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General Forums => Aces High General Discussion => Topic started by: Sweet2th on November 21, 2006, 01:50:45 PM
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Way to go HTC on the new Ack.
I tested it out and flew a La-7 to pork a field, i was only able to make 4 passes on the field before the UBER ACK got me.It also does wonders on B-24's.Now if we can get some new maps the new set up will be ROCKIN!!!!
(http://www.onpoi.net/ah/pics/users/902_1164138466_ackuber.jpg)
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great pic.:aok
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i agree bat. weve had to put up with these same maps too long. i cant understand why ht wont put trinity/fester back in the rotation. its not like they not been asked.
on the other hand , i not like the changes at first but have learned to live with them and enjoy flying again. just hope i dont have to learn to live with mindano every day.
p.s. my apoligies to ht (dale) for wb comment. no excuse.
S!
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:lol
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Let´s have Karelia-map in MA:D
There are HUGE AMOUNT of activities to work with:D
P.S. On my mind...the ack presented recently is out of H***
The accuracy and density of ack has nothing to do with realism. If it would have been in real life a bit like that....not even a single bomber would have reached it´s target at once in last war....
Oh yes, it is spectacular...but still....pls, consider it´s purpose again.
Just for testing...I flew all alone 3 times, one after another, the same route over hostile airfield:
-Me 109 G2
-Altitude 5000 ft
-Speed 380 mph
-Same approach direction
The result:
Every time at 1st pass I lost oils and aileron.
Every time at 2nd pass from opposite direction(at same level) I lost the whole engine or got major fuel leak.
Pretty good hits...
Well...If it has been IRL like that....I really wonder how there has been any kind of field strafings at all...
:confused: :furious :mad:
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Originally posted by Zuum
The accuracy and density of ack has nothing to do with realism. If it would have been in real life a bit like that....not even a single bomber would have reached it´s target at once in last war....
Oh yes, it is spectacular...but still....pls, consider it´s purpose again.
Just for testing...I flew all alone 3 times, one after another, the same route over hostile airfield:
-Me 109 G2
-Altitude 5000 ft
-Speed 380 mph
-Same approach direction
The result:
Every time at 1st pass I lost oils and aileron.
Every time at 2nd pass from opposite direction(at same level) I lost the whole engine or got major fuel leak.
Pretty good hits...
Well...If it has been IRL like that....I really wonder how there has been any kind of field strafings at all...
:confused: :furious :mad:
Well most bombers flew at 10,000k or higher,
Oh just go read this, it will help
http://www.wired.com/news/columns/0,72119-0.html
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....I really wonder how there has been any kind of field strafings at all...
That's why they dove in at a high rate of speed.
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Read some anecdotal accounts from WWII aviators. No sane person flew straight and level at low altitude over a target with significant AA. They dove in with altitude and took evasive action on their way into and away from the target.
Zazen
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It actually drives me to be more suicidal the last couple times Ive gone in at 5k or so. Ive become a go,drop, die strafing ack, re-up guy when bombing it seems.
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The accuracy and density of ack has nothing to do with realism. If it would have been in real life a bit like that....not even a single bomber would have reached it´s target at once in last war....
Zuum
That is totally incorrect when attacking highly defended targets on the Western front. There was a reason USAAF pilots were awarded credit for ground kills -- you had to offer every motivation possible to press on those attacks. Such missions were highly feared as this account clarifies.
Excerpt from The Big Show by Pierre Clostermann.
We were at 14,000 feet and kept straight on over to the left, as if we had no intention of attacking. I took a close look at the field: the small crosses parked just where we expected them showed up on the bright green grass of early spring. I particularly noticed one, two, four, seven flak towers. Their shadows clearly projected on the perimeter track by the sun
'Look out Filmstar Leader, flak at 6 o'clock!'
Sure enough, 200 yards behind us five big black puffs from 88 mm. shells had appeared. OK, five more seconds and then I would attack. The objective was behind us and we were facing the sun. Fear caught me by the throat and stopped me breathing. Aerial combat always found me calm -
after the early stages - but flak was quite different.
'Drop your tanks, Filmstar'.
My stomach contracted and a wave of nausea swept over me - the advantage of a single-seater is that you can pass out with fear without anybody noticing.
'Quick. 180 port, go.'
This would bring us back facing the airfield, with the sun at our backs.
