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#4499891 - 12/11/19 12:29 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) ***** [Re: Raine]  
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#4499892 - 12/11/19 12:37 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Rene Deassult Lavasure
Adjutant Esc N 68
Manancourt,en Vermois,
Verdun France,

4 e/a confirmed
4 e/a Un-confirmed
1 Trk confirmed


Dec 11. 1916

After getting Hugs from our Grief Consular Marion, it was off on Escort 2 G-4's Bombing the lines. Around Dusk, we were off again for local Defensive. Our 3 a/c got to the lines only to be socked in by low-clouds and darkness. Fired off the washout flair and found a friendly Aerodrome to let down to spend the night.

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#4499899 - 12/11/19 01:53 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Wulfe, good to see Easom fitting in so well at Naval 3! His scrap with the Fokkers made for a wonderful tale.

Harry, Laszlo has done really well considering that he was stuck with a Fokker D II for so long! Best of luck with the new Albatros. Also, I'm really curious about your work with OOTP baseball.

Fullofit, it's been a long time since I saw a one round kill like that. Pity you didn't get the confirmation. Your low level scramble mission was a real nailbiter. It's so easy to lose the pilot in a wild melee like that.

Carrick, let's hope you soon get a newer machine – perhaps one with a gunsight!

An Airman’s Odyssey – by Capt James Arthur Collins, VC, DSO, MC

Part Eighty-Eight: In which I return to the fray


It seemed at first a terrible inconvenience to be so mildly injured and yet forbidden to fly. The Major gave Captain Watley a few days’ leave and appointed me recording officer - temporary, acting. The days were mildly occupied typing reports of combat in the air, discussing King’s Regulations and Orders with the disciplinary Sergeant Major, denying trivial requests for redress, and answering silly questions from wing, brigade, and army – not to mention all and sundry at RFC HQ. In a strange way I began to enjoy the boredom of administration. In some ways it reminded me of the tasks my father gave me when I first started in the distilling business. But after three or four days I was anxious to get back into the air. I would stroll out to the sheds and have a cheery word with the lads departing for patrol.

One day Major Rodwell encountered me bidding good luck to Captain Russell and the rest of A Flight as they mounted their Spads for early patrol. “What the hell are you about, Jimmy?”

“Why, sir, I’m encouraging the gentlemen who are heading out,” I explained.

“Bugger off then,” he replied. “This is the commander’s job. Don’t you have any bumf to attend to?”

And that was when my job is recording officer lost its thrill. Fortunately, the graze in my side was healing nicely and at last I was cleared to fly the following day, 9 December 1916. I had a touch of wind-up walking out to the field. It was always a little dangerous when one first return to the air after a break. My fitter and rigger had already run up the machine, and the Hisso sounded smooth and ready. Orlebar was back from a short leave so we had the whole flight – Child, Orlebar, Hansel, and me. We had a simple defensive line patrol south of the river as far as Péronne.

The sun was still below the eastern horizon and I shivered as I donned my flying boots and coat. Once in the cockpit, however, all trace of nerves vanished. It was wonderful to be master of such a machine. I switched on the panel light that had recently been installed and scanned the faces of the instruments, all glass and brass sparkling against the fine coachwork. I waved the chocks away and turned into the wind. With engine roaring now, the Spad bounced ever more lightly over the frozen earth and lifted into the darkness. The shadow of a tree line flashed beneath. The steeple of a nearby church caught the moonlight off to my left. Icy cold now. The Milky Way hung like a gossamer veil and a thousand million stars arced overhead from horizon to horizon. The war, the misery and struggle and devastation from the Channel to the Swiss border – it was really nothing at all against this story backdrop of creation. The thunder of all the guns in France was not the single chirp of a cricket in the dark night of the universe. And if I were to be killed? Not even a flutter in the wind of time. The thought was strangely comforting.

I heard Child’s machine before its faint outline appeared off to my left. Hansel’s machine and then Orlebar’s formed up. We headed east south-east to pick up the silvery line of the Somme River. The engine droned on as we gained height. By the time we reached eight thousand feet, the sun had crept over the horizon and was catching the steeple of the cathedral in Albert with its leaning Madonna. I chuckled when I recalled that the Australians referred to her as “Fanny Durack.”

