Originally posted by Tac
I dont fly early war planes in the MA. Because there ARENT any.
Closest I have gotten to is flying the spitV (LOVE the 303 loadout.. pingpingpingpingping!) and the 202.
I will be flying the 110 a lot, mainly for jabo and just for the heck of it.
Give me the ju88 night fighter with some CANNONS in the nose and i'll fly it.. the ju88 can give any plane a damn hard time if they get into a dogfight.
I had been flying the Spit Mk.IX and decided to try the Mk.V, figuring it would probably offer a tad better turn rate at the expense of speed and climb. I also figured I'd be an easy mark for the hot fighters, but what the hell, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?
Shortly after getting airborne, I spotted an Fw 190 (turned out to be an A-8) and he was tackled by some other guy in what looked like a Typhoon or Tempest. I positioned myself so that I could cut off the 190 should he turn my way. He did, and I jumped all over him. Down very low, and going too slow, he was trapped and died in short order. In order to prevent being bounced during a climb, I like to spiral up, constantly turning. This I did until I had worked up to 10k. Just then, I spot a Ju 88 heading for my field at about 12k. Positioning myself slightly behind and about 1.5k below, I pulled up and blasted the Junkers in the belly. That's 2 down. As I continued through in a loop, I spot two La-7s, probably the escort.
Rolling out at the top of the loop, I turned into the Lavochkins, hauling around in a blackout turn, easing off only to get a quick snap-view. These two broke in opposite directions, so I concentrated on the one which went to my left. It took just three turns to get enough lead, and I shot off its wing, the pilot bailing out. That's 3. Meanwhile, the other Lavochkin is having a hard time getting a shot because I'm always turning, and he now has a friend as a Corsair trys a run, easily avoided. I go head to head with the La-7, breaking hard right. I roll out of a high yo-yo, and get decent position for a quick shot as he crosses my nose. My burst hits solid and he goes straight in. That's 4. This is beginning to be fun. I turn for the Corsair, but he's seen enough and has moved on to find an easier target. As I watch the F4U disappear over a ridge line, I spot yet another fighter boring in, this one's an La-5FN. I break into him, we pass canopy to canopy, and I haul around to the right in yet another blackout turn. Easing out of the turn, I can see that the Lavochkin is still trying to haul around to meet me, but it's too late, he should have extended and reversed later. Getting behind is now easy, I execute a rolling high yo-yo to the left and drop right onto his tail. I fire a quick burst (all that I have remaining are the .303s), getting a few hits. Panicked, (yes, that's how it's spelled), the Lovochkin pilot trys to avoid me by turning left, then right, then back again. But, every time he turns, he losses speed and I close in to less than 100 yards. As the Lavochkin skims the ground, I continue to pepper him with the .303s, and in desperation, he turns too hard, stalls and splats. That's 5.
Since I still had half of my fuel remaining, and about 500 rounds of .303, I spiraled up to 12K and headed for my field. Alas, no one else comes out to play.
My point in relating this is simple: Do not discount the older types.
Should the opposition be dumb enough to play to the older plane's strengths, all bets are off. Three Lavochkin drivers discovered that an old Spitfire Mk.V is formidable in a good ol' fashioned "furball". Even a rookie like myself was well served by an older fighter when the bad guys decided that it was time to stall-fight with the best dogfighting fighterplane in the game. Worse, these guys tried this in a deep, blind canyon. It must have been like watching marbles race around in a bowl.
Just imagine what an experienced AH pilot could do with the Spitfire Mk.V, if a duffer like myself could manage to kick some serious Lavochkin butt.
My regards,
Widewing