Mmuahahahahaaa!!!
Good to hear that the issue is overcome, Dark_Canuck!
Check WOFF website for the latest patches!

Another surprise in WOFF V2 I was flying my Pilot in Jasta 10 when a Fire broke out. To my complete surprise, I was able to make a rough landing and Survive! Albeit, my pilot was at 73 Health and will be out for 9 days. I have never had a pilot make it thru one of those unexplained Fires. This game just gets better !

Had quite an experince today in my 46 Sqn Campaign. My flight met up with a flight of six DVa over the lines in the middle of a driving rainstorm.

Everyone picked a partner and began the usual dance. We quickly lost sight of everyone in the clouds and I found myself alone with a DVa pilot who was clearly better than me. He had me on the defensive for a good 10 minutes putting numerous holes in my poor Pup, yet miraculously not hitting me or anything vital. I finally dove through some fortuitously located clouds and gained some separation.

I thought I had lost him and began to relax, heading back to the airfield. Of course, as soon as I let my guard down: Daka daka daka, more holes to patch. I put the Pup in as steep a dive as I dared and prayed the lads on the ground were paying attention.

Fortunately, they did not fill me full of lead and the DVa broke off for his side of the lines. It was a rough day at the office but I can still head to the mess for a pint!

If you are playing a 46 campaign I will guess you have read the book "No Parachute"?

Indeed I have. Olham recommended it to me on the last page actually. It was a great read

Some where over France.

3 Spad VII,s mix it up with 6 DFW.s Results: 1 Spad Shot down in flames + 2 Damage. The flight didnt get Squat !


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Some where in the Marne Sector
1917, Airfield Attack by Spads


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Nice work, which pilot is this?

10/10/1916 - Jasta 6 - Flanders

From the diary of Roland von Fünfkirchen:

After yesterday, which ended in a catastrophe for the Staffel, I had mixed feelings about this one.
I was a bit worried, if I might end up crashlanding again. But what if this time, I can't make it back to our lines? Yesterday I only got lucky with it.
I tried to get rid of these thoughts, as we prepared ourselves for today's first patrol. The sky was clean and the autumn air wasn't colder than it was supposed to be either. According to the plan, I was in Schwarm 2 and we were supposed to patrol the front lines, while Schwarm 1 will assist us. Getting into the cockpit, I quickly checked if everything is working. All looked good to take off. The moment, everyone was ready, the engines started. I love the sound of the Albatross, it kind of calms me down. Firedrich and Ernst took off without any problems, so it was my turn. It went well, no problems, everything was still working.
We flew a round above the airfield to form up, than, we hit the direction of our patrol-route and started climbing. The clouds were quite low, so we decided to fly above them. The skies seemed to be empty. We didn't see any movement, except for a squad of some Roland CII.s and their escort of Halberstedts, from a nearby airfield. Schwarm 1 was far faster, than us and they went ahead for some reason. After a few minutes, we saw them flying towards us. I tried to look at Friedrich on my right, but he was at the end of his wits, just like me. Same for Ludwig on our back. Ernst our flight leader sloved down a bit, so we could catch up with him. Schwarm 1, flew by above us and we spotted two enemy aircraft chasing them. They were quite far yet. Ernst waved at Friedrich and me to attack the enemy, while, he and Ludwig turned back and started flying home.
And then it hit me. I used to be quite a brave man in the trenches, but now I felt fear. It's only Friedrich and me against two Nieuport 17s and our Albatrosses. I spat out of the cockpit and started following Friedrich. He is our ace. Nothing can go wrong, if he is here with me. I was wrong. As I closed in on one of the Nieuports, I lost both Frierdich and the other enemy. The frenchman flew towards me, than turned. I tried to chase him, when I found the other one... or some of his bullets at least. The #%&*$# ended up behind me somehow. I stopped chasing the other one and tried to shake this clown off. He was good. Seemed to be better than me at least. He kept staying behind me, so all I could do is to try to avoid giving him a clean position to shoot. My plane still took some holes, but thankfully nothing serious. I took a steep dive, hoping, he will follow me and so he did. Shortly, before I hit the ground, I pulled the plane up while the frenchmen set his plan straight. This gave me the opportunity, I wanted. I was behind him and I didn't intend to let him go. I heard some shots from afar, which meant Friedrich and the other Nieuport are still fighting. I shot a few rounds towards the french and I hit. He tried the same moves, I did, to avoid hits, with lets success, so I could land a few other hits and he actually became slower! I was about less than a hundred meters behind him, when suddenly something crossed my path: the burning wreck of a Nieuport. It almost hit me! I closed on on the french from behind and shot another rounds. Suddenly his plane turned sharply to the left and fell to the ground in front ouf our observation balloon. I couldn't even believe, I won! As I looked around, I found Friedrich. He just landed his plane next to the same balloon. I saw him getting out of his plan, so I waved at him and started heading home. They will bring him back soon anyways.
When I reached our airfield, I realized, I was quite quick on the way back, as Ernst and Ludwig were about to land. I reported, I shot down a Nieuport 17 and Friedrich another one, but he will only arrive later as he was forced to land his plane. Thankfully, right next to one of our balloon-crew. Before the evening, Friedrich returned and confirmed my kill, while the balloon-crew did the same in their report.
I officially scored my first kill, after 6 days of service. It is a great feeling. I hope there is more to come. Tonight, we are going to celebrate a bit and tomorrow, we are ready to hit the skies again and hopefully we return in one piece again, but there is always the chance, that the french get the better of us next time.