We approach the lines. Orlebar rushed ahead of the formation and waggled his wings. He seemed to be pointing down into the right. Then I saw them – three Halberstadt scouts climbing to attack. They had been escorting a pair of Rolands. We dived on them and began a spirited scrap. The Spad was “no bon” in a turning fight, but with these older Halberstadts one could make an exception. I managed to put some rounds into one of the enemy machines and might have had a chance to get behind him and finish him off but for a blasted Roland that had decided to join the fight.

I had to date little success fighting these shark-like two-seaters, and I was determined to down the thing. Unfortunately, the Hun pilot was equally determined not to oblige me. He threw his machine all over the sky while his observer put on a strong man show, manhandling his machine gun and popping away at me whenever I got within two hundred yards. In the end, the Roland dived away. Because the Spad was the quicker machine, I had a thought to give him chase, but the Hun led me low over the enemy lines and I had to break away to avoid heavy fire from the ground. In the end the fight was thrilling but inconclusive.

The next day, 10 December 1916, saw the four of us again on early patrol. This time we married up with a pair of BEs north of Doullens and escorted them to a section of the line near Vimy. No sooner had we arrived over the lines than three Albatros scouts appeared, intent on disturbing our morning. These were no everyday Huns. Although we outnumbered them, Child and Orlebar were quickly both damaged and needed to break away. I tangled with a Hun who was a very sound flyer and an even better shot. Every time his machine pointed slightly in my direction, rounds smacked through my fuselage and wings. After nearly five minutes of scrapping, I managed a head-on pass and was quite sure I had hit the HA. But by the time I could regain a little height and turn my Spad about, the Hun was gone. It often happened like this. One second sees you surrounded by friendly and enemy machines and fighting for your life; the next second finds you alone in a smiling sky. I circled about scanning around me for any sign of young Hansel. And then I spotted him down low over no man’s land. An Albatros – likely the keen fellow who had just nearly done me in – was closing on his tail. I dived at full throttle towards the two machines, now at least a mile off. Hansel was twisting and turning but was no match for the Hun. Fortunately, his manoeuvring permitted me to catch up within a minute. The Hun pilot was intent on a kill and I was able to close to fifty yards before opening fire. In a heartbeat the Albatros flicked onto its back and dived beneath me. I brought the Spad about and made one final attack as we approached the German lines. The Albatros sideslipped and attempted to land among the shell craters. I saw the machine hit the ground and turn about, shedding the wings on one side.

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"I saw the machine hit the ground and turn about, shedding the wings on one side."

I climbed westward, away from the ground fire I had attracted. I could see a machine far off to the west and hoped it was Hansel. Then there was a movement – another machine, this one heading east. I approached at full throttle. It was one of the Albatri we had engaged attempting to head home. Thanks to the excellent speed of the Spad, I was able to close on the Hun. The poor fellow had no idea I was there until it was too late. His machine spiralled down two thousand feet and crashed between the lines west of Lens.

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"His machine spiralled down two thousand feet and crashed between the lines west of Lens."

I returned to Fienvillers and was delighted to see Hansel’s machine in front of the sheds as I landed. Hansel ran from the shed to shake my hand as I dismounted. He declared that I had done him a “ripping good turn” and had saved his life and that he intended to write his parents and tell them about his heroic flight commander. I informed him that his heroic flight commander needed a bloody good drink before breakfast.

Child and Orlebar had already called in from our aerodrome at La Gorgue. I filed my report and claimed both Huns. Unfortunately, the first remained unconfirmed but the second Hun fell close to our lines and was confirmed by lunchtime. My score now stood at twenty-one.

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Hansel was a lucky man. I checked my rejected claim for the first time and discovered that the really keen German pilot was none other than Manfred von Richthofen!

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#4499940 - 12/11/19 03:58 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Raine, great episode. Always a bit of a thrill to run into MVR in the campaign smile . Well done!


