HMCS
08-27-07, 05:28 PM
Oct. 39: a Hurricane buzzes my boat, and we man aa guns. Send her away smoking; but I expected to shoot her down at least.... damn AI flak gunners. I can't be too mad, though. The weather was sh**ty and he didn't have the flak specialization.
Anyhoo, about two hours later, who turns up, but a pair of Ansons. Dive dive dive.
Dicks.
Anyhoo, about two hours later, who turns up, but a pair of Ansons. Dive dive dive.
Dicks.