'Diving--full out, Filmstar!'
My nine Tempests were beautifully echeloned on my left although we were diving almost
vertically.
'Smell of flowers,' came Bay Adams voice mockingly in the earphones. Flak! Christ, what flak! The entire surface of the airfield seemed to light up with the flashes from 20mm and 37mm guns. There must have been at least 40 of them. A carpet of white puffs spread out below us and the black puffs of the 37's stood out in regular string of eight.
What flak! Physical fear is the most terrible thing a man can suffer - my heart leaped into my mouth, I was covered with sweat, with sticky, clammy sweat. My clenched toes swam in my boots.
We dived desperately into the moke…explosions and tracer to left and right crossing over and under us….bangs around our wings and sinister dazzling flashes.
We were a mile from the perimeter, 150 feet from the ground. Men were running hither and thither.
'Lower for Christ's sake,' I yelled hysterically. The broad expanse of grass, carved by the gray runways, tilted up before my eyes and rushed towards me. We were doing over 450 mph. First a hangar … a bowser … then the Messerschmitts, perched clumsily on their narrow gear, about thirty of them, with men crouching under their wings. Too far to the left, unfortunately, outside my line of fire.
A group of a dozen Arados loomed up in my sight. I fired, I fired frantically, my thumb jammed on the button. My shells formed a ribbon of explosion worming its way between the Arados, climbing up the fuselage, hitting theengines … smoke …one of the planes exploded just as I was over it, and my Tempest was tossed up by the burning gust. A Tempest touched the ground and the fuselage
bounded up in a shower of fragments of smashed wings and tailplanes. More hangars in front of me. I fired a second burst-it exploded on the galvanized iron doors and the steel tanchions.
'Look out , Red 2' My No. 2 was coming straight for me, out of control, at a terrific speed. His hood had gone. At 470 mph 20 yards to my right, he went smack into a flak tower, cutting it in two beneath the platform.
The wooden frame flew into the air. A cluster of men hanging on to a gun collapsed into space. The Tempest crashed on the edge of the field, furrowing through a group of little houses, with a terrific flash of light; the engine had come adrift in a whirlwind of flames and fragments scattered in the sky.
It was all over … almost. One, two, three … the tracer bullets were pursuing me. I lowered my head and hunched myself behind my rear plating … twelve, thirteen, fourteen … I was going to cheat …a salvo of 37 burst so close that I got only the flash of the explosions without seeing the smoke…splinters rained down on my uselage…nineteen, twenty! I pulled the stick back and climbed straight up into the sky. The flak kept on.
I glanced back towards Schwerin, just visible under my tailplane. A thousand feet below a Tempest was climbing in zig-zags, the tracer stubbornly pursuing him. Fires near the hangars, columns of greasy smoke, a fireworks display of exploding magnesium bombs. The lone Tempest caught me up, waggled his wings and formed up line abreast.
'Hallo, Filmstar aircraft, reform south of target, angels 10.'
'Hallo, Pierre, Red 3 here, You know, I think the rest have had it.'
Surely Bay couldn't be right! I scanned the 360 degrees of the horizon, and the terrific pyramid of flak bursts above Schwerin right up to the clouds, hanging in the still air. No one.
1304 hours. We had attacked at 1303 hours. The nightmare had lasted perhaps 35 seconds from the beginning of our dive, and we had lost eight aircraft out of ten….
The ack was even fiercer with the 1944-45 USN carrier groups (far more than we have in AH, actually). Just watch some of those films where the sky is dense with tracers 20mm - 40mm with the proximity fuzed puffs from the 5" 50s.
Charon
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why I never dive on a base unless im over 10 thousand feets, ya need the speed, and dont hold same vector for more than a second or 2, dont try to be greedy on these new ack guns, they'll getcha.:( (But I do like it, it was far too easy to kill ack, and vulch, imho.) then again I was a jarhead :D
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only 4 passes? wow.. how will you ever get any kills now if you cannot vulch the runway?:furious :mad: :furious
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Originally posted by Zuum
P.S. On my mind...the ack presented recently is out of H***
...not even a single bomber would have reached it´s target at once in last war....
Its called altitude, and its free for just a small investment of your time. :aok
56th Fighter Group sortied 39 Jugs to hit an airfield in Holland on 18 September, 1944. 16 aircraft were lost, 12 were damaged. That's flak, and its a real consideration now, just as it was then. Anyone foolish enough to come in low and alone will pay the price. :D
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That sounds like real bad preparation....