Leutnant Lazlo Halasz
Jasta 1, Proville, Flanders, France
December 10th, 1916

"Wake up big fellow. There's something you're going to want to see", Gloeckel said, leaning over and shaking his room mate as he lay in his bed. Lazlo groaned and turned away toward the wall, mumbling something unintelligible. Slowly, consciousness returned to Lazlo and eventually he managed to pull himself up out of his bed. He staggered over to the window where Gloeckel was already standing, looking out. At first, with his mind befuddled from sleep, Lazlo thought something terrible had happened to his vision. Then the truth dawned.

"Snow!", whispered Lazlo, his child-like gaze taking in the white vista that lay in front of him, transforming their field into a Christmas card scene. Lazlo's breath began to fog the glass and he turned away, excitedly racing to get washed and dressed. "A Snowman! I must building a Snowman, quickly, before everything is melting". Gloeckel grinned as his giant room mate hurtled about the hut in an excited frenzy of activity. He watched from the window as Lazlo launched himself out into the winter scene and began the process of gathering the snow into clumps and rolling it into balls. He was soon joined by several other pilots and inevitably a snowball fight broke out, but Lazlo stayed intent upon his task. His fingers were growing numb but he was glowing inside. Soon he had assembled something that looked vaguely like a small, fat person.

"Very good work!" Von Keudell complimented Lazlo on his creation. "Now you need the accessories. Let's see if we have an old hat and scarf laying around somewhere".

"Needs eyes und nose, mouth also", Lazlo went hunting around the hangars for suitable items. He found various engine parts for the eyes and mouth and one of the mechanic's screwdrivers that he was able to use for the nose. Von Keudell had found some suitable items to adorn the statue with and the two men finished up the job, standing back to admire their creation.

"Excellent!" Von Keudell said. "What are you going to call him?"

"Is Boris",

"Boris, eh? As a good a name as any I suppose".

"OK, Boris, you be waiting here. We go chase Frenchmen!". Lazlo gave Von Keudell a friendly slap on the back which nearly knocked him to the ground and the two men set off to the canteen to get some breakfast.

That morning's patrol led them up and down the lines south of Monchy. They encountered a lone Sopwith Stutter who was too slippery and fast for Lazlo. Although the Halb was much more stable and easier to fly than the Fokker, it was much slower. Lazlo wondered how they were going to be able to catch anything with these machines. In the afternoon they went up again after sirens had sounded, indicating inbound enemy machines. Lazlo wondered why they waited until the enemy was almost on top of them before getting their orders to intercept. As he ran to his machine he could see the approaching craft, high up. He climbed as fast as he was able, circling the field. At about 1000Km he heard the whistle of a shell as it passed by him, landing with a large explosion near the hangars. He continued to climb, staring up at the enemy machines and they turned westward. The pursuit went on for ten minutes until eventually Lazlo reached their altitude. However, he was still a long way back and didn't seem to be gaining any distance on them. He was already over the lines and finally decided that the chase was worthless. He turned for home. At least now he had time to admire the beauty of the landscape below, transformed by its frozen blanket. It certainly was one of the prettiest things he had ever seen. Back at Proville, 'Boris' the snowman had been spared by the enemy bombs, but was faring less well against the warming weather.

"Here! What do you think you're doing helping yourself to my tools!" An angry mechanic marched up to Lazlo's snowman and pulled the screwdriver out of the melting mound. He turned sharply and stomped away.

"Ah, Boris", Lazlo looked at his sorry creation. "Such a short life you are having, and now, no nose! Well, this wartime, so what is we expect". He sighed and walked slowly back to his hut.


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#4499945 - 12/11/19 04:37 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Fullofit]  
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Originally Posted by Fullofit

Harry, looks like the difference is the engine and with that, the exhaust. The Argus on D.III spews the exhaust up and over the wing from it's short, horn-like exhaust pipe. The D.II's exhaust is to the side along the fuselage, like the Albs. If one's behind these crates it becomes easier to tell them apart just by looking at the exhaust fumes. Especially that they like to mix them up in the same Kette.


Very clever! Please stop with the Halberstadt destruction, though. We don't have that many of them.


