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#4508600 - 02/27/20 02:19 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) ***** [Re: Raine]  
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Feb 27, 1917.

Posted to Defensive Patrol. 7 a/c no contact although U could hide a Wing of e/a on those clouds.

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#4508603 - 02/27/20 03:00 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Leutnant Lazlo Halász,
Jasta1, Proville, Flanders
February 24th-26th 1917

Voices, shouting. Blurry figures running this way and that. Smoke drifting through the chill winter air. Lazlo, dazed and aching, was able to drag himself away from the wreckage of his DIII, crawling on all fours, incredulous that he was still alive. The trouble had started only fifteen minutes before, when the pilots had been summoned by the klaxon horn, alerted to the approaching hostile machines headed for their field. They knew the drill by now. These scramble missions had become all too frequent in recent weeks. No sooner had Lazlo’s machine left the ground than he heard the splatter of bullets hitting the mud below. Sopwith Triplanes everywhere it seemed, their nasty buzzing engines filling his ears with noise. He was immediately thrown into one gigantic melee and had to pull sharply on the stick to avoid crashing into one of his fellow pilots. Moments later, two Albatri, one after another, zipped past right in front of him! Surely this was a recipe for disaster. After much twisting and turning, Lazlo was finally able to get one of the RNAS tormentors in his sights, but it was getting away. He loosed a few salvos, but had to turn away sharply when he became aware of another triplane approaching his tail. Around they went until Lazlo realized he was perilously close to the ground. The tip of his lower right plane scraped in the mud and he lost control, as the Albatros pitched up onto its nose and came crashing down again on its side.



Yesterday had been so different. Finally able to to take to the air after days of inactivity, Lazlo and his men had come across a pair of triplanes that were clearly headed home. They had snuck up behind and brought them both down. Lazlo claimed one of them and it was approved that same day. Back in the mess they had been discussing the incident. Lazlo gave his opinion that, with three planes instead of two, it just meant there was more to hit, so triplanes weren’t to be feared. Today, battered and bruised, he had changed his mind about that.

To be continued...

#4508606 - 02/27/20 03:05 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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I am amazed I'm still in this thing with Lazlo after that mission. You know that feeling when you hit Control Q, and then your heart goes into your mouth as you hit enter....and your'expecting to see... "SADLY, YOUR PILOT HAS DIED..." I was absolutely shocked to see that, not only did Lazlo survive, but he wasn't even wounded!

This was the single most intense and scary combat I've had in WOFF, and the terrible thing is, I didn't capture the video properly. All I ended up with was audio and a black screen! Still trying to get the settings right with the new RTX card. Next time, I promise!

#4508622 - 02/27/20 11:26 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: carrick58]  
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In a fair world, Toby would be in a BE2 as a Observer with a Rock.

Hahahahaha! Please .....! ahoy

#4508651 - 02/27/20 04:37 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Grishin, super pictures! You made the right decision not to go after the Nieuports!

Raine, I hope the ‘Chateau and vineyard buying mod’ is available to us all soon! Another super chapter ... I’m sensing a plot twist, so can’t wait for chapter 101!

Carrick58, keep going old chap!

Harry, close call! Tripes over the airfield is a nightmare! Glad you gave ‘em what for the day before. As I read your account I thought you end up in the bed next to me! I'm so chuffed we've still got Lazlo with us! Safe Hunting!

Fullofit, 5 claims! We are falling like leaves in Autumn to your guns! Congratulations mate super report and video!

Sebastian von Toombs
16 confirmed victories
13 unconfirmed victories

27th February 1917

Hospital
I had a visitor today Kitty! She made the 12 hour journey overnight to the hospital. She was a healing balm beyond all expectations. I awoke to see her smiling face beaming at me, with such warmth than the rosey fingers of dawn paled in comparison. She was able to spend three blissful hours with me. We walked around the grounds, pointing out the freshly flowering spring daffodils and crocuses. We held hands and started to make plans for our summer wedding.

