STICK
02-03-2011, 10:24
Today was an exciting day, our Jasta got it's first shipment of Fokker E IVs. Helmut and I immediately asked to take them up. While we waited for the decision we asked the pilot that flew them in what their reins were like. They seem to have been a little faster than the E III but less maneuverable. The orders came in a little later and our wishes were granted. The planes were given a once over by the mechanics and quickly fueled. As soon as I got into the cockpit I noticed not a single machinegun in front of me but TWO. Surely the French would suffer this day. We took to the skies and carefully put the new planes through the motions. They seemed adequate albeit a little less maneuverable. The rudder didn't quite slip the plane as hard as I would like but the extra gun had me excited. I motioned for Helmut to lead the way to the front and settled off his left wing. We climbed to 4000 feet and soon came into contact with two French Moraines. We signaled to pair off and I flew towards the one on the right. The creazy frenchman flew straight ahead obviously not expecting the additional firepower we now had. We both executed stalls just inside maximum range and I could see pieces fly from his plane. His gun also found it's mark and my plane burst into flames. I pushed the fear down and focused on the task at hand. I turned around as fast as possible to continue my pursuit of the moraine when Helmut closed with him and unleashed a burst at close range from his left. The Moraine went immediately into a death spiral and I was elated for Helmut. He was always a gifted pilot and that was his fourth kill. There must have been some oil or grease on my engine that caused the fire for it went out soon after with very little damage to my plane. Together Helmut and I turned to purse the last remaining french plane. I must say I half expected him to flee when faced with two planes both better armed but this frenchman obviously walked the line between insane and fearless. He turned and brought his guns to bear and we exchanged shots, then he got lucky and circled in behind Helmut as I turned in the other direction for another pass. His single machine gun chewed into Helmuts airplane and I feared for my flight leader but alas Helmut shook him off. The Frenchman was far away and head towards his lines. At this time the Frenchman again had a chance to leave and turned to face us. His bravery was incredible. Perhaps he could tell that my plane was close to falling from the sky and Helmut's appeared no better or perhaps he was truly insane. Our pair of planes ended up almost wingtip to wingtip with Helmut just aheaed of me. The frenchman pulled an immelman to turn and fly directly at us. He was just out of my range when the shooting started. His bullets went wide of Helmuts plane but Helmut's bullets found their mark destroying the second Moraine. By this time we were low on fuel and bullets and limped our damaged planes back home.That night we celebrated Helmut becoming an ace and toasted the two brave frenchman. The next morning Helmut parlayed his newfound fame to bring in a couple of excellent mechanics very skilled in working with our new planes.
Helmut Kroll One mission Two kills Ace skill awarded "gifted mechanic"
Wulf Hansen One mission 0 kills
Olly Waffle (Amateur pilot) KIA
Jacque LaFerrier KIA
Helmut Kroll One mission Two kills Ace skill awarded "gifted mechanic"
Wulf Hansen One mission 0 kills
Olly Waffle (Amateur pilot) KIA
Jacque LaFerrier KIA