Graf Roland von Fünfkirchen
10/10/1916

Mr Rawlings: Its my Non-DiD pilot using DiD rules. ( ? ) Anyway, Its a standby for when my DiD pilot is in the Hospital or whatever. I use it to practice taking Pics during fights and limit Patrols to 3 a/c or less. In this manner , I get my daily Fix of WOFF.

I too can't fly anymore without using DID. I have one pilot named "Fill in Pilot" for when I cant fly using the DID rules...wounded, grounded etc. I've tried flying around just to actually see different aircraft types, but a career without DID rules is just toooo boaring for me.

Somewhere over the Marne in France
1917.

3 Spads mix it up with 5 Albatross D-III,s


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1917.


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Combat Patrol in a D-III

Fantastic shots Carrick! I particularly like the third one.

Six of us started off on a patrol over a friendly aerodrome. After forming up Lt. Fred Peirce peeled off and headed back home. Half way through our sortie another machine leaves formation and then another as we start back. No encounters during the flight. When I land I find out the fate of Peirce. It appears his his engine burned out but he managed to crash land before dying. Nice chap, twenty three years old. The other fellows landed ok. I know our mechanics are doing the best they can but this needs to be looked into. Until today I haven't been too concerned about our machines reliability. Now I have something else to worry me.

Geeze - spooky!

creepy...but cool at the same time

Enjoying a new campaign with the legendary RFC 56 Squadron. Fresh from England and equipped with the brand new SE5. My second mission was an intercept assignment and we certainly found the enemy. Almost a dozen German Albatros fighters and two-seaters prowling near the front. My pilot (hopefully) accounted for one Albatros! We'll see if HQ actually approves his victory.

This young fellow has been in action for over 2 months pushing a docile Aviatik two-seater around the western front. After 57 hours of flying he's only had two brief brushes with the enemy; the skies aren't very active in December 1915.

(Side note: This probably sounds as boring as heck to most people, but I am having fun trying to become an early German ace following a semi-historical path and working my way up from the very bottom. I'm nuts, and freely admit it.)

Now something exciting is starting to happen; Hans has just been assigned a well-used Eindecker E1 to fly and a new fellow named Boelke has just joined the squad. In a ploddingly realistic career such as this, for me this counts as big news.



Gawd, I hope I don't kill him on my first time up in the Eindecker.