(funny news opening music plays.) and heres the lolwaffles news for friday!!!
In the first mission the glorious luftwaffles (err hunter,schroeder, and I) and those doomed allies sgt patato, and oberon...
The 262 bbqs and my ta 152 (not my normal D9) took off to terrorize the skys...
Hunter and schroeder play the trickey game of trying to get a 262 bbq to altitude. while my ta 152 managed to get to 4000+m in the same amount of time... pfft jets superior, I think not. (note to goring... please send more ta 152s)
well when I hit 6000ms. I knoticed little red tracers. sgt patato had arrived with his p 51 friends. (which didnt last long...) So anywho, my wingmen and I dived in... around the same time hunter & schroeder had reatched the target, and also found some B 17s...
Meanwhile... back on the southeastern front!
My one of my wingmens shells found patato, and filled the country side with more plane parts, and I turnt a p 51 or 2 into more craters on the front.(this place is starting to look like the moon... lol) and after the little furball with the 51s... I went to go see if I could get a b 17... (cause I heard there were some from hunter/schroeder...) But then (I think) I heard hunter say that a flak/mg gun hit turnt his 262 into an automatic bbq. so he had to bail... but they had brought down quite afiew of them... but one... just would not go down... (unlike schroeders aamo which did) but like all things, it eventualy went down.
Back in the TA 152s...
I sat in my seat scaning the horizon... and suddently... I look down. "oah look, a lone p 47." so I took a dive, one short burst, and there was now a p 47 in 2 parts. eventualy schroeders b 17 went down, and we rtbed,but at base all was not well. 2 contacts, not ares, and flak. schroeder being out of aamo and all, I attacked are friends. (a P47&spitfire.) eventualy we thought everything that was gonna kill us was down... but one thing still was up we were not aware of... SPITFEUER!!! somehow a crazy spitfire pilot who I had been hunting down for the past 30 mins (rough estimant) had gotten past my fighter sweep...
I was going to intercept, but it was too late... even at 700kms I couldnt get on him soon enough... he distroyed one of are glorious planes. (but not any of us...) so eventualy schroeder landed on the grass runway, and made his way through the peices of oberon... while me and my 152s made there way back to base...
next mission... how the hell did it turn winter so fast!!!
