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Originally Posted by TarJak
Nice AAR Dowly! Try to hit something next time! Be more aggressive!  |
I will I will! It's a mess when there's 100+ fighters creating a one big furball. :p
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Originally Posted by Raptor1
Did I hear somebody say AI?
Oh, wait, this ain't IL-2  |
This is my first experience with the new 2.08 AI, it's amazing! I've seen the enemy push it's plane so it kinda 'skids' all over as he's about to lose control, I've had enemies that got surprised make a mistake and stall their planes, the list goes on.
July 11th, 1940 - 4 kills total
Sortie#1 - 0 kills
Escorted a Dornier 17 on a recon mission to Tangmere AF, I wish our 12 109s would've been allowed to strafe the AF, RAF was nowhere to be seen.
Sortie#2 - 1 kill
Another big raid against a convoy 'Whisky'. Total of 108 planes in the air against 2x12 flights of RAF fighters. We first spotted the enemy on our 2o'clock level, just over the target. I called the bandits and me & the otter flight broke off from the formation and headed to give the Tommies a nice warm greeting. The Otter leader must be a complete wacko, as he decided to take the enemy head on. I on the other hand climbed about 500m above them and as soon as the two met, I dived down and by pure luck got into the six of an Spitfire. This one had to be an experienced pilot, I was struggling to keep up with him as he exploited all the advantages the Spitfire has over an Emil. I was sure he'd go up like some of the RAF pilots tend to do, but this one just kept on turning and turning. I was starting to get worried, peeking over my shoulder all the time for his wingman. I started to get more comfortable when the radio came alive and started spitting out kill confirmations after another, the skies started to clear up around me. I stopped looking around me and concentrated on getting the Tommie to my sights, even a split-second would do. The Spit banked hard to left, dived abit, banked back to right, rolled, climbed abit just to roll and dive again. I was getting very frustrated, this' going to take forever! I cant break off and climb to get advantage, as he would be in my six in no time. Then, by pure luck, I hit him with a reflex shot as he banked yet again infront of my sights, something flew off from the spit, I'd say a rudder or one of it's stabilizers as I hit him into the tail. He rolled to his back and disappeared below me, I quickly followed and saw a huge water pillar raising up from the sea. Scratched one.
At this time, the fight was over for the Otter flight and me, having spent ammo & alot of fuel, I headed for home and let the other escorts finish the job.