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#4560979 - 03/22/21 10:13 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) ***** [Re: Raine]  
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Lt. Casey, thank you words of encouragement. Rudi’s score is rather high for such a short time at the front. Hopefully this new version of WoFF will cut down on easy kills and the scores will be more realistic. For now Rudi’s score rises drastically as you will see in the following report.

Carrick, looks like Walter has had some adventure over the Front. Hopefully Lt. Wolf will forgive him for making a mess of his plane.

Albert, I agree with Lou, smart move to follow the orders on that first outing. He can now engage as he pleases. Time to show them what he’s made of.

Lou, hosiery business? But Rudi had his sights set on becoming the official supplier of woollen pointy hats for the military. With the push in full swing, they’ll need more of those hats.
Question: why does HQ think Freddy will do more good up north instead of stemming the Hun tide near St-Quentin?

Epower, 50? Forget about it. Rudi has his sights set on that glorious 80!
So, Oliver is waiting for the shoe to drop, but until then he is still enjoying Clarissa’s company. And why not? It’s not like Eliza is waiting for him with her arms wide open. It looks now that it is Clarissa standing in front of him with her arms wide open. But as Oliver noticed himself, was it for his benefit, or her own?
Wonderful writing, as always and as to Mrs. Walsingham ... bring her to Monaco, I think.

22 March, 1918 09:05
Guise, Flanders Sector
Jasta 19, JG II
Leutnant Rudolf Emil Fuchs EK1, HHO
48 confirmed kills

Only light spring showers remained in the area as a reminder of the recent poor weather, but the sun was up and warming the air at ground level. Up high it was a different story. The frigid air was still ever present and making a good job of biting at any exposed parts of Rudi’s skin.
With the ground attack in its early stages Jasta 19 was sent to patrol enemy front lines between Tergnier and Roupy.
They really didn’t have to get far to meet the hostile planes. A flight of SPADs descended upon them while they were still taking off. Rudi shot down two of the devils and then decided to continue with the mission.

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While over the Front he saw Schwarm Eins tangling with some Strutters. He waited below and when they’d descended to his level, he attacked. Once the two-seater was dealt with, Fuchs proceeded to complete his mission.

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That’s when he encountered another Strutter heading his way. The two-seater must have been very unlucky to meet Rudi’s Schwarm unescorted. The rear gunner was spraying hate in Fuchs’ direction but he easily outmatched the obsolete biplane and sent it down. As he was about to finish off the falling prey Rudi noticed another Strutter fly by. This had to be second most unlucky Strutter in the entire Aéronautique Militaire to cross Rudi’s path. He engaged. The biplane went down in flames soon after. The mission was now considered over and Rudi returned to base with the rest of his Schwarm in tow. All five of his claims were easily confirmed by Ltn. Leusch later that day.

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"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."
#4560996 - 03/22/21 11:40 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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RT – a hearty welcome to Mr Emmons! We now have American flyboys everywhere we look. Perhaps we will have to put in an order with Fullofit to thin out the crop (just kidding – that would be mean). I love the look of your diary. The Nieuport 28 is a machine I have not yet flown, so I’m looking forward to reading more about it.
MFair – congratulations on bagging that Pfalz.
Fullofit – no matter where you fly, your enemy keep serving up above a buffet of Spads for Rudi! And special congratulations for your latest achievement of five confirmations! Incredible!
Albert – welcome, Mr Harrison! It will be lovely to see that screaming Indian head in action. Glad to see he got a good reception on arrival.
Carrick – your man has been in the thick of it right enough. His albatrosses getting a little long in the tooth. With luck the new Fokkers will arrive early. Congratulations on your first victory!
Lou – best of luck with the charms of Droglandt.
Epower – another wonderful episode, and I chuckled at the bit about the one poor bookstore in Hay. The photograph of the Elizabethan sovereign was magnificent. Is there a story there?

War Journal of Flight Commander George Ewan MacAlister, DSO, DSC
8 Squadron, RNAS
Serny, France

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"It was easily witnessed as pieces of the Hun littered the sky all about."

I changed my departure for Glasgow to Monday so that I could see Bronwyn on the weekend. Squadron Commander Draper had laid on church divisions in the spare hangar for Sunday morning, but I reminded him that I was on leave and not compelled to parade, and soon disappeared with the sidecar for Old St Mary’s. Bronwyn sat by herself near the rear of the church and I slipped into the pew beside her. There was no point in being coy since the tea dance on Saturday. The entire village knew that the teacher and the airman were a couple. We sat and stood together, rising and falling with the tide, an hour’s investment in quelling filthy gossip. A fine High Church officer like me would never think of carrying Bronwyn off to London, there to ensconce ourselves in the Savoy, ordering oysters and champagne to the suite until they stopped working…

But my mind is wandering. We strolled down to the clifftops after the service. Bronwyn had packed a small picnic basket, which she had left in the cleft of an oak in the churchyard. We stretched out on a blanket on the grass. Bronwyn, I learned, was a deft artist and sketched a very good likeness of me smoking my pipe and staring out to sea. I protested that I had no image of her and she said that she had no photographs here in Walmer. I had seen a photographer’s studio in Dover and said we should have our pictures done. That brought up the inevitable discussion of the near future.