Finns achieved the best ratio all times in fighter-to fighter comparison.
21 to 1
The secret receipe for that was pretty simple; humble attitude and good knowledge of opponent.
:D :aok
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Originally posted by Zuum
That sounds like real bad preparation....
Finns achieved the best ratio all times in fighter-to fighter comparison.
21 to 1
The secret receipe for that was pretty simple; humble attitude and good knowledge of opponent.
:D :aok
I'm sorry, I guess I didn't clarify that the mission was a strafing mission. Those aircraft weren't lost from German fighters, they were lost from German flak over the target.
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I have to repeat the message...
That sounds like a real bad preparation.
If there is a possibility of Flak...there has to be a preparation for it.
1st....get the field clear of acks
2nd...bomb the VHs
3rd...Clean the rest before troops are coming
;-)
It is simple like that!
:rofl
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Originally posted by Zuum
The secret receipe for that was pretty simple; humble attitude and good knowledge of opponent.
:D :aok
Of the two ingredients listed, you seem to have neither......:rolleyes:
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Originally posted by FBBone
Of the two ingredients listed, you seem to have neither......:rolleyes:
ZINGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bronk
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In my trusty but frail yak, I have been able to (repeatedly) take out 1-2 acks per pass.
I typed out my whole strategy but erased it as I dont want it to become easy to kill all the acks again. I rather enjoy the fights its creating with everyone deathly afraid of ack.:aok
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Originally posted by Zuum
I have to repeat the message...
That sounds like a real bad preparation.
If there is a possibility of Flak...there has to be a preparation for it.
1st....get the field clear of acks
2nd...bomb the VHs
3rd...Clean the rest before troops are coming
;-)
It is simple like that!
:rofl
Stoney's talking about real life, not the game. Preperation or not there comes a time when you strafe an airfeild that you gotta get low and take on the flak.
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vulch the runway?
That is reserved for little gurls and skill less dweebs.
only 4 passes
Yep, even using the fastest plane on the deck.
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Originally posted by Zazen13
They dove in with altitude ....
How, exactly, would one dive in without altitude?
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Originally posted by Donzo
How, exactly, would one dive in without altitude?
:huh
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I could never understand why P47s would strafe at low alt against the fortified flak towers. Seemed to me like they just wanted to get in there and shoot something.
(http://FilthsHangar.homestead.com/flaktowerattack.jpg)
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Originally posted by Donzo
How, exactly, would one dive in without altitude?
Perhaps you have not seen some of the films here?
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All I know is that the new field ack literally makes me duck when I get near it. I mean I DUCK in my seat. My wife just looks at me like I'm a nut.
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guess now all them bases need are a few of these. .
(http://www.abietto.net/pics/articoli/revolutions/revolutions1.jpg)
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all your base belong to US!
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Originally posted by Sweet2th
Way to go HTC on the new Ack.
I tested it out and flew a La-7 to pork a field, i was only able to make 4 passes on the field before the UBER ACK got me.It also does wonders on B-24's.Now if we can get some new maps the new set up will be ROCKIN!!!!
(http://www.onpoi.net/ah/pics/users/902_1164138466_ackuber.jpg)
What is up with people, is it too hard to push the o key one more time to spell "too" correctly?
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What is up with people, is it too hard to push the o key one more time to spell "too" correctly?
You ever think someone was givin you somthin to dry about?
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Originally posted by Sweet2th
You ever think someone was givin you somthin to dry about?
I'm not sure what you mean, but if you are implying that people are spelling too as "t - o" just to "hook" people, I doubt it, I see it all too often.
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Or no one really cares at all, except for the Nerd patrol that your obviously in charge of.
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Originally posted by jpeg
BTW, there is a big difference between "your" and "you're".
I think you just got hooked, brother.
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gawD yOu pPl jUst nEEd tO FLy a tA-152 dIVe iN ON a fIelD aT 4oO mpH en dE aCk IS nOTe A prOblEm.......
:p
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WhJus I HsD TjhughT Of Taat Ome Lute :P
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Dose tihs maen I cna sya poopyhaed on teh baords nwo?
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wow abart Holy Snapping Duck **** Batman
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Yea what Lute said, you go lute.