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“...I awoke to see her smiling face beaming at me...”

She was bubbling with excitement after hearing from her brother, who we’d all assumed dead. He is alive and a prisoner of war. His unit were making nightly trench raids, He was captured in one such raid, while exploring a section of reportedly uninhabited trench. His three-man team stumbled into a squad of British soldiers. Out gunned and ambushed the three of them have been taken to a prisoner of war camp in Scotland. From there he was able to write, asking for warm clothing and some cake he is well, in rude health and says he is being treated well, but is finding Scotland very cold. Kitty’s only confusion was that there were a number of spelling mistakes in his letter, which is so unusual for him as he is so precise in everything.

As she left she made me promise, my finger-tips to her lips, that I would restrain myself in the air. She feels I’ve taken too many risks in battle. And of course she’s right, my goal has been to be the greatest fighter pilot in the Luftstreitkräfte, to match Manfred von Richthofen’s victory score - to make her proud, to make my family and nation proud. But most of all to prove myself to me. I need to ponder these things. Too late, I realised Kitty had left her brother's letter.

To be continued....

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#4508662 - 02/27/20 06:54 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Seb,

Ooh, now this is a plot straight out of Boy's Own Paper! Some secret spy stuff is in the offing. And that Kitty is a smasher. If she would care to travel about an hour farther west, I know a fellow who would love to share a bottle of fine Pomerol with her whilst whispering sweet nothings. That would be caddish, I know, but what the hell.

#4508679 - 02/27/20 09:31 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Raine, glad you are back Sir!

Harry, I feel your pain, wait until Gunther’s next story. Yes, I know that feeling well. It’s like waiting for the doctor to come in after looking at your X-ray.

Seb, what was your story about? I could not keep my eyes off Kitty! Gave me the vapors.


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#4508691 - 02/27/20 11:01 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Oh that sounds a tad ominous, MFair. Are all the German pilots going to end up in hospital? I thought we were supposed to be nearing a period of dominancy! Not so much bloody April as bloody Tripes!!

...and while I'm on that subject (again), on behalf of the Kaiser, Lazlo and his fellow pilots politely request that Mullberry turn up his difficulty settings a bit. Five Halbs in one mission, it's just not fair! A few ticks of head shake in the workshop settings might be sufficient to throw off his aim a bit to give us more of a chance!

Leutnant Lazlo Halász,
Jasta1, Proville, Flanders
February 27th 1917

Nervous. There was no escaping the fact. Lazlo's hands were shaking as he pulled on his flying gauntlets. Today's run was south to knock down an enemy observation balloon and although Lazlo had a good record of success with these things, he was deeply concerned about meeting more of those devilish triplanes that had invaded the area. They had been informed by high command that the triplanes were from RNAS-1, a crack British unit based at a field in Chipilly, only ten miles or so west of Proville. As it turned out, the balloon mission was a smooth affair, despite some slightly bumpy conditions caused by the wind, and Lazlo was able to bring down the target with just a single pass.



Once back at Proville, Lazlo quickly changed into his regular clothes and headed off to visit his sweetheart at the hospital. He knew she was on a shift until 9pm that evening, but was hoping they might be able to take a late supper somewhere in the village once she was finished.

...........



"Now then, you hold still while I sort out your pillows and then we'll get your medicines". Nurse Higginstein was busy taking care of one of the newer arrivals to the hospital.

"I'm sorry, I don't know your name?", said the young pilot, as the nurse plumped the pillow and began to tuck it behind his head".

"Go on then, lean forward!", she ordered, impatiently.

"Well? What is it then?" He smiled at her playfully. She blushed a little.

"Go on with you! Why do you care anyhow? Your lady friend is obviously crazy about you", She winked at him, knowingly.

"Ah yes, Kitty. She's marvelous, don't you think?"

"Yes, very pretty indeed, so you just behave yourself if you want to hang onto her! Besides, my Lazlo's coming to see me this evening. He's a pilot, like you!"