I speculated that the squadron would be allowed to rest on home establishment for at least a couple of months and likely would return to France but be situated near Dunkirk for the coastal patrols and raid interception. She wanted me to meet her parents before too long but needed time to prepare them. She even took notes about my rank and decorations. “What will you do after the war?” she asked.

That one stopped me in my tracks. I had no intention of following my father into medicine. Engineering left me cold and I was not artistic. “How does your father vote? Conservative?” I asked.

“God no,” said Bronwyn. “He is a Liberal through and through.”

“How convenient. I plan to run for Parliament as a Liberal candidate.”

Bronwyn looked at me with a squint. “How long has this plan been in the works?” she asked.

“About five to ten seconds I should think,” I replied. “It’s the only job I’m qualified for, given that it requires no qualifications at all.” We had a good laugh and agreed that it would be a satisfactory answer when that question inevitably arose. I would simply have to learn something about Liberal politics.

I walked back to the town, where we stopped for tea. I promised to see her on my return from Scotland next weekend. We stepped back into the street and I heard a loud hello. It was our dispatch rider, Warrington. “I have been looking for you everywhere, sir. Your machine is still by the church.”

“Yes, and I’m hoping you can give me a lift there. What is all the fuss about?”

“Movement orders, sir. All ranks are to return tonight and be prepared to move by eleven tomorrow morning. Something big is up with the Hun and we are bound for France immediately.” I looked it Bronwyn encouraged quietly to myself. Our parting was rushed and, worst of all, witnessed by Warrington. In less than a minute I was settled into his sidecar and heading back to the church for my own motorcycle.

We flew out of Walmer early the following afternoon, bound for Teteghem. We spent one night there and transferred to Serny, a large aerodrome about ten miles south of Saint-Omer. There we settled into Nissen huts and squared our kit away.

The other squadrons at Serny were all RFC. We shared a mess with a DH4 squadron, all solid fellows and very generous. We were given to understand that we would move again within a week but the situation demanded our presence for the moment. Further, the number of aeroplanes assigned to a Camel squadron increased to 25 and several new pilots joined us here. Richthofen’s circus had moved south and was challenging our control of the front near the Somme and south of Arras.

We flew our first patrol from Serny at three in the afternoon of Tuesday, 19 March 1918. I led Thomas, Fowler, White, and two new men – Gerrard and Mann, the latter of which was inexplicably known as “Pedro.” We flew an offensive patrol to Haubourdin. There we encountered a large group of Albatri. I managed to isolate one and shoot it down over the airfield there. It was confirmed for my forty first victory.

On 20 March, we patrolled east of Bethune, looking for two seaters. Instead we found a large group of Albatros scouts and engaged in a protracted dogfight. I got behind one EA and put fifty rounds into him when his wings simply folded up and fell away. It was easily witnessed as pieces of the Hun littered the sky all about. Victory number forty-two.

That afternoon, however, the Huns turned the table on us. We encountered a group of Fokker triplanes and immediately began to mix it with them. I found myself with a particularly crafty Hun on my tail whom I could not shake off. He holed my petrol tank and I experienced the stomach turning fear of having petrol spraying over one’s boots in the air. Fortunately, our C flight arrived just in time to distract the enemy while I dived away for home, eventually putting down a mile short of our aerodrome at La Gorgue.

I had planned to write Bronwyn that evening but preferred to sip whisky quietly instead.

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#4561003 - 03/23/21 12:57 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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#4561019 - 03/23/21 09:52 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Lou, glad to see you back in the air at least. You might be on the periphery of things at the moment but for how long.

Epower, what a wonderful tale of romance and cards. He must really have fallen for that young lady to talk so candidly about himself like that.

Fullofit, wow, what a haul! Surely you can't be far off getting a call from the Kaiser methinks? However, jeez, I know the entente are desperate for information but throwing unescorted Strutters across the lines in March 1918? All you can do is your duty and shoot them down.

Raine, a rude ending to your romantic entanglement, but you made up for it with two kills and an icy foot bath. Well done getting down safely.


"A great deal of an aeroplane could be holed without affecting its ability to fly. Wings and fuselage could be—and often were—pierced in 50 places, missing the occupants by inches (blissfully unaware of how close it had come until they returned to base). Then the sailmaker would carefully cover each hole with a square inch of Irish linen frayed at the edges and with a brushful of dope make our aircraft 'serviceable' again within an hour."
#4561031 - 03/23/21 12:50 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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2nd Lieutenant James Harrison
103rd Aero
La Noblette Airfield
23rd March 1918

We breakfasted early this morning. Major Thaw had called another full briefing for 8am.

"Gentleman, I'm not going to beat about the bush here, the situation up in Flanders is grave. The Germans have launched large scale assaults on several positions and have broken through at several points. The main thrusts seem to be at the British lines at present and obviously reinforcements are being rushed in"

"As for the situation here" the Major continued...."for all we know the Germans are massed just across the front there waiting to do the exact same thing to us, needless to say the French are mighty nervous and will be throwing a lot of two seaters up to try and see what's going on"

"Our job today will be to seek out any enemy formations and send them packing, to protect those two seaters. To this end we will all be flying together, A and B flights".

