So I hear " That's NKL5 in the Ar234" I Perk up and realize now's my chance, I have speed I say to myself, I have altitude I say to myself, I won't let myself get sucked in behind him I say to myself... because I too have been victim to his rear shooting homing missiles.
Proudly and Majestically I dive, open guns at D600 (tuned at 650)...Hits! many many Hits!
I can feel the corners of my nouth begin to curl upward, you sir are a magnificent weapon of war (Albeit Cartoon) I say to myself as his wing departs his aircraft...
Unbeknownst to me, the sneaky and always attentive NKL5 has loosed a 500Kg bomb, seen here as the "Bad Thing"
As I dive under his broken hulk of twisted metal, I begin to reflect on just how impressive that dive and of course the splendid display of gunnery work that I deftly executed, I hear an explosion and before I can register the sound, I'm in the tower. Now at home sitting at my desk, I actually spun my head around to see what evil person or being just plucked my pristine beautiful Hellcat out of the air.
Wait, what, what just happened...Did I get shot with my own ack... there's no way another enemy plane could have gotten me, I checked the surrounding area prior to dropping in. I bellow into my mic as though some child just dropped his ice cream cone in the dirt. My fellow squad-mates are silence, I can feel them staring at their monitors, blinking in awe of the string of obsenities that I inundated them with... I wait a few minutes in the silence, apologize and go watch the film...............NOOOOOOO, he killed me from the grave with a Bomb! I thought it near impossible to shoot anyone down blindly with that rear facing gun, but what measure of incredible skill or luck is killing a Hellcat traveling at 400MPH with a BOMB!
<<S>> NKL5 Nicely Done
