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#4572367 - 06/21/21 06:06 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) ***** [Re: Raine]  
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Albert - 13! Bravo. Beware the purveyor of shiny objects. Cigar ash and Tulle...
Very cool pic of that DVII rolling on it's back. Kevin continues his meteoric rise. Keep it going.

Carrick - Closer to Paris?! Zut Alors! Henri is going to get into all manner of mischief. Can't wait to read about it.

Fullofit - Klaus is baaaach. Well done indeed, even if that last SPAD probably won't be confirmed. Never know. He knows you shot him down as do you. Did you know that Zaharoff was Ian Fleming's inspiration for Blofeld? Neither did I before the DID experience took over my life.

MFair - weekend over as it's 0150 EDT on Monday. We await your new man with great anticipation.

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À la Recherche du Temps Perdu - Part 90



20 May 1918 (continued)
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

Back from the Pennyfields expedition with my prize in hand, and my purse significantly lightened, I made for the gymnasium and spent my afternoon as normal. The Frigidarium remained much colder than in the past. So much the better. I’d pushed myself relentlessly this afternoon.

A letter from RAF HQ awaited me at the front desk. “Report to RAF Training Command, Mason’s Yard. Await further orders.’

Training Command. Bloody hell.

Staring down the barrel of what was certainly an instructor posting I thought to make the most of my last night in London. Dropped by the Savoy bar to bid farewell to Jimmy, then returned thru Trafalgar Square, across St James Park and on to Jermyn Street. I couldn’t leave tomorrow without calling on Rosa Lewis at the Cavendish Hotel.

It was early yet and Mrs. Lewis took up her usual position in her sitting room which allowed full view of all comings and goings.

“Captain Whingeingstadt!” she cried. Same old Rosa and her mangled names. Kippy barked twice in greeting but didn’t move from his mistress’ side.
She swanned forward and extended a hand which I dutifully kissed. “So delightful to see you. Will you stay for dinner?”

Such was exactly my intention. The dining room appeared full but Rosa found me a table. I was the beneficiary of tonight’s special menu, a meal inspired by one of her triumphs of years past.


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When Mrs. Lewis learned it was my last night in London, she refused all my attempts to pay the bill.
Afterward as the dancing started and the champagne flowed in the Elinor Glyn Room I tried once again and she turned me down flat.

“My war effort, Captain Winningstone, for all my boys,” said, her eyes shining. She kissed me on both cheeks and returned to the party. It hadn’t occurred until that moment how many of ‘her boys’ would never to return.

I kept the menu card as a souvenir. Who knew when or if I’d get back to London.



21 May 1918
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

Up early. Oddly, I was ravenous after last night’s splendid meal. A breakfast of eggs, smoked kippers an enormous raft of toast and the marvelous preserves. Off to RFC RAF Training Command for my movement order. I was dreading what was coming.

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Mason’s Yard was a small alley off Duke St just down the block from Dunhill’s shop. The rear of the Cavendish backed up directly onto the Yard itself. Training Command occupied the central building. Much to his consternation, Staff Captain Gervaise Brooke-Hamster could not find my orders amongst his daily papers. He excused himself and left the office through a side door. When he returned over 10 minutes later with a sheaf of papers, he was in a pronounced state of agitation.

“I do apologize for the delay, Captain Winningstad, there appears to be some change in your movement order. Most irregular. I had your posting to the School of Aerial Fighting, Turnberry drafted, arranged, and ready yesterday. Everything was in its proper place as it should be. Now, I find these documents removed from my files, and in their place new orders from RAF HQ directing that you report to a Colonel Chesterton at the Hotel Cecil.”

Dare I hope?!


“Do you have any idea what this is about?” I inquired.

“I haven’t the foggiest,” he sniffed with no small exasperation. “I find this entire affair highly irregular. Highly irregular.” The man’s face reddened and he drew short rapid breaths. He looked like he was about to explode. The last-minute change had disordered his equilibrium profoundly.

“Are you quite all right?” I asked.

“Certainly not! Good day, Captain!” he cried shrilly. Without bothering to salute, he handed me my orders and stalked off through the side door.

Hailing the nearest taxi, I made for the Cecil. Two hours later I was still waiting outside Colonel Chesterton’s office. His Adjutant Lt. Tomkinson, who looked newly plucked from school, offered reassurances that the Colonel was overdue and would certainly appear in short order. At noon, I made arrangements to meet the following day at 10.00.



22 May 1918
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

Another wasted day at RAF HQ. At 2.15, after an interminable four hour wait Lt. Tomkinson’s telephone rang. The Colonel was detained on an urgent matter and would not be arriving today.