The Major read out the members of each flight, Jimmy was in B today.

"Keep your eyes open at all times and signal any thing you see"

"We'll be heading towards Verdun along the lines again. Take off will be 10.45am. Go get yourselves ready and report for flight briefing at 10" the Major concluded.

10.45 came and Jimmy took off with the rest, he looked along the line of aircraft on both sides of him. Once airborne they made their way north and climbed up to 4000 meters. The clouds were still present but fewer today and Jimmy saw the front clearly...'jeez' he thought 'we are close aren't we'.

They then moved off east toward Verdun. It was a sunny spring day and all was quiet until Jimmy who was on the left hand side of the formation spotted aircraft heading the other way. He focussed his eyes and breathed a big sigh of relief, it was a formation of Strutters near the lines. A few minutes passed, then he spotted something else....what was that? More aircraft? Yes definitely, a large group in arrow formation heading the same way as the Strutters a few minutes before.

Jimmy throttled his engine and wobbled his wings. The formation slowed slightly and Jimmy pointed off to his left.....a few moments later he saw Major Thaw give a signal for the formation to head to port.....this was it!

Jimmy saw he had height on the group he'd spotted so decided to use this. As they closed slightly he saw they were definitely enemy aircraft. Albatros scouts by the look of it. Just then the enemy formation must have seen the SPADs and turned to face them.

The 103rd dived into the attack! Jimmy picked a target, one of the Albatros scouts seemed to be on his own as the others avoided the attacking SPADs, a quick check around for anything else and then Jimmy took him on. Jimmy saw it was one of the sleek new numbers as he came past and turned around. The Albatros was trying to get up to Jimmy and leaving himself open in doing so. Jimmy saw his chance and cut down across the German, firing hard. He definitely scored some hits and as he climbed again he looked and saw the German turning and trying to make a run for his lines. Jimmy had a glance around, nothing on his tail, nothing nearby. He swooped back down and quickly gained on the hapless Albatros. Jimmy lined him up and fired an accurate burst into him. The German aircraft lurched over and then went down. Jimmy watched, was he pretending? No, he was done for, Jimmy watched as the Albatros smashed into the ground.

He scanned around and realised he'd crossed the lines slightly, but not by much. He reckoned on being north east of Chalons. He looked for the others, he could see other aircraft below him going back over the German lines but thought better than to follow them. He then saw what looked like a couple of SPADs ahead and caught them up. The three of them then went home.

Jimmy landed and saw that several other SPADs had already made it back.

It was Paul Baer who came over to speak to Jimmy first "I saw you tangling with that Albatros Jimmy, how did you get on?" Asked Paul.

"I downed it, but it was just over the trench lines" I replied.

"Well put me down on the report, you might have to hope a French infantry unit saw it before it gets confirmed though" stated Paul, giving Jimmy a firm pat on the back.

Jimmy's was the only claim during that fight, although a couple of SPADs were damaged.

Jimmy sure enjoyed his bourbon that evening.



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"A great deal of an aeroplane could be holed without affecting its ability to fly. Wings and fuselage could be—and often were—pierced in 50 places, missing the occupants by inches (blissfully unaware of how close it had come until they returned to base). Then the sailmaker would carefully cover each hole with a square inch of Irish linen frayed at the edges and with a brushful of dope make our aircraft 'serviceable' again within an hour."
#4561032 - 03/23/21 01:01 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Albert - Jimmy's drawn first blood, good show! And from the looks of it he enjoys close work, just not too close, OK? As to Freddy being on the periphery, he is to be sure, and even more so after today. But as you note, for how long.

Raine - The best laid plans of mice and men, eh? So much for Mac meeting Miss Bronwyn's parents, at least not anytime soon. Bloody war, it mucks up everything. Your man did not waste any time getting back into the swing of things though.

Fullofit - Holy schnikee! Five in one outing? Do I see an Orden Pour l'Merite in Rudi's future? Well done.

Carrick - Walter has himself quite the fixer-upper there. Let's hope he can get it back into flying order before war's end.

Epower - Ever the mystery that Clarissa, but then most women are. A lovely charm for a parting gift, let's hope it brings our Oliver some good luck, given the times and circumstances he will need it.

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23 March 1918
65 Squadron R.F.C.
Clairmarais, France

They were on the move again! Another twelve miles farther away from the front to Clairmarais. What was HQ on about? Ah well, at least they wouldn't have to suffer Droglandt. It was a very brief few minutes flight to the new field, and would have been an uneventful one if it hadn't been for the five Rumplers that began bombing the place just as 65 Squadron was arriving. A welcome party courtesy of the Kaiser. Most of the lads had already landed and were scrambling for cover so Freddy climbed away on his own after the Hun, managing to catch one of them and shoot it down amid friendly AA fire. There would be an argument no doubt about who should get credit. Meanwhile, Fritz was still pushing his way ever-deeper into what had been British-held ground. The advance did not appear to be slowing, far from it if the reports coming in were to be believed.


