Ok..
I see how it is, rules of the jungle. I spend the next 5 minutes being second or third to the guy taking off.
I'm timing my turns and finding a cycle of the takeoffs...Getting into "the flow"..
Coming down fast and at last, I'm FIRST IN LINE !!!
I close in six fifties blazing and shoot a circular ring around the con with the dirt flyin all around him on his roll... I'm at 100 yards drawing pretty circles on the runway when a guy comes in from the side and kills him...
When he flew past I pinged him and removed MY left elevator....
I'm fast, I barely miss the explosion and kiss the runway on my pullout..
I'm pulling like hell to raise the nose..
Ever so slowly my nose comes up..
Just as a Tiffy spawns at the other end of the runway...
Guns blazing..
And takes off my wing......
Fogitabotit, it's tough down there, goin back to fighting.