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#4499946 - 12/11/19 04:40 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Epic stories this morning to go with a cup of java.

#4499996 - 12/12/19 01:46 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Rene Deassult Lavasure
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Manancourt,en Vermois,
Verdun France,

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1 Trk confirmed

DEC 12, 1916

No flights due to weather.

#4500099 - 12/12/19 08:46 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Harry, terrific story about Laszlo and the snowman. Sad to think that the snowman probably has a longer life expectancy than the average pilot.

Carrick, what's this about Rene and the grief counsellor? I think that cad will do anything to get a soft shoulder to lean on!

We're in for a few days of bad weather so I'd better update Collins's story…

An Airman’s Odyssey – by Capt James Arthur Collins, VC, DSO, MC

Part Eighty-Nine: In which Hansel is blooded


The next morning, 11 December, saw us once again on the first patrol. I was aloft with Hansel and Orlebar at seven, well before first light. As the others were not yet fully accustomed to flying in darkness, I established a rendezvous point over Bertangles and a second one over Albert in case anyone got lost after takeoff. As it happened, both men were on station within a couple of miles after lifting off from Fienvillers. Our task was a D. O. P. – a distant offensive patrol – this time as far as the Hun aerodrome at Hervilly, some ten or fifteen miles over.

As we climbed eastward, the eastern sky turned from black to violet to indigo and then to pink and brilliant orange. The air was so cold it stabbed it one’s throat. I looked over at Hansel, who was huddled behind his windscreen. He noticed me and gave a pukka salute. I glanced to the right at Orlebar. He too noticed me and made an obscene gesture. We crossed obliquely over the Somme and saw below the giant French aerodrome at Cappy. From here on, land from miles was devastated, pockmarked like a beaten copper plate. Not a building stood intact. Forests had been reduced to tangles of stumps and broken branches. It was like a mediaeval hellscape – without the benefit of heat. As cold as I was, I thank God I was not fighting a war down there.

It was while studying the earth below that the movement caught my eye. Two aircraft were passing in front of us, heading north. We were then at nine thousand feet and they were about four thousand feet. I waggled my wings several times and began a long dive. For a few seconds I was not sure if the two machines were friend or foe, but they soon emerged as Albatros scouts. Regrettably, the Huns had their wits about them and when we were still well out of range one broke left and the other broke right, turning to meet our attack. I picked the machine on the left, which was the higher of the two. Hansel and Orlebar took the other. I wasn’t happy about this as I wanted Hansel to remain with me.

The Hun was another good one, not as good as yesterday’s first match but still hard to get to grips with. The Spad will not turn with an Albatros so normally one has to attack and climb away gently out of range before turning back for another go. This Hun, however, had a habit of approaching me head-on and turning as soon as we passed. If I climbed away he would have a few seconds to hammer away at me with his twin Spandaus before I was out of range. He was forcing me into a turning fight in which he would have the advantage. Down low like this it was easy to stall a Spad, and stalling would certainly be fatal around this fellow. The fight dragged on for several minutes. We spiralled lower and lower. Once I tried to surprise the Hun with the turn in the opposite direction – to the left. I wanted to gain a little height and then come hard around with full rudder. But the German was too good and for the first time, rounds splattered across my wings. I came back at him, firing a long burst and skidding on full left rudder. The Hun broke into a climbing turn as I came about after the pass. He disappeared behind my upper wing – visibility in a Spad is wretched. I turned and turned but the Hun failed to show up. I banked the other way and searched all about the sky. He had disappeared.

A little to the west I saw a Spad heading north-west past Bray-sur-Somme, likely headed for the field at Morlancourt, south of Albert. There was a second machine in that direction. It was climbing and turning north and then east. I guessed that it might be a Hun giving up the chase so I dived towards it. It was indeed an Albatros and it remained oblivious to my approach, the morning sun being at my back. It passed beneath me and I rolled onto its tail. This was too easy. I waited with my thumb on the trigger as the enemy machine grew larger in the gunsight. The first burst, a long one, caused the HA role onto its back and dived vertically into the ground below. I climbed away, scanning the sky for any sign of another Spad. And there he was, coming up behind to take station off my left wingtip – Hansel! He made a throat-cutting gesture and pointed back towards the lines. Had he bagged his first Hun?

