I visited a chap named Barry yesterday for a chin wag and a cuppa. He gave me my tea then said he had something for me, it was a whole heap of Wings...
You stopped the balloon spying on your troops for a while and managed to live through the ordeal of fire. Not a bad result I think. Pity Ares do not...
I've started wargaming at the tender age of fifteen, my first miniatures were a 15mm Minifigs Napoleonic Württemberg army, then I drifted out of the hobby, then I rediscovered my passion for wargaming when I entered Questing Knight Games in Wellington, I collected a Confederate brigade from the state of Louisiana, I quickly became addicted and collected a German 1/56th scale WW2 platoon with several Panzer's in support, I casually stumbled across Wings of War and enjoyed my first taste of aerial combat, needless to say I've joined the massed ranks of the hopelessly doomed enthusiasts of collecting " little planes " as my wife Catherine calls them, I don't know what it is about this game but I've got to have more plane's.