The best way to view Droglandt - as you're leaving it behind. Good riddance!
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As Freddy and his flight were circling their new digs to land bombs started raining down upon it. A gaggle of Rumplers high above were the culprits responsible.
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After a chase of some ten miles Abbott caught up with one of the lagging Boche buses over Strazeele and crept undetected beneath it.
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The King's ace suddenly pulled up on the invader's six and hammered it with a crushing volley from his twin Vickers.
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As he broke away back beneath his prey, the Captain was pleased to see the Hun plane roll off to starboard and drop into a steep dive.
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Freddy followed the Rumpler down, and as he closed in for a second time he could see the prop had stopped. His first attack must have taken out the engine.
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Amid poorly aimed return fire from the G/O, Abbott laced the Hun bus again then flew past. It began trailing black smoke and brief moments later tumbled to the earth beneath. However, the AA gunners at Strazeele were now hammering away at both the Rumpler and the Camel and Freddy was forced to break off as shrapnel tore through his own kite. "Bad form!"
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Abbott managed to coax the Camel to Clairmarais where, upon approach, the Clerget suddenly belched oil and came to a grinding halt. Freddy floated gently and quietly down onto the grassy field of his new home. Quite enough excitement for one day thank you very much.
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#4561094 - 03/23/21 09:12 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Raine, believe me, no one was more surprised than I when all of them rolled in. Typically 3/5 is a good haul. As to the SPADs I’m a little disappointed. I expected more SEs and Camels.
I agree with Albert, that departure without a warning was a rude one. Poor Bronwyn, she’ll worry sick! Congrats on the latest two victories and a fair warning: those Dreideckers ain’t your garden variety biplanes. Steel yourself!

Albert, agreed, where are all those dangerous machines? All I get are the flying bricks and old, but more dangerous two-seaters.
Well, well. First one! Hopefully first of many. Congrats on this maiden victory. Fingers crossed it’ll be confirmed.

Lou, those devils fly in greater numbers around these parts of the woods, hence a higher count. As to PLM, Tybelsky’s been saying it for a while now. The boy deserves one, but I bet those brass pointy hats had been too busy to notice while planning their spring offensive.
So, the HQ in their infinite wisdom, transferred No. 65 away from the Front and toward safety. So wonderful and thoughtful they are. Too bad the Huns already knew of the move and prepared a welcome party of their own. Couple that with cross-eyed Archie battery and the day has proven to be rather interesting for our toothy hero.

23 March, 1918 08:45
Guise, Flanders Sector
Jasta 19, JG II
Leutnant Rudolf Emil Fuchs EK1, HHO
53 confirmed kills

It was an important mission. With such quick Sturmtruppen advance into enemy territory, keeping an eye on them was imperative. Jasta 19 was tasked with protecting the observation balloon near St-Quentin.
After circling above the gasbag for what seemed like ages Rudi spotted a flight of enemy machines. They continued to fly straight, so Fuchs commenced his stalking. He was getting close, but something didn’t feel right. He checked his six to see his Kameraden following him and among them a biplane! He turned just in time to avoid his butt getting perforated. He was on his stalker in seconds and firing. The SPAD went down and Rudi commenced congratulating himself for spotting the threat in time. That was when bullets began to rip through his wing. He was premature with his self-praise. He completely missed another Frenchman attacking him. He was angry with himself for letting his guard down. But where did he come from? No matter, it would be Rudi’s second victory of the day. They were low and any mistake would be fatal. This Franzose made his when he tried to shake Fuchs off at low altitude. After a few rounds he went into a spin and never recovered. No time to analyze enemy’s mistakes now. Another SPAD came into view. Rudi was now going head to head with his enemy and followed him by looping his Dreidecker. It didn’t go as planned and he went into a spin from which he was able to recover quickly, but the damage was done. The enemy plane has gotten away, or has he? Suddenly he saw him right in front of his plane. How? Time to figure it out will come later. For now, Fuchs concentrated on bringing the Frenchman down. Surprisingly it didn’t take much. The SPAD began to fall like a leaf after only a few shots. The pilot must have been hit, or the controls.

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The Schwarm regrouped and returned to look after their balloon. That was when they saw above another wave of SPADs approaching from above. Flak already had spotted them and began to fire. Rudi waited. He watched one of the devils dive. He let him go. Fuchs knew his Schwarm will take care of the keen-one. He saw another one dive and another, but there were still a number of them staying high. Leave the balloon alone and come to play! He finally engaged one of the Franzosen that have descended. Again, a few rounds and the SPAD was falling. But it wasn’t the only thing. The balloon they’ve been charged with protecting was now a ball of fire coming down like a comet with black smoke for a tail. They’ve failed!

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Fuchs was not happy with himself. He had one job and he failed. How was he going to explain it to his C.O.? He then saw one of the SPADs that took out his balloon. He felt the need for retribution. He dove and closed the distance quickly, but not quickly enough. The SPAD wasn’t idle and was pursuing another Fokker. Rudi was almost in range, but the SPAD driver opened fire first. The Triplane ahead climbed to evade and that was when Fuchs opened fire. The Frenchman must have been startled for he abandoned his attack and attempted to evade. His technique left a lot to be desired as it consisted of yawing to starboard. Rudi could easily keep up with him and continue to fire. The SPAD finally disintegrated mid-air.