"Really? Which unit? What machine does he fly? A two seater or scout?". Herr Von Toombs was very curious to know more.

"Oh, I don't know anything about that sort of thing. You can ask him yourself when he gets here. I'll introduce you to him." The nurse skillfully administered the medicines without spilling anything down the pilot's nightshirt and made sure he was settled before returning to the front office to wait for Lazlo.





To be continued...

#4508697 - 02/27/20 11:52 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: HarryH]  
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"Really? Which unit? What machine does he fly? A two seater or scout?". Herr Von Toombs was very curious to know more.

"Oh, I don't know anything about that sort of thing. You can ask him yourself when he gets here. I'll introduce you to him." The nurse skillfully administered the medicines without spilling anything down the pilot's nightshirt and made sure he was settled before returning to the front office to wait for Lazlo.


Can’t wait to meet you old chap! You can help me decipher Kitty’s letter ...

Ps you video quality it superb, what do you use? I’ve been using the Nvida experience one, and it’s quite blurry at times. Yours was first class! Loved watching the balloon slowly explode!

See you when you visit the wonderful Nurse Higginstein!

#4508708 - 02/28/20 12:43 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: SebToombs]  
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In a fair world, Toby would be in a BE2 as a Observer with a Rock.

Hahahahaha! Please .....! ahoy

So, the consensus is that Toby should start to fly with a rock, head shake and using his offhand. Even MvR didn’t have to do that. A rock, huh? He probably would still down something with it. You know, two Halberstadts with one stone ...

Harry, ah yes, the Tripes. Meeting them is not a pleasant experience, as most of you Huns can attest to that. They’re not cuddly. But Lazlo is indestructible and even three wings aren’t enough to bring him down. Glad he’s still with us. Careful about that von Toombs character. Nurse Higginstein appears to be very impressionable. Shame on you Herr von Toombs! What would Kitty say?

Seb, Mulberry had been worried he will soon be surpassed in claims by this German Flieger, but it looks like Kitty just made him think twice about his reckless race to stardom. Toby can now breathe easier. So, what’s in that letter?

27 February, 1917 09:00
Furnes, Flanders Sector
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SC Tobias Chester Mulberry VC, DSC&Bar, DSO&Bar
68 confirmed kills

New chap arrived on the base today. Flight Lieutenant Tom Bristed was assigned to be Mulberry’s new wingman. Toby welcomed the new man and invited him to celebrate his last four confirmed kills from yesterday by opening a fresh bottle of brandy. It had a sweet taste of victory written all over it.
The brass hats tasked the Sopwith Sailors with escort duty of 2 Strutters from RNAS-5 on reconnaissance of the front lines around Diksmuide. There was no enemy contact during the entire mission. Toby wasn’t sure if he should be glad or curse these long, boring missions. At least the ‘A’ flight saw some action. Compstone claimed two and Booker one. The mess will be rowdy tonight.


"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."
#4508716 - 02/28/20 01:39 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Fullofit]  
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Originally Posted by Fullofit
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In a fair world, Toby would be in a BE2 as a Observer with a Rock.

Hahahahaha! Please .....! ahoy

So, the consensus is that Toby should start to fly with a rock, head shake and using his offhand. Even MvR didn’t have to do that. A rock, huh? He probably would still down something with it. You know, two Halberstadts with one stone ...



...well yes, all that should slow him down a little, providing it's a big rock smile

Congrats on the 4 confirmed, Fullofit!

#4508728 - 02/28/20 03:28 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Fullofit, I definitely think it's time that we got our modding gurus working on the "rock mod." 68 kills is an incredible record. Isn't it time that Toby took a posting (in the Royal Navy, one is drafted, not posted) to a training squadron? Or maybe a lecture tour? Or maybe time off for a breast reduction? Anyway, congratulations!

Great storytelling by Harry and Seb! I love the way the characters in this campaign become interwoven.

Carrick, where have you been the last few days? We miss you. Have your kinky nurses entrapped Nigel?

