The finale to
”Dial P47-M for Mayhem!” An Aces High III Trilogy is complete and ready for some intense front-line action!
Part III: ”The Taxman Always Ring Twice! Our last installment brings about my end to the defense of the vehicle base, but not before some killer action goes down. I’m left alone to tangle with more Lancaster’s and receive an angry visit from the IRS! Plus only one tanker can survive when the cliffhanger closes in at the OK Corral standoff between LitlBlue and Kenai77! The Part III full scene story is right here under the videos.
All three videos are only a snapshot of what took place over just 10 short minutes in the Main Arena!
If you’re coming in on the tail end of the show, don’t forget you can catch up with the full trilogy story before digging into the finale! All the videos and write-ups are linked below… go and get your corn a poppin!
Part I: ”Dad Crashes a Bishop BBQ!”Part II: ”Tanks For the Memories”This is the end…
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There’s still one last thing in the works for this trilogy! I’m putting together an extended trailer featuring highlights from all three films, along with a complete Director’s Cut that combines all three widescreen installments into one continuous cinematic experience… which most Youtubers won’t watch anyway lol. The longer videos usually lose the room at about 90 seconds or so.
Don’t worry because it won’t end there. We’re already in production on our next series release…
”A License To Regulate!” It details my fun run with the GS’s Regulator Squad to cancel base operations in the Baltics. Stay tuned!
Setting the scene for the finale…As we left our cliffhanger ending to Part Two, LitlBlue and Kenai77 were in a tense face-off at about 20 paces and inching closer. Unfortunately, I had to hang up my Mammy Two Shoes apron and take the spotlight off Kenai because more planes were inbound and moving fast! I also had a good amount of energy built up from my dive and zoomed off toward the field.
As I approached the base, I was about to go after the F4U before he went after me, but he seemed really focused on getting rid of his ordinance. I was going to try and beat him to it, but then I saw his friend from behind. Three black dots were coming into my view… another set of bloated Lancaster’s this time at about 6,000 feet! Once I saw the formation, I turned my attention to them and nosed down to pick up a little extra steam. The F4U was preoccupied with his ground attack, so I broke into a blistering beeline for the buffs…
I stayed low and fast as they loomed over me, popping up to the vertical trying to bust up their group. As usual I squeezed off just a tad early but was still able to pepper the lead plane casing some engine issues. I was aiming for the wing route area, but ended up smacking the belly of the beast. This time it was Randy1 joining the pickle jar on the ground and waiting for the onslaught. I let him know that now was a good time to put on his hard hat!
I was going so fast when I came screaming in beneath the Lancasters that it took me a hot minute to swing around for another pass. By then, they had already crossed the base, knocking out hangars along the way. I closed the distance pretty quick and set my sights on one of the drone buffs trailing off to the left. I smacked it with a pretty good burst, but he managed to get a piece of me too! My radiator ruptured, oil splattered all over my canopy, and I lost a couple of my .50 cals in the exchange.
The whole time I was tangling with the bombers, the gunfight at the O.K. Corral had reached a boiling point! The two tankslingers were reenacting a vintage episode of Tom and Jerry, each jockeying for position and looking for the upper hand. I won’t spoil how the showdown ended, but one of them didn’t make it, and the high ground was reclaimed!
After that, my energy was pretty much shot so instead of trying to set up for another run I made the decision to beat feet back to the base and try for an emergency touchdown. The F4 was nowhere in sight. I had lost my visual on him and figured I could get back to the runway before he found me. I had already been in the air for quite a while and was running out of everything!
Just outside the field I was not in a great position to land and the short porch runway at a V-Base was not about to be very forgiving to my Swiss cheese of a ride. It felt like I had a good chance though because the F4U was still nowhere to be found and the buffs were taking time their making their way back around. I dumped the flaps all the way cut the throttle to nil, popped my gear, I’m prepared myself for a hard as FcK touchdown. As all that grinding of metal happened inside and out of my plane, and just as I was about to nose her in for a bumpy electric slide down the concrete pathway… I was abruptly interrupted by a hard knock on my door! The IRS had come calling and they were not impressed, BWTaxman was up my rump and raking my canopy! I immediately retracted wheels and flaps and push it full across the field hoping the ack or ground pounders would come in for the assist.
None of it mattered… my die was cast in blood. Those shots from the Taxman tore through my Hog and pierced my own vital vessels, leaving the canopy streaked in scarlet. Sometimes after a pilot wound, you have a few seconds to compose yourself and figure out what to do. This time the lights went out instantly, leaving my Hog a helpless floating barge, drifting slow and low toward the cold, cruel earth below. By the time I came back around to consciousness and was able to make a move, it was already too late. I tried to snap a quick flip around, but the Taxman was dialed in and collected his due posthaste… surgically, dismantling the backside of my Jug, piece by piece!
Long story even longer I was dead but not disappointed. I think the Bishops ended up getting that base shortly after. And even though I can’t say it was because I wasn’t there… all I know is I wasn’t there when it happened! Yet again another super fun night in the Main Arena!