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Fuchs was now ready to turn for home and face the music, but two SPADs also returning home crossed his path. He was able to sneak up behind one of them and fire. His rounds damaged the enemy plane and Rudi could see stream of vapour trailing behind the stricken plane. He could finish him now at will. He banked to intercept, but his machine stalled inexplicably and he lost sight of his target amongst the ground clutter. Perhaps for the better. His partner was about to strike and all Rudi could do to avoid him was to turn tighter and tighter. This SPAD had no problems staying with him. Time to outfox the hunter. Rudi allowed the SPAD to get on his tail, but just for a second, then he turned hard to port. The French machine couldn’t change directions this quickly and was left behind and to starboard. That was when Fuchs turned hard to starboard and found himself on enemy’s tail. Rudi didn’t wait to line up and opened fire. He could see bits flying off and again a trail of faint vapour began to emanate from the machine ahead. The SPAD extended and was getting away, but Fuchs knew he had him. He just needed to be a little more patient. Wait for it. Wait ... There, the SPAD was slowing down and Rudi closed the distance quickly. This time Fuchs carefully lined up his sights and fired. The French machine took an incredible punishment, but in the end the plane dipped its left wing and began to spiral towards the ground. Rudi could see from a distance the biplane catch fire and plunge straight down into the ground. It was finally over and high time to be reprimanded for letting the gasbag burn. So ist Krieg!

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"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."
#4561096 - 03/23/21 09:25 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Wassigny, Flanders.

March 23, 1918.

1 Victory confirmed
My ride came in today. spent all morning working on the ship. Then about lunch time took it up for a test hop, results were low oil pressure seemed Nose heavy and seems to Float in turns and banks. Landed and was with the Mec's tightening the flight wires when Lt Wolf came back from lunch . He walked up and pulled out his revolver and emptied the bullets into the wing of my machine then walked off smiling. Crazy Prussians !

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#4561097 - 03/23/21 09:31 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Carrick, you should thank Lt. Wolf he has such a good aim and didn’t accidentally shoot your foot in the process. Where did he get a revolver? War trophy?


"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."
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Wow! This campaign is really on a roll. So many great stories!
Carrick, your man is off to a great start!

ATross, a hardy welcome to Harrison. Great intro and glad he has been given the go ahead to get into the fight.

R Talbot, love the diary format. Excellent!

Lou, I remember a fellow airman very early in the war that took care of any pesky trees around the field. Alas, he is no longer with us,

Raine, glad to see MacAlisters time away has not dulled his edge.

Epower, so many of the fairer sex and so little time!

I hope I haven’t missed anyone, lots to catch up on.

2nd Ltn. Jeremiah Johnson.
Marieux Aerodrome
March 23, 1918

Johnson had been in a bad mood since moving to Marieux. Just before moving they had flown a mission to take down a balloon near Monchy. He was flying in the back and as they crossed the lines, 3 fat Hannover’s came out of the clouds above him as the lead SE dove for the balloon. Johnson instinctively pulled up giving one a good burst and scattering the other 2. Ha latched on to the smoking Hun and sent it tumbling earthward to the ground. He joined his flight for the return home feeling quite well with himself. Upon landing he found out as all were concentrated on the target, no one even saw him down the Hannover! Bowman told him to file a claim but not to get his hopes up as it was over the lines with cloudy conditions. Just before moving to the new field he was informed his claim was denied.

Yesterday they had escorted an RE al the way to the Lys river for a recon of the lines. As they neared the patrol area, the RE had engine trouble and signaled a washout. Johnson thought they may patrol the lines a bit since they did not have to babysit the old two seater. Not a chance. Bowman turned them around and back to base.

First thing this morning they were up to take the long flight to the same spot as yesterday to patrol the lines there. They made turn after turn up and down the lines until the Major turned them home. Again no action at all. Johnson and Sheely, the newest replacement we’re catching a quick bite of sandwich before a Railyard strike planned for the afternoon. Sheely was the picture of British youth. Just 20 years old, handsome and well educated. He had been with the squadron for a week but because of bad weather and the move, he only had 2 missions under his belt. Johnson finished his sandwich and took a sip of coffee. “I’m sure tired of these Sisyphean patrols! Up and down and nothing to show fer it but frozen fingers and an arse like a block of ice! Good thing we have a Railyard strike. At least we will accomplish something!” Sheely looked at Johnson astounded. “Sisyphean patrols!?” Johnson glared at Sheely, “Yea, Sisyphean patrol! I thought you were an educated feller, University and all that. They didn’t teach you any Greek mythology!?” Sheely was caught on his back foot and replied, “Of course I’m familiar with it! I’m well aware of Sisyphus and his punishment!”
Johnson fired back, “Well why the hell didya ask the damm question?” Sheely shook his head and went back to his sandwich. Johnson got up to go check his machine out for the afternoon attack. Before leaving he turned to Sheely, “better get ready, these ground strikes ain’t no ice cream parlor boy job!” He watched Johnson leave. “He is an alright bloke but most peculiar” he thought. “Maybe it’s an American trait.”

