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Offline Sabre

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« Reply #30 on: February 16, 2005, 04:30:45 PM »
Sounds good, Jester.
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Offline Guppy35

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« Reply #31 on: February 18, 2005, 12:07:43 AM »
I heard someone say mission up in the CT while I was flying in the MA so I came to see what was up.  Ended up in a Hurricane, flying like a drunk since I've been living in P38Gs.

VWE and the other 501 Squadron Hurri's tolerated my presence although he did offer me up to the 109s at one point :)

It was good fun anyway and for a brief moment we even had a decent formation of Hurri's.

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Offline Oldman731

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« Reply #32 on: February 18, 2005, 09:51:11 AM »
The Spitfire pilots lounged in the sun.

“Hope Jerry has the day off,” said one.  “We’ve got the bleedin’ Oldman as flight leader today.”

“We’re hitting the bottom of the barrel, lad, and that’s the plain truth,” said the other.  “That old blighter hasn’t even flown a Spitfire in the past few years, so goes the gen.  Couldn’t find his own navel, if you ask me.”

“Right you are,” replied the first.  “And it’s a fact that he’ll bring us in behind and below any squareheads we do manage to bump into.  Aye, and didn’t my mother tell me to stay on the ground where sensible people belong.”

The siren wailed.  The two pilots glanced silently at each other, then rose and ran for their planes.

Thanks to TrueKill for organizing last night’s mission.  It bore a remarkable similarity to what I’ve read of the real thing.  We took off too soon, with no clear idea of where we were headed, ran low on gas and landed for more.  Took off again, found ourselves way east of the raid.  With judicious adjustment of throttle and RPM we managed to get there with a little fuel, still low and to the rear of the 88s.  By odd turnabout, the Hurricanes seemed to have dealt with the escort, so that the Spitfires could work their mayhem.  I hope they did, because N7's Ju88 formation sawed off my left wing, and I plunged to earth way after my bed time.

Thanks to The Few who were patient and dedicated enough to follow a leader who obviously had little concept of how to manage things.  I had a great time.

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« Reply #33 on: February 18, 2005, 11:14:15 AM »
to the 109 pilots that were trailing the bomber formation.  I don't think anyone would have seen you if I wasn't trailing behind the rest of the spits.  It was a good fight. I wish I could have gotten one of you guys though.

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« Reply #34 on: February 18, 2005, 11:27:03 AM »
I was in a hurri for this mission and we got into the 109's early. A couple of us stayed to play with the emils to hold them up and leave the bombers unescorted. It worked, and it was a fantastic fight (adrenaline overload more like :D ). Norad, B00GA and Constel - great little battle on the deck hehe.


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« Reply #35 on: February 18, 2005, 03:38:16 PM »
actually the fighters(109's) were split in 2 groups. Most of the bombers got there and back. We were doing to you what you were trying to do to us.:D