Here's the next instalment from Collins…


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

Part One Hundred Two: In which I am tasked with shortening the war


We arrived back at the squadron exhausted from another ponderous crawl across the French rail system. No comfort this time. Instead a cramped compartment with wooden benches and missing slats. We reported to the Recording Officer and I asked for a word with the Major. Major Harvey-Kelly invited me into his office. There I informed him of our trip to Bordeaux and my business dealings there.

“You realise, of course, that what you two have done violates King’s Regulations and Orders?” he said. I said that I did it. “Well then, Collins, you’ll owe me a bottle of your best. That is your punishment and we'll say no more of it.” I thanked him profusely, apologised qfor disobeying orders, and promised him I would get his bottle on my next illegal trip down south. “Does this mean that you will no longer be receiving cases of Yukon Gold whisky?”

“Yes sir, it does,” I replied.

“Well thank God for that,” said Major Harvey-Kelly. “Calling that Canadian swill whisky would land you in hospital back in Ireland. It would be considered a form of atheism. Let’s go over to the mess and will drink a toast to your new venture.”

In the week and a half since Davison and I left the squadron, little had changed. We were blessed with no casualties and Mr Wade, our diminutive new Canadian pilot, had even shot down a DFW – his second victory. It was a joyous night in the mess, with Rowle at the piano singing “When Very Lights Are Shining” and “Abdul Abulbul Amir.” I retired early to my hut. Xavier and Bolster, the other two flight commanders, were still in the mess.

I lit a candle on our small round table and took from my pocket a carefully folded piece of paper with the address of Thérèse Arnaud. She had been on my mind for two days now. I recalled our long tour of the vineyards, when in ever-improving English she chatted enthusiastically about the heavy blue soil, how the vines were cut back in a bad year, and how her family would not issue a vintage unless it met the highest standard. I had asked qpuestion after question, but scarcely heard the answers. She had noticed and teased me about it. And then she took me by the arm and led me across the fields to see the neighbouring vineyards. There were several nearby that were suffering from the wartime economy. I was still balancing the opportunity against the risk in my head. I realised that Thérèse seemed to know as much about the winemaking business as anyone except their head vintner. I asked her if she was willing to stay on after the sale and help us. She asked me if my intentions were honourable and I could see the devilish twinkle in her green eyes.

“I am not like most men,” I told her with all the false indignity I could muster. “Most men would want you around just to look at your beautiful face. I, however, am a serious young businessman and require your sagesse.” She burst out laughing and told me she would be delighted to be my wise but ugly assistant. After all, there were enough young men in Libourne who were willing to follow her down the street. She said that her job would be to ensure that we continued to produce the finest Pomerol and that my job would be to get the work done with quickly.

“It’s a deal,” I told her. I held out my hand and she shook it. And then without thinking what I was about, I kissed her. She was shocked and her first inclination was to slap me. I told her that kissing ugly girls was an act of charity and that one ought not to be slapped for it. Then she kissed me back.

I took down my box of stationary from our rickety bookshelf, opened my pen, and began to write: “Ma douce Thérèse...”

On our return to Paris, Davison and I had one last night. We dined at the Ritz and took a long walk along the Seine. The city was a near total darkness. On our return to the Hotel Mirabeau, I found Alex Anderson waiting in the lobby. She expressed disappointment that I had not called her after the dinner at Robert Service’s apartment. We retired to the lobby bar for brandies and chatted for some time about our experiences in England. She was uncertain whether she would be staying in Paris once this Gibbons fellow arrived from Chicago. What she really wanted was a pass to tour the front, and she asked whether it might be possible for her to do a story about the Flying Corps, and perhaps about the several Americans in British service. She was a striking woman, but I found myself thinking about Thérèse the whole while. I told her I would have a word with someone about her story if and when I met the right person to talk to. And then I arranged a taxi for her.

