DD_Fenrir

hint: watch in 720 and turn up the sound nice and loud

Guys, if you received, or bought for someone else a TiR 5 for Xmas then a read of this thread might be wise: http://forum.1cpublishing.eu/showthread.php?t=17787

Man, it's ALLL good, baby!

Oh happeee dayyyys! Oh happeee-eee day-hay-hay-ee-eez!

Ooooooohhhh.......... I've come over a bit unnecessary!

Hope you had a great day and weren't in too much trouble! Tell the missus it was all my fault: she'll believe that too easily! Grand to share the early hours of your B'day with you old bean! Tally ho!

I was curious as to the cause of the effect seen in afterburner flames known as Dancing Diamonds, so I looked it up: http://www.aerospaceweb.org/question/propulsion/q0224.shtml So, now you know.

Happy BG!

One more. Yes, I know it's another Lightning but it was playing an offline campaign and just thought it looked fantastic!

Bugger. When it said Norfolk, I assumed it meant the real Norfolk, the place of sausages, mustard and webbed feet! Balls. Hey-ho. Some video footage soon one-hopes. Just wanna hear that baby! Funny, of the usual airshow suspects that get snapped a lot I've not seen much of the FHC collection - the H-87 i think i've spied before but the Oscar and the Emil?!?!?! Wow, immaculate!

Freakin' Awesome!!!! Oh, please please please puh-leeeeeeeeeeeeeze let it fly at an airshow here fore it goes stateside....

A few from my stable:

Landing? Tell me, what is this landing of which you speak...?

Nice work matey, and good fun to make to boot! PS - particularly liking the soundtrack....

Fantastic! I wish I'd been able to record it when it was broadcast; just for the expression on Colin's face when about 10secs airbourne the realisation he's flying a Spitfire hits him - magic! Thanks Nick, look forward to that.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p00b62wk

.. and i reap the rewards when he sends me some good stuff like this: http://home.comcast.net/~bzee1a/Edwards09/Edwards09.html Enjoy chaps!

Kev texted me today to announce that he's involuntarily unable to access the web thanks to a nice fat line failure and it looks like repairs have been speculatively estimated to take place Wednesday... yes that's right folks, the very day our same Fruitbat was going to host his much prepared and eagerly anticipated Nine Lives co-op campaign. Bollocks. Needless to say Fruity is one rather pissed off fellow, but I've placated him with optimistic platitudes and pragmatic offerings of it "well, there's a chance it could be fixed in time...." and " there's always next week...." Hoping for the best but expecting the worst, all I can say is I'm gonna keep the date but if it doesn't come around, well damn it, I'll throw up some co-ops myself, so all is not lost.

Thanks Toad, the link at the bottom of the threads is a great idea, shoulda thought of it myself! I'll also post in the server forum.... Thanks for the kind words chaps, just wanted to share the adventure and showcase the power of teamwork that really brings these missions alive. Happy flying all!

We climb in a full power 180 degree turn which pulls us up under their bellies - I ran outta 20mm after that last 109, but the .50s should do fine as long as I concentrate the burst in some sensitive spots.... Which is precisely what happens! Lead is down! I rudder over and slot in behind No. 2, blasting his port engine clean off and causing him to rear up wildly, all engines stopped. He careens through the formation almost collecting No.3 en route! Mayhem, despite the flak damage makes short work of No. 4... He overshoots No. 3 giving me time to slip in behind... And after nearly colliding with both the dismembered wing of the 52 and Mayhem who'd come back in for a closer look, things settle down and the wreckage of the final member of that ill-fated flight of Junkers marks a fiery descent through the early evening sky. A fast cruise back to base and Mayhem lands - before I get a chance to buzz him he respawns, so I give him some of the ol' Fenrir treatment there! After which a prompt turn onto finals then... touchdown! Well, with a slight bounce I confess... And so with engines off, and the Allison's clicking, ticking and popping as they cool, a relieved and not somewhat chuffed Fenrir takes stock. Fantastic mission, thanks to Mayhem for his company and assistance! And thanks to TOAD for hosting an awesome server! Hope you enjoyed reading folks! *Postscript*: Although I didn't see either of the 2 Bf110s I attacked go down, the server awarded me full kills for both. The Focke-Wulf who's wing I blew off but 150m in front of me and who's smoking remains I saw spattered on a forested hill-side? The server awards me a probable! Go figure.... Back to Part 1 if ya like. Thanks for viewing