As B flight’s 6 machines fell lower and lower toward the St. Quentin Spurline, Johnson steadied his SE to unload his four bombs. Just before he released, he saw 4 coppers fall just in front and to the right of him. He jerked the SE left. Sheely had drifted over him before releasing his bombs. Johnson quickly swung back on target and let his bombs go. As he followed Puffer around to to mop up he saw 2 main buildings in flames. They dove in single file strafing anything that looked like it need it. They turned back west and made another run at the Railyard. Now heading into the setting sun with the smoke rising from the damaged buildings, visibility was not very good. With Puffer in the lead starting his dive, Johnson followed. Suddenly, Puffer pulled up. Johnson instinctively did the same, looking for trouble. He couldn’t see a thing above and everything below was haze and smoke. Then he saw something below with a yellow tail. The Triplane’s streaked fuselage blended perfectly into the ground and all Johnson could make out was the yellow tail section. He checked his tail and dove. He fired a quick burst but his dive was too fast and he pulled up again without hitting the Hun. He saw another off to the right and turned while cutting the throttle to slow down. He fell right in behind the Hun and with one long burst it’s wings folded and went down. He climbed again. The sun was getting low in the west and Johnson could not see hide nor hair of anyone so he climbed west over the lines he saw an SE to the north and joined him. It was Hemming. They landed at Marieux at dusk. Everyone but Sheely had returned. By nine o’clock, it was unlikely he would. Confirmation of the Triplane was but a formally as Hemming had seen it go down. They celebrated Johnson’s 8th victory and 2 other claims made. As was happening all to often, there was one empty chair.


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Carrick - Nice new ride. Excellent work and lovely pics as always. Congrats. What the Scheisse with Lt. Wolf? Spatenbrau will definitely have to watch him...

Fullofit - Absolutely taking Mrs. W to Monte Carlo if Oliver survives the war. Looks like Rudi is back in the good graces of the Claims Office. Five by Five indeed. I do hope it continues after today's bag. Rudi will be challenging the magic 80 in no time. And what is going on with his staffelkomaraden allowing an enemy to invade the formation and not give warning? They're like those two chipmunks holding the door for each other, "No please, after you, I insist." I sense some stentorian tones in the post-flight briefing. I am most jealous of those Spandaus firing away with no stoppages. Rudi has an outstanding armaments officer. That was a ton of bullet strikes. Be careful man!

Lou - Au Reservoir Droglandt! Thank goodness. Those Rumplers on the other hand. Tedious. Very tedious. Freddy did well to ventilate that dastardly Hun. Might need a chat with the AA boys, treating Freddy's lady with so disrespectfully.

Raine - Oh no! Young lovers torn apart by war, and just when things were looking really good for MacAlister. Politics, eh? This should be a very interesting convo when your man finally meets Bronwyn's father. Well done on 42. I do hope the petrol didn't harm the nice flying boots.
As for the Elizabethan sovereign, yes there's a story there. Mrs. Walsingham might be someone to ask...

Albert - First blood to Jimmy! And now a corroboration from Paul. Great pics. I'm consistently amazed how anyone can see the enemy with that SPAD front view much less shoot down Huns. Nicely done.
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À la Recherche du Temps Perdu - Part 60 of many



8 January 1918
School of Special Flying
Gosport, Hants.

Instructor Training Course at the School of Special Flying. Colonel Smith-Barry created the school for training instructors in September 1917. He’s worked out a very sensible curriculum. I find I’m learning a few things I missed along the way during my own haphazard training a year ago.

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Yesterday’s edition of the Daily Mail arrived today. The headline story did much to explain all those blasted reporters who’d been hounding me. Lord Rothermere, newly appointed head of the Air Ministry has clearly changed the newspaper policy. Did I ever dodge a bullet!

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“Our Wonderful Airmen – Names at Last.” With a photograph of Mac and one of Capt. Phillip Fullard DSO MC who had such success with No. 1 Squadron.

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Mac will be mortally embarrassed, if not apoplectic with fury. I shall needle him ruthlessly!



15 January 1918
School of Special Flying
Gosport, Hants.

I passed out of Instructor training today a much wiser pilot. Colonel Smith-Barry wants to keep me on here. Not much of interest to report these past two weeks. I’m keeping a separate journal for Instructional matters so I don’t clutter up this diary with technical notes.

A letter from Vera Brittain which has now chased me across France and half of England.

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18 January 1918
School of Special Flying
Gosport, Hants.

Word came down that General Trenchard is now Chief of Air Staff and that General Salmond will assume command of the Royal Flying Corps. Found some old January issues of the Times which listed the New Year’s Honors. Boom has his knighthood and Colonel Blomfield has his DSO! The best news of all was seeing Steve Clement’s name among those awarded the Military Cross. He should have received so much more in life but at least now his family have some acknowledgment from the King. Was it Major Learmount, his CO, who failed to send any recommendation forward? That will be my first question if I ever meet the man. Learmount. His name fills my mind with rage. Perhaps meeting him isn’t the best idea. I might lose my temper…

Training continues with 3 flights per day. I find myself offering too much information to the novices and must hold myself in check. There is so much I want to teach them but I get ahead of things and see their eyes glass over. They just want to fly. The work is taxing mentally but there’s something profoundly rewarding in passing that torch. I remember my first flight with Captain Hollis as if it were yesterday:

“Show me your hands, Winningstad! Very good. Ever been up before?”
“No sir.”
“Maiden voyage, eh Winningstad?” Let’s make the most of it, shall we?”