The next few days brought us to the end of the month. We flew one mission each day, a light schedule. I spent a good part of each day in the sheds working on my machine and learning from Sgt McGlashan and his Ack Emmas. The only eventful day was the first day back, 25 February 1917. That morning was cold but relatively clear, with towering cumulus clouds between eight and ten thousand feet. Major Harvey-Kelly flew with us, making the patrol four strong: Wade, Reed, Harvey-Kelly, and me. We headed north-east to Bethune and then patrolled into Hunland between Lens and Lille. There were several Hun aerodromes in this area and we were on the hunt. I led the flight about fifteen miles over, climbing to sixteen thousand feet. We were close to our maximum altitude. It was the highest I had been in a Spad and the machine staggered in the thin air at the slightest touch of the control column. We fired a few rounds from our Vickers guns every five minutes to keep their mechanisms from freezing. The slightest effort left one gasping for breath. Now we had the morning sun at our back and we stalked north and south watching for any Hun taking off.

After about an hour of fruitless patrolling I decided to fly south-west towards Lens. Scarcely had I turned about when I noticed Wade and the Major turn westward and begin diving. I quickly saw what they were about. A lone two seater was heading north-east towards Haubourdin. It was down around five thousand feet. But no sooner had Wade and Harvey-Kelly left us than seven Albatri appeared. They were less than two miles off to the south and about a thousand feet above us. I fired a red flare in the hope of alerting our two departed colleagues. There was no time to waste. I led Reed westward in a shallow, full-throttle dive towards the lines. This brought us across the balloon line north of Lens and the greasy black puffs of Archie pointed this out to the marauding Albatri above. The seven HA immediately turned towards us and dived in for the kill. Reed must have panicked because he turned towards the north west and dived more steeply with a Hun closing on him from above. I maintained my shallow dive due west, counting three Huns who had picked me out. As fast as my Spad was, the enemy machines were gradually gaining on me. Fortunately, one of the three gave up the chase. As I approached the torn scar of the front lines, I turned on my pursuers. We exchanged wild bursts in several head-on rushes. There was no chance of outmanoeuvring these two Huns. Both were painted mostly red and both were clearly skilled pilots. I saw a chance to break away after a minute or two, and resumed my dive to the west, edging slightly towards the north in the hope of passing over friendly balloon lines – if I made it that far!

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"But no sooner had Wade and Harvey-Kelly left us than seven Albatri appeared."

The Huns again closed the distance, but more gradually this time. At length I crossed the British trenches below and saw the first white-grey bursts of Archie around my pursuers. Down to two thousand feet by now, I turned to attack. I could not turn quickly enough to get a bead on the nearest Albatros, who peppered my Spad with machine-gun fire. So I began firing at the machine behind him. The leading Hun must have been in a sharp turn, because as the second Hun passed beneath me and I looked behind I saw the two machines come together for an instant. The second Hun seemed unhurt but the leading Albatros wobbled as it turned towards the east. It took only a second or two to close on it and give it a short burst. I saw the Albatros roll onto its back and begin a spin downwards.

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"Down to two thousand feet by now, I turned to attack."

There was no time to watch it fall, for now the other Hun was firing at me. He was clearly a better pilot in a better machine. No matter what I did, the red nosed Albatros ended on my tail and more bullets ripped in to my machine. Yet the Spad is a sturdy thing and it showed no hint of failing. Again and again, I sacrificed height in attempts to turn under my opponent. Down low, a Spad can easily surprise an unwary pilot with a snap stall.

We had been fighting nearly ten minutes when I managed a full-deflection burst from one hundred yards. The Hun attempted to turn towards me but something was not working to the enemy pilot’ s satisfaction, for he broke off the fight. I got behind him and fired more than a hundred rounds. He turned on me and we circled about, with his Albatros gradually gaining on my Spad. I broke away and he turned east again. Again I closed on him, this time firing one hundred and fifty rounds from two hundred yards until point-blank range. The Hun still did not fall. He turned on me one more time. We tangled any put more rounds into my Spad. I broke off and he headed east again. Again I chased him, this time through an artillery barrage only five hundred feet below. Then several machine guns from the German trenches found me, punching yet more holes into the Spad. There was little time left, and little ammunition too. I fired my last hundred rounds from close range and then climbed away, cursing. I was sure that the Hun had escaped. But as I climbed I noticed the Albatros had turned in a wide circle and was losing altitude. It hit the ground in front of the German trenches, bounced once, and settled into a shell hole.