Without any warning at all a flight of Fw190s roars down int the valley.... And latches straight on to the long suffering Mayhem... I dunno bout you, but I reckon laxative is wholly unnescessary when two Fw's are pumping their entire arsenal at you! I'm trying to engage but the 190s just have too much speed.... As they wingover I'm behind but mushing and can't quite get the shot... They roll in on Mayhem again.. he must be getting fed-up with this by now! He breaks in time as I fight the bucking trembling lightning round to get a guns solution on this aggressive little bastard of an Fw... Almost there! Alas he breaks and forces me to overshoot. Meanwhile Mayhem's miseries multiply as he takes a flak hit that liberally ventilates his port wing... and the fuel tank. The Focke-Wulfs are showing no mercy... The two I'm chasing throw themselves straight into a mountain-side for no reason - perhaps the leader got splashed by friendly AAA or just misjudged his manoeuvre. Either way his wingman - some rookie no doubt with orders to stick to his leader like glue - went straight in after him. Avoiding their fate I swing round, climbing towards Mayhem's fight, the ever present flak clawing at me as I go.... Getting there... Come on! He chops his throttle trying to force me out in front so I barrel-roll attack; it's a brute force affair, my throttles are firewalled and I got a good notch of flap down with lashings of tail heavy elevator trim, as she shudders, rattles and wobbles on the edge of a high speed stall... but I stay behind him... My first burst is wide, my second peppers his rear fuselage and both wings, but my third... The Jerry bails as I watch his crate spin crazily down into the forest below... With no sign of the remaining Fw, I join up with Mayhem and after a quick damage assessment we wander home. But what's this? Mayhem spots 4 contacts in the sun. They are large and as they are flying out from the direction of our lines, I suspect they're Liberators. But no! As we close it's with a shock I realise they're Ju52s! Easy meat! Part 5 here

I again am forced to dive away from the new assailants but then who should magically appear? Mayhem! Thank god! Still outnumbered but got some options now at least! Mind you I've inadvertently pulled the fight right out over the enemy ground targets and a nest of flak guns; as if our situation wasn't difficult enough! I pull a chandelle to come back towards Mayhem so he can maybe cut the turn and close on my pursuers. It kinda works... he's in range - just - of the trailing 109 but the closest guy to me is now even closer.... I dive away and again hug some escarpments and wooded mountain slopes. Meanwhile Mayhem's first victim flick spins down after some good long range shooting and boils up in the forested foothills of the river valley as Mayhem tries to dodge the AAA... Somehow I've shaken my attacker but the tables have suddenly turned and now Mayhem's in trouble and yelling for help. I pop over the top of the escarpment ridge looking frantically for the fight, but I can't locate him or the 109s... As Mayhem dodges I suddenly pick up the tracer fire at my low 10.... ... as mayhem out-flies one of the attacking 109s and it spanks itself into the terrain. Keep dancing buddy, I'm coming! It's not a good setup for a shot but I've gotta do something to try and wipe that 109 off Mayhem so I give the Bastard a squirt at 90+ angle-off and diving from his hi 2 o'clock; I'm surprised how close my shots came... But it's no good, he's not been discouraged at all and hangs grimly on Mayhem's tail. Another climbing chandelle and I reacquire Mayhem and his antagonist... ... and as I pull in Mayhem swings under me; it's gonna be another hi-deflection speculative shot... ..Come on, come on... BINGO! Got the blasted little sod! Don't think I'd pull that shot off again in a hurry! And mayhem watches in relief as a fire breaks out and rapidly spreads along the entire 109 till.... Part 4 here

Looks like the 109s on the tail of a Yak - best see if I can assist... They're pulling into cloud! With my plane shuddering and protesting, I haul her round, desperately trying to keep the trailing 109 aquired... So fixated am I on this 109 ahead I don't see this bastard bouncing me! Lucky for me his shooting's poor, and I - oblivious to him overshooting - set myself up on the 109 ahead... However I get the startle of my life when that overshooting Hun breaks straight across my sight picture at about 50ft range! Man, if only I'd been firing! Composing myself I settle in behind my prey and give him something to think about... .. yet again oblivious to the red-hot stream of lead being projected in my direction by an undetected enemy! Note to self: must clear 6 before firing! But again his aim is poor and I slide in behind the crippled 109 to deliver the final blow... The blighter disintegrates in a tumbling fiery shambles and I nearly collect him on my way through! Note to self 2: Not so close next time! I break right to clear my 6... To discover another 109 bearing down on me! I stuff the nose down but his initial speed keeps him bout 400-500m back and he figures he'll have a crack... I make an untidy and broken spiral dive, through cloud, jinking, skidding and slipping to make myself as uncooperative a target as possible whilst trying desperately to extend, and screaming like a little girl for Mayhem to come find me! Jesus Christ! Leave me alone damn it! Finally, a grass cutting flight down a mountain valley rattles him and he pulls off to gather his wits and wait for me to make a hash of it. It opens up some space and gives me time to accelerate to a good speed and keep ahead. I slalom closely round some S shaped ravines hoping to catch out the trailing 109s.. yes there's two of the buggers now... but they don't fall for it and follow at a reasonable distance. But I'm pulling away all the time and even manage to get a 2000ft/min climb outta the Lightning at 340mph IAS - what a machine! As I clear the mountain tops and the cloud I look behind to find my original aggressors far behind... but unfortunately a 110 and yet another 109 diving in on me from 5 o'clock high! Crap! Continued in Pt 3