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"It passed beneath me and I rolled onto its tail."

We were down to two machines and I had no idea how much ammunition Hansel had used. The prospect of a trip into darkest Hunland did not appeal to me. I decided I would risk the Major’s wrath and head home.

As it was, Major Rodwell agreed with my decision, especially because the Ack Emmas found that one spar on my right wing and an inter-plane strut were partially shot through. Best of all, I learned that the Hun who had disappeared on me had spun down to one thousand feet in an attempt to get away, but he had pulled out of his spin within five hundred yards of Hansel. Hansel was able to get behind and below him unseen and put fifty rounds into him from point-blank range. The Albatros crashed near our gun lines and was quickly confirmed.

Hansel explained that he and Orlebar had a difficult go-round with their own Hun, the one that had broken to the right at our first attack. After several minutes of twisting and turning, Hansel had stalled and spun out of the fight. The Hun then damaged Orlebar and chased him some distance west. Just as the Hun gave up the chase and tried to go back home for breakfast, I showed up and spoilt his day. Hansel saw the whole show and supported my claim – victory number twenty-two.

In the afternoon, the skies clouded over and it began to snow. We would be grounded for the rest of the day and, according to reports, the following day or two at least. I went to the major and, pleading that I’d had quite enough administration for one month, managed to talk him into a 48-hour pass for me to take the entire flight into Amiens to celebrate Hansel’s blooding. I caught up with the others in the mess and told them. Hansel was bubbling over.

“I know, Hansel. It’s ripping,” I said.

“Better than that, sir,” he replied. “It’s absolutely corking!”


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#4500134 - 12/13/19 01:54 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Ahh. it is by arrangement and Order of the Comte de Lorraine , Escadrille 68th Commandant, for a non-combat Multi-Death Accident that Rene's section sat thru the session. Of course, Zee hugs of Zee consular were more a Pilots spontaneous decision as Rene was leaving for the flight line. Still even then, the pilots were shaken,

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#4500137 - 12/13/19 02:06 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Raine Great story installment a Corker.

#4500144 - 12/13/19 03:13 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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That’s right Raine, bugger off and attend to some bumf. That Major Rodwell is a hoot!
I see those Rolands are still giving you grief. Hopefully the Germans will retire them soon in favour of something less lethal.
Congrats on that downed Albatros and ever bigger congrats for surviving a scrap with the Baron.
Now, that was an interesting switcheroo you pulled with your men on the 11th. The intended targets were taken out by the opposite teams, but the important thing is that none of the Huns survived the encounter. Congrats on another Albatros. I’m beginning to understand why Toby doesn’t see any of them. Collins is swatting them out of the sky on those early morning missions. Leave some for the rest of us!

Harry, how does Lazlo know how to build a snowman if he’d never seen the snow before? Clever man! Too bad the chase after the intruders didn’t go so well. You may be interested to know that the last two Halberstadts Toby brought down have been confirmed. They have served their purpose and didn’t go to waste. Toby’s score is now up to 42 thanks to them.

Carrick, sounds like the loss of fellow pilots has hit Rene pretty hard. Does he still remember their names, or did the councillor’s hug therapy worked wonders?

A period of foul weather began on the 12th. The meteorological prognosis calls for a few days of snow. Toby’s stocks of brandy have thankfully been replenished.


"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys,
The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain,
From out of my arse take the camshaft,
And assemble the engine again."
#4500254 - 12/13/19 10:45 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Fullofit: The therapy reminded Rene of what a " Fighting man of France " is fighting for :

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Rene Deassult Lavasure
Adjutant Esc N 68
Manancourt,en Vermois,
Verdun France,

4 e/a confirmed
4 e/a Un-confirmed
1 Trk confirmed


Another day of rain. so off to Zee City for a day and night of diversion.



