Was tooling around in a jet one night, hunting half a dozen milkrunners who kept sneaking bombers in on the deck and nooking my hangars. Flew around a few different enemy bases, couldn't find a soul, and headed for the next nearest field. Come in at just a few thousand feet, screen starts to stutter as bombers and 110s start spawning on the runway directly ahead of me... MISHUN! I come down on them at 600mph, and in the next few seconds, erase the entire mission in one fell swoop.
Quite proud of myself, and well aware that things like this are often repaid in kind once the victims realize what's happened, I race for home, where I hurry, scrub my speed off, dump flaps, get the gear down, touch down with a chirp, then a bang, then 2 more rapid bangs... and slide off the runway at 200 mph, into the local flora. ScrreeeeeBang Bang WHUMP.
Yaaaay me. I think I've got all the criteria in that one sortie.