Stalin: Zese bridges, they are nelkulturney...the Germans they drive over them in their tanks...if we destroy bridges, then we destroy Germans, yes?
General: Well..
Stalin: Yes, Comrade?
General: (sigh) Yes, Comrade
Stalin: Then it shall be, not one step back! Ura Guba bridge must die!!
With that dramatic statement, the entire Soviet airforce mobilised to destroy Ura Guba bridge, meanwhile, on the other side of the front it was business as usual for the Lolwaffles, until Hunter heard word from Raptors contacts in the Gulag that the entire Soviet airforce was heading for Ura Guba bridge. The Condor bombers that the Lolwaffles were to escort, they would be completely unmolested. Thus, a plan was hatched.
Oberon took the lead 109, Hunter took number five and Raptor took the lead 190, the 110s were left to the mercies of the AI and never seen again.
They took to the air, and set off for AW17, Ura Guba bridge!
On arrival, who should turn up but Hunters favourites, the Peshkas from hell!
Oberon, Hunter and Raptor dived in to help themselves, Oberon almost immediately took an engine hit and turned back for base, then Hunter dived out of the way of the Peshkas and went to ground level after some I-16s. This did not go so well...
The I-16s came to the conclusion that Me109s operate at peak efficiency with two wings, and therefore deprived Hunter of one of them. A short spiral to the ground later and Hunter was down.
Raptor meanwhile was still tackling the Peshkas from hell, one fell and victorious Raptor lined up behind another. Sadly for Raptor, the Peshka happened to be the only Peshka in the Soviet airforce to be constructed from the same skin as the Hindenburg and with a special Hydrogen tank on board.
By this time, Oberon was over the frontlines and his engine had had enough, drifting long enough to be sure that he was out of the reach of the Catmissars, Oberon took one look at the rocky terrain below, and jumped out of the 109.
Hunter was fuming, revenge was needed.
So Goring gave us our opportunity for vengence, by pitting our four 109s against the entire Soviet airforce....again...
Hunter, naturally, was overjoyed
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However, the Soviets were still taxing around in their pimp-P40s and Peshkas from Hell by the time the 109s were on station, so a calm fifteen-twenty minutes was spent circling and waiting. Oberon used this time to practice his formation flying skills, badly...
Eventually, the Lolwaffles first customers showed up, I-16s, Hunter went in first and engaged, a quick gun burst and the I-16 was gone in a fireball.
Oberon approached the second I-16 as Hunter turned away, and opened fire at almost point blank range, and nothing. Rather frustrated, he turned away and watched Raptor and Hunter divide the rest between them. He spent so long watching them, in fact, that his 109 spiraled down and smashed into the ground without him noticing. His last thoughts as he plummeted into the ground were "I wonder if the ground crew put peas in my machine gun ammo?"
Hunter and Raptor continued the hunt, Raptor curving after a particularly slippery P40 which gave him the run around for several minutes, whilst Hunter took down a Peshka from hell and then got out of dodge before the other angry Peshkas got their revenge.
Both returned to the airfield and landed safely as the air raid sirens went off warning of an incoming Soviet raid, probably the Peshkas from hell again