I’ve copied his example of showing my students the huge monkey wrench and telling them its purpose. So far, I haven’t had to brain any of them. The Gosport Speaking tube makes everything much easier. How things have changed now that there’s a system in place. We still have fatal crashes but not like when I was coming up. We know so much more now. I was so lucky to have Strugnell as my instructor. He let me explore flying to the limit of my nerves just as Smith-Barry now demands of each student. Some of my mates who died in training were not so fortunate in their teachers.



19 January 1918
School of Special Flying
Gosport, Hants.

Farewell Gosport. Orders came through today. I am to report to the School of Aerial Fighting at Ayr. Off to London and then to catch the night train to Scotland.



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MFair - Our posts crossed in cyberspace. 41 are taking some tough losses amongst the new lads. The grim reality of war. Glad to see JJ coming through unscathed this time. Congratulations on kill #8.

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Achtung!

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It is the Kaiser's Royal and Imperial command that the following individual be recognized for his valor:

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Citation to the award reads as follows:

Leutnant der Reserve Rudolf Emil Fuchs has established an unbroken routine of successful combats in the air and in a remarkably short period of time has destroyed more than forty enemy machines and balloons. His leadership and fine example uphold the highest traditions of the Imperial armed forces. He is an inspiration to his followers and a plague to the enemy.
Awarded the Orden Pour le Mérite on 23. März 1918.

You make the Vaterland most proud.

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Attention!

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His Majesty King George V hereby confers the following honour:

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A grateful people thank you for your service and loyalty.

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Pursuant to Army Order 204, dated 6 July 1916, the following individual is hereby presented the Wounded Stripe:

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Your King and Country thank you for your sacrifice and faithful service.

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Full of it: Lt Wolf was the Duty Officer that day. It may have been the standard Issue. Reichsrevolver 1879 in 10.6mm ( mostly used for Rats in the mess rafters with rounds plugged with soap or lard instead of lead bullets . I have read that this kinda thing happened in WWI, WWII Flying Tigers, and SEA Fact check , forums state normal loading was a 262 Gr lead boolit not exceeding 700fps. Modern load. Used by German Arty Groups , Mostly with a 11 grs of black powder or a very light smokeless load ( may be under 500 fps ? } Some sites say about the same hitting power of the SW 1st model Cowboy gun in 44 cal.

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Lou, yes Jimmy got quite close up there, but made sure with one pass at least. Well done bagging that Rumpler, a victory pressed home with all the frustrations of the previous few days methinks, but a valuable one none the less. Perhaps Freddy's squadron mates should take heed instead of letting their airfield be blasted whilst doing nothing.

Carrick, this Wolf chap, an interesting character certainly but hardly a shining example of teutonic efficiency. I'd watch my six there.

Fullofit, outstanding show again. Another five for! But ultimately the balloon was lost. The numbers game is not in the Germans favour and despite your man's heroic efforts, the 4 to 1 advantage is vital it seems. The SPADs were mad to mix it up with triplanes like that, but as we've said, ultimately, the balloon went down. Well done on your Blue Max, well deserved, but will he sleep with it on, that's the question.

MFair, Great job on the railyard hit, at this time with the big push happening, that's a mission alright and to bag a Triplane into the bargain as well, good stuff. Unfortunate about Sheely, but he did seem rather 'all wind and very little sail'. Congratulations on that MC well deserved.

Epower, the joys of being a flight instructor. Wanting to show them the world you've seen, but realising it'll scare them to death. I love the newspaper column, Fullard, next to McCudden....next to the...meat queue. Interesting editorial slant there.



"A great deal of an aeroplane could be holed without affecting its ability to fly. Wings and fuselage could be—and often were—pierced in 50 places, missing the occupants by inches (blissfully unaware of how close it had come until they returned to base). Then the sailmaker would carefully cover each hole with a square inch of Irish linen frayed at the edges and with a brushful of dope make our aircraft 'serviceable' again within an hour."
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Albert - Most of Freddy's squadron mates were already on the ground with engines shut down when the bombs fell, so it's not surprising they ran for cover rather than attempting to get airborne again amid the chaos. He was still on high as he tends to watch over his crew until they're all safely on the ground before coming down himself.

Epower - A strong start to Oliver's stint as an instructor, and a wonderfully documented episode as per your usual. But now off to Scotland, eh? Enjoy the haggis.

Carrick - Jasta 8 has some crack mechanics, being able to get Walter's kite rebuilt that quickly. Hope he treated them all to some of the family brew. But that Leutnant Wolf sounds a mad one. It would be wise to get that revolver from him PDQ.

Fullofit - Well done on Rudi's well-earned gong! He's in an elite crowd now. Too bad about his kette failing to keep that balloon covered, but you can't win 'em all. In the end he got payback on the ones responsible. As for 65 Squadron being located even farther to the rear, God only knows what HQ is up to with that. They probably just like moving pins about randomly on their big wall map.

