17 December 1944 0803
They kicked us out of our cots this morning like our lives depended on it. No breakfast and barely a cup of Joe during the briefing. The man with the stick said 1500 over and 1 mile, but it was more like 800 and 100. I lost my lead twice coming up through this crap. They’re out of their minds. I’m not even sure we know where we are going. Steer 090 for 40 miles, drop down through the soup, and look for Kraut tanks. Hundreds of them. That is if we don’t die getting there. OK, it could be worse. I could be in a foxhole.
Definitely agreeing! You need to work on those AAR skills through this if you wish to extend a bit more with this.
Screenshots from Monday night. We were flying P-40’s on CAP, where we found Germans flying 109’s, looking for trouble:
good times!
What’s the trick a P-40 can use to deal with 109’s?
Land. Jump in a different plane. Get airborne, and take the fight to the enemy! Seriously though, you need to be on point with your deflection shooting, because your opportunities will be few and far between. Unless, of course your fighting the AI, in which case you simply turn em down to the dirt. But, teamwork is key, the AI doesn’t stand a chance against a human opponent, even with minimal effort.
Heh, thanks!
Energy fight only if you have an altitude advantage. Don’t turn and try to bug out if co E.
Some Achtung Jabos! mission two screens.
Breakthrough
1:Location: A 84, Chievres Belgium, December 18, 1944, 11:00 Hours
Call Sign: Eagle 2
Briefing: The first reconnaissance mission this morning was forced to return without dropping ordnance due to bad visibility over the target area, where German tanks are still being reported. The IX Tactical Air Command has called and insisted that we get a flight out that way, or the tanks will be through our lines in no time with nothing but cooks and clerks between us and them. We will do our best not to let them down.
Weather: As you all can see, the weather is terrible with a solid overcast below one thousand feet. It’s not snowing now, but the ceiling is dangerously low.
Navigation: After takeoff, climb above the overcast to join up in formation. Heading to target area is 90 degrees due east for 40 miles. It is in the same area where we encountered enemy traffic yesterday.
Armament:
8 M2 .50 cal Machine Guns
Two 500 lb. HE bombs
Same crappy weather, different day
We’re off to save the cooks!
Trying to stay with lead in the target area with 500 foot ceilings is not easy when he is jinking all over the place.
His bombs come off his Jug with me in trail and I have about a second to line up on a bridge and pickle. We have set 3 second delays but I don’t see or hear them go off. A few more jinks and he is climbing up through the soup. I lose him, so cheat left a little and fly blind for a couple of minutes until I break out, He is about a mile to the North with 3 and 4 in trail. How did they do that?
About 5 minutes later we get jumped by some 190s. I bag one who is skimming along the top of the scud.
When I join up after the fight, I see that our fearless leader is trailing something.
I get little closer to do a battle damage check, but it doesn’t look bad. Only about 30 miles left to RTB and he makes it.
It’s nice to be RTB.
The boys have lit some smudge pots for us. I didn’t notice them when we were leaving.
So, I must have shacked a medium tank on the bridge to go along with the 190. Sweet!
Easter…egg…?
Remember the christmastree?
Pretty neat.
Wheels
Yuri flew to Vostok on April 12. Guessing that.