Photo story time!
Milantarik, Wasted, Vega and I, prepare for a deep strike, suprise mission, on the enemy airfield, somewhere in South America.
The missions dictated to fly in a long, narrow canyon, to avoid SAM sites above.
And there was fog.
But it was quite pretty.
And there goes the SAM, it can't hit us in the canyon. But the warning lights for SAM launch are still pretty scary.
After about 5 minutes of flying in the canyon with almost mach 1 speed, we reach the target area.
Target was the enemy airfield, enemy fleet was on the ground. Suprise was achieved.
Bombs away.
Again, cool guys don't look at explosions.
But when we reached home, enemy was waiting for us.
Because AAA over the main target hit our friend Wasted, and scratched his paintjob, he lost it and went for the kill.
That will cover his expenses.
But because flight leaders are supposed to be cooler than wingmen, I shoot two enemy fighters in one pass.
Two!
Air battle got quite confusing.
And suddenly I was locked on.
And destroyed. By Wasted. Note to myself: never steal Wasted's spotlight.
At least Vega can aim properly.
And the landing. Without me of course, I was shot down by Wasted. Thank you Wasted. You can be my wingman anytime you want, Wasted.