OMG. My heart fell to my stomach as I realized that there won't
be any chances to shoot the chutist
I can't recall how many
times I enjoyed coming back around on a kil that bailed to see if
I could plant just a round or two into them and send them back to
the tower so they could express thier indignation. sigh. those were
the good old days.
Then! I thought man it would even be harder to shoot a pilot who's
leaped or fallen from a burning plane before he pancakes on the ground!
I'm not sure what kind of Gee's these crates can stand while diving down
after some poor sap who's free-falling. But that would be part of the thrill
of it!
So I figure if things got dull there could be a meatbag shooting contest
every month. That ought to keep things cookin in the WWI arena on those
quiet nights. A super extra bennie would be people can hone their marks-
menship in these events too.
Later if they add barrage balloons or dirigibles we could advance the theme
to how many pinwheeling sacks can you bag after the balloon has blown up.