The airwar is already in progress, right here in this post-war BB.
I choose to be a ROOK.
All you Knights and Bishops are nothing but targets. Bring on your shaky joysticks, extended gear, empty bomb racks, burnt out guns and smoking engines. We Rooks will rip the wings off your whimpy butts, annihilate your bases, cities and anything with your symbol on it. We then will drag your women back to our castle for our own pleasures.
Just one night with a ROOK and they will never ride a horse or spout sermons again.