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#4500352 - 12/14/19 08:48 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Fullofit]  
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Originally Posted by Fullofit


Harry, how does Lazlo know how to build a snowman if he’d never seen the snow before? Clever man! Too bad the chase after the intruders didn’t go so well. You may be interested to know that the last two Halberstadts Toby brought down have been confirmed. They have served their purpose and didn’t go to waste. Toby’s score is now up to 42 thanks to them.



He watched a video of how to make a snowman on Youtube.


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#4500355 - 12/14/19 09:14 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Rene Deassult Lavasure
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Manancourt,en Vermois,
Verdun France,

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4 e/a Un-confirmed
1 Trk confirmed

15 Dec 1916.

Got off a Patrol in the murky weather, and ran into a mess. The Esc. flight of five were at 3000 meters just at the lines amid heavy cloud cover with limited Visibility and more thunderheads coming in from the N.E., and spotted e/a. From our distance , it looked like 1 or 2 G-4's and Escort ( 3 or 5 N-16 or 17's ) were being attacked ( a friendly was smoking and headed earthward N-16 ? ) by a flight s of mixed Halb and Albatross Scouts. I led our 5 a/c down in a diving turn and started banging away. I couldn't keep my sights on the target so zoom climbed to fire on another then dove and did a reversal as a G-4 went down, As I reloaded, a N-16 went spinning followed by a e/a on fire then another N-16 ate it. Reloaded , I dove to help only to see the e/a diving for home. Score: 1 e/a claimed, Losses: 1 N-16 my flight + 2 damaged. Friendly: 1 G-4+ 2 Newies.

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Rene Deassult Lavasure
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Manancourt,en Vermois,
Verdun France,

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1 Trk confirmed

Dec 16, 1916.

Oh mon dieu ! a close call indeed. Our section (3) machines we in a slight climb as we crossed NML when a enemy machine passing thru the clouds in front of us almost Mid Air our Scouts. It split apart our section then we gave chase. I made one pass ( 18-20 rds ) then broke right in a zoom. My two wing men both firing hit the Blue e/a who promptly flipped over and spun into the ground. score: 1 e/a for a few holes A Sunday Driver to quote Zee English.

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#4500613 - 12/17/19 02:22 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Rene Deassult Lavasure
Adjutant Esc N 68
Manancourt,en Vermois,
Verdun France,

4 e/a confirmed
4 e/a Un-confirmed
1 Trk confirmed

Dec 17 1916.


Rain all flights cancelled. soon we will be in a sea of mud at this rate.

#4500713 - 12/17/19 06:07 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: HarryH]  
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Originally Posted by HarryH
He watched a video of how to make a snowman on Youtube.

Harry, you meant SieRöhre, I’m sure.

Carrick, more action for the weary Rene. While everyone else is enjoying some well deserved time off, you must guard the front lines by your lonesome. Good luck to you.

Finally the weather improved on the 16th to send out a patrol over the enemy front lines between Arras and Albert. It was quiet and no enemy machines were encountered by Toby’s flight. Some crazy French pilot from Esc N68 has chased all the Huns away.
It was same deal the next day. Toby was sent along with the two flights to patrol friendly airspace over Cachy. Heavy and dark clouds were gathering all around them. They arrived over the target and on the return leg Mulberry’s engine failed. He had to land at Villers-Bretonneux. The rain began to come down in sheets as he landed. There was no chance to get back to Vert Galand today.


"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys,
The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain,
From out of my arse take the camshaft,
And assemble the engine again."
#4500725 - 12/17/19 06:46 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Ah, I stand corrected Fullofit smile

Finally the weather improved on the 16th and Lazlo was able to lead a patrol to the nearby field of Brayelles, where they were to remain in the area for 21 minutes. Lazlo was about to lead his pilots back home when he spotted kette eins engaged with what sounded like Nieuports. On arriving at the scene he caught one brief glimpse of an enemy Nieuport, which had clearly spotted his kette's arrival and had decided enough was enough. No point in pursuing, he was too fast for the Halbs.

Back at Proville, they discovered ten Albatros DIIs sitting on the field waiting for them. Finally! Next time they might just catch that pesky Frenchman, though Lazlo to himself, excitedly.


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good stories guys.

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