It seemed a  normal mission in CT...
I got an IL2 and Cajun was escorting me...
the bad boys...  
 We enjoied the empty skies of the arena...
 
 We went to the target:
no bogeys on sight... so...
IN! 
Everything was going well. As usual...
 Rockets away!
 Rockets away! Yeah!
 Yeah! 
Everything flat, as usual...

We were heading home... but...

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