Monday night a squaddie and I upped heavy Ponys to hunt for a CV. about 7 minutes into the flight my squaddie calls me on range and says he's engaged with a 109 that knows his stuff. I drop my ord and go over to help and see a 109K ALL over my squadmates 6. I rolled in and fired and made the 109 break. After several (unsuccessful) passes, my squaddie was down and I was down to 35 rounds of .50cal... the 109 did a nifty reverse and I decided that it was time to get out of there. My squaddie radioed me from the tower that sanilman was who I was seeing on my 6. I turned for our CV and hit the WEP while watching the range close... Snailman pinged me a few times and despite a PW I typed on 200 that I was out of ammo, otherwise I would have continued the fight. After a few minutes Snailman broke, and I managed to execute a successful landing on the CV in my wounded Pony.
Class act Snailman! You have my respect sir!
