Last night´s game was the first time we made it through all 24 turns until fuel ran low and we had to quit the fight.
Doc wanted to pilot a Brigand (the plane in the foreground, the other is a Coyote), thus I lent two planes to him. This is his "White Feather" flight from Navajo Nation:
Their opponents were my proud southerners from "Dixie Blue" flight, leader Jason Hambone and his wingman Fred "showstarter" Crawford had both been gathering experience in previous dogfights. I had a Brigand too and a Fury which proved to be very useful by Walter and Doc in previous games.
We started on opposing table ends. Scycrapers made obstacles all around and we got into a wild manoeuvring around the aerodrome in the centre.
Though we finally got into firing positions and gave lead to each other. Brigand pilot Evander Doughnut and Fury pilot Fred Crawford were equally quick on the trigger. We had to roll it out and Doc beat my 9 with an unbelievable 10... :banghead:
Even worse: Doc´s Coyoty could fire at my Brigand while I faced the wrong direction to fight back... :rant:
My poor Jason Hambone swallowed lead by pounds...
...and the brave Brigand´s wingspars got surgically severed. The pilot didn´t manage to bail out and I lost another valuable veteran.
Meanwhile the Fury and the Brigand exchanged lead as well. I even sunk two drill rockets into Doc´s Brigand´s wings each.
We curved around for a while with me permanently tailing the crippled Brigand, but Doc couldn´t get his Coyote in a firing position. Regretfully I had lost three guns, all rockets and the remaining two guns got jammed. I could have fired at the Brigand each turn if not for those damned guns! :banghead:
Turn 24 saw me pumping some more lead into the Brigand´s tail again, wiping out the gun turret, but the game was over.
I had to fly home according to the rules and had to consider myself the looser as I had lost a plane and a pilot... :bye:
Though fighting through 24 turns within three hours was a record for us!