MFair - Congrats on Johnson's MC and Wound Stripe, both well deserved to be sure! Despite Sheely nearly bombing Jeremiah into oblivion, it's a shame the young lad is gone. Perhaps he's only been captured.

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2nd Lieutenant James Harrison
103rd Aero
La Noblette Airfield
24th March 1918

Major Thaw gave us our briefing again today "Well be heading out east once more to cover western Verdun. We'll be going as a squadron once more, get used to it. I think the days of flying around in two's and three's are over, not when the Germans are sending massed groups over the lines".

"Keep your eyes open, the French are sending two seaters all over the place and most will be escorted. Our job is to keep them safe, or to get any enemy two seaters to hightail it back".

"I have other news Gentlemen" the Major said the words loud enough to silence the general chatter that had developed.

"The German advance up north is continuing. They seem to be using small groups of infantry to hit specific targets and then bring up the masses to secure the position. We're hitting them back but at the moment the momentum is with the enemy, there's no hiding that fact"

"Nor this, we've had confirmed reports that Paris was shelled yesterday. Clearly to reach Paris these had to be weapons of a massive range and caliber. Damage was done and lives were lost" the Major paused to allow this news to be grasped fully by the French officers and NCO's in the room.

"Clearly the Germans, for so long on the defensive, mean to win this war now, in any way they can and by any means possible. It is now gentlemen, we face our toughest test, hold out now and we can hit them right back. But fold, even slightly and it's all over" the Major finished.

It was with steely determination that Jimmy marched out to his aircraft at 10.50am. Within a few moments he and the others were airborne and climbing away. The skies were still murky and grey and the winds rather high but it was dry at least.

Jimmy and the others climbed up to around 4000 meters again north of Chalons before heading east towards Verdun once more.

An uneventful quarter of an hour passed when Jimmy, flying on James Hall's right today in 'B' flight looked to his right and saw several aircraft scattered and moving back westward and descending. He looked down and saw another airfield, he thought hard for a few moments, what was it now?.....Tilloy that's it Tilloy. He watched as the aircraft began to circle. He recognised at least one Strutter and then another.

Jimmy relaxed slightly and scanned the rest of the sky. He glanced right again and then saw a single dot moving west towards where the Strutters were now in their landing cycle. He focussed hard, it was definitely an aircraft. He signalled Lt Hall. The Lt had a good look and then pointed towards Jimmy and then towards the single aircraft. A clear instruction for Jimmy to go investigate.

Jimmy peeled away and towards the single aircraft who had clearly not seen Jimmy. Jimmy watched as the aircraft approached the circling Strutters. Suddenly a puff of Anti Aircraft fire appeared toward the aircraft, confirming once and for all that this was an enemy scout.

Jimmy put his nose down and closed the gap as quick as he could. He now saw it was an Albatros scout who had now singled out a Strutter and was about to let loose. Jimmy had no time to lose. He tore down onto the Albatros firing all the time, he scored hits but more than that the German must have had a panic attack as he lurched upward and around. Finally regaining his composure, he put his nose down and tried to flee.

Jimmy, who had climbed after his first pass was now above the German and caught sight of the rapidly departing foe. He dived down at full pelt and caught the German up within a minute. He put a long burst into the Albatros and watched as it lurched over to the left spurting smoke. A few moments later it burst into flames. Jimmy watched as it crashed down.

"That one was for Paris" he said to himself.

He had a look around. He was a few kilometers north of Tilloy now but behind French lines.

Jimmy scanned for any other trouble and then climbed back up to try to find the rest of 103rd but couldn't see anything. He thought it best therefore to head home.

Jimmy completed his report and Lt Hall confirmed the combat. He just had to hope someone had seen the Albatros go down.

Later on that evening Major Thaw called him in. "At ease Lieutenant. Firstly I want to say well done. Over these last few days you've shown me two things, eyes and the prize" Jimmy looked a little bemused, the Major smiled "I'll explain, eyes, as in your clearly seeing things up there, you're searching, you're looking for the enemy, the number of good pilots I've seen who can fly like a bird, but couldn't spot a bull in their own backyard" said the Major

"and prize sir?" Enquired Jimmy

"Prize, meaning you don't fool around, you mean business when you're up there, clearly. Keep it up and you've got a future Jimmy and heaven knows we need pilots with a future right now" confirmed the Major.

"That's the good news Lieutenant. The bad news is, neither of your claims can be confirmed. Meaning they'll go down as probables. They weren't seen by one of us and the French won't go searching for them. Although from what you described, how they didn't see that one today, it must have been like a meteor coming down. Anyways that's that. You just keep doing what your doing Lieutenant, understood?"

"Now go get a drink, that's an order"


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"A great deal of an aeroplane could be holed without affecting its ability to fly. Wings and fuselage could be—and often were—pierced in 50 places, missing the occupants by inches (blissfully unaware of how close it had come until they returned to base). Then the sailmaker would carefully cover each hole with a square inch of Irish linen frayed at the edges and with a brushful of dope make our aircraft 'serviceable' again within an hour."
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