I reported the first Albatros as merely driven down and the second is forced to land. To my joy, however, Captain Watley received confirmation that the first HA had crashed near Givenchy and that the second one was seen to break up as it landed. Both Albatri were therefore confirmed, victories number 30 and number 31!

Perhaps I could get this war over with sooner as Thérèse had asked. It would not be easy. The mechanics counted 47 bullet holes in my machine. And Wade, little ebullient Wade, did not return.

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#4508735 - 02/28/20 05:27 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Well, just brilliant story telling Raine. Your vacation has refreshed your writing skills, for sure.

#4508769 - 02/28/20 01:39 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Raine, I’m with Harry ... absolutely brilliant story telling.

Fullofit, a rock wouldn’t hold you back you are a machine! 4 more victories- great Job!

Harry, I loved seeing Seb in your story. Thank you!

Sebastian von Toombs
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I was pretty low after Kitty left. Nurse Higginstein, was very kind, I found out she’s stepping out with a fellow pilot from Jasta 6, one Leutnant Lazlo Halász. She showed me a photograph of her young man. He was a striking fellow, piercing, intelligent eyes, that belayed a quick shrewd brain, a handsome aquiline face with a jaunty humorous smile. I was sure I’d like the fellow.

I opened Kitty’s brothers letter, it read....

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I agree with Kitty, it’s very odd, he is a very well read and precise man, why so many mistakes? I’ll ask Lazlo Halász if he thinks there maybe more to it than meets the eye?

To be continued...

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#4508784 - 02/28/20 03:26 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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End of month reports due! Please us following format.

Captain James Arthur Collins, VC, DSO, MC
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SPAD VII
332 missions
317.57 hours
31 victories
57 claims

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My End of month report ...

Feldwebel Sebastian von Toombs, Iron Cross First Class, Iron Cross Second Class.
Royal Prussian Jagdstaffel 18
Halluin/Rekkem, Flanders
Albatros DIII
22 missions
17.3 hours
16 victories
26 claims

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Jasta 18
In Hospital

I've spent some time with Leutnant Lazlo Halász, he is an utter gentleman, and more impressive in person than in nurses photograph. He stood ramrod straight, with a merry glint in those intelligent eyes. I can see why Nurse Higginstein feels as strongly about him as she does. They were going out to dinner together, before he left he cast a shrewd eye over Kitty's letter, as intrigued as I. We wondered if the spelling mistakes formed some kind of hidden message, that would perhaps make it through the British inspection that was bound to happen to all letters. we set about with red ink marking the errors
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If it was a message I couldn't make any sense of it ... "use a iro really"
Nurse Higginstein was hungry and Halász a busy days flying ... he said he would think about it as he ate, "Not too much old man" I winked as he left arm in arm with Nurse Higginstein ....

To Be continued

#4508817 - 02/28/20 07:04 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Raine, I will provide my end of month report after I fly today's mission.

Apologies if 10 screenshots is too much.

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*Six Nieuports spotted. Time to go home.

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*Two Nieuports dive in from above.

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*Bored with me, they turn on Franz Scheller.

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*Franz is down.

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*I get below the Nieuport to let my observer take a shot. No dice.

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*I get behind him and shoot. On target.

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*After a loop, I get another burst in. He's hit again.

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*Another loop. His engine is dead. One final burst.

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*Down he goes.

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*My first victory.

Last edited by grishin; 02/28/20 08:39 PM.
#4508821 - 02/28/20 08:26 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Good work, Grishin!!!!

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