I vented my frustration on the bag in the RAC gymnasium.



23 May 1918
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

Gods below! A full six hours of my life spent waiting for no purpose whatsoever. Urgent affairs of an unknown nature detained the Colonel once again. At 4.00 I made arrangements with the increasingly apologetic Tomkinson.

“I’m certain the Colonel will be available tomorrow, sir.”

Another late afternoon of violence on the bag. If the Brass want me in Ayrshire, why all this hurry and wait?



24 May 1918
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

Breakfast at the RAF Club came with some dreadful news. Major Balcombe-Brown is missing. He was flying a special mission on May 2nd and last seen fighting over Martinpuich. #%&*$#. Maybe he’s a prisoner.

Off to the Cecil. Arrived at 10.00 sharp only to wait another two hours. I tried every breath calming exercise Smokey and Mr. Fairbairn ever taught me and improvised a few others. Shortly after noon Lt. Tomkinson received a telephone call. The Colonel was gone for the weekend and would not be available until Monday morning. 10.00.

Fat Chance!

I left the Cecil in a rage, but there was no point feeding my anger. I had the weekend in London and there was nothing for it but to wait until Monday and hope I might escape from Limbo.

It was a beautiful day so I took only my second ride on a double decker bus. Destination: the British Library. Tennyson’s cryptic remark about Jean Juarès piqued my interest but my quest ultimately came to grief. Unsurprisingly the library did not keep an archive of 1914 French newspapers. The only copies from that period were from the seven days leading up to the declaration of war on August 4, 1914. There was nothing from 1916 and the Briey affair.

Wading through the old papers was a difficult slog given my struggle with French and yielded little. Jean Juarès, a prominent socialist member of the Chamber of Deputies. He was assassinated on July 31, 1914. There was some mention of his pacifism and attempts to promote understanding between France and Germany. Another recalled his opposition to President Poincaré’s visit to St. Petersburg in July of 1914. Was there a connection between Poincaré and the Russians? I had no way of knowing. These few papers at my disposal yielded only glimpses of what was a much larger story.

I’d given up hope of finding anything truly noteworthy and was returning the papers to the Librarian when something caught my eye that I’d missed previously. On July 31, 1914, Basil Zaharoff became a Grand Knight of the Legion d’Honneur.

Gods below!
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Leave is always expensive. My latest extravagance, not to mention the number of bribes to Messrs Winter at Rules and Tracey at The International required a trip to Cox & Co to replenish funds.

Wired Tom about my continued stay in London. Could he get leave for the weekend?

Savoy bar then dinner the Grill. Retired early.



24 May 1918
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

Wire from Tom waiting for me this morning. ‘Afternoon Train. Meet at Savoy Bar 6.00’
The RAC was full and I didn’t have one of the larger rooms this time, but with some soft soap and half a crown to the manager I arranged for an extra bed placed in the room for Tom.

Spent the day walking about and exploring. What a discovery I made today! I don’t know why it never occurred to look for it earlier. The Reform Club where Phileas Fogg began his trip, Around the World in Eighty Days, is barely 100 yards up the Pall Mall.

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Met Tom at the Savoy near the same staircase where I’d had my chance collision and meeting with Freddy. I wonder how he’s getting on training the youngsters?

Time for a new venue that had neither an Eliza or Clarissa memory attached. Criterion, one of London’s Oldest restaurants, occupied an stately looking building adjacent to the Criterion Theater, at the south end of Piccadilly Circus.

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The hand written menu provided an even greater challenge than yesterday’s research but once deciphered led to a memorable dinner. Fortunately, Tom knew something about wine, and I now knew something about ordering off menu. The two dozen oysters we shared paired splendidly with the wine he chose; one I’d never heard of called Viognier. We saw no reason to change for the following two courses of fish and quail. The Quail which ran all over the farm at home, being the California state bird, were never birds we thought of eating. Here in the hands of a capable chef, however, they were as much a revelation as they were four nights ago in the pudding at the Cavendish.

When I told him about the mysteriously absent Colonel Chesterton, Tom thought something big was in the works.

“The Red Tabs wouldn’t hold you off Turnberry just to send you to another instructor posting,” he said. Maybe he was right.

Too bad the boys of 85 were off to France. I’m sure Tom and the Three Musketeers would have hit it off. Went past Murrays and up to Bond Street to the Grafton Galleries where we spent the remainder of the evening and a good part of the very early morning.


25 May 1918
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

A slow start after last night’s revels but a brisk walk to the RFC RAF Club for a late breakfast of bacon, kippers, eggs, and biscuits slathered with butter and orange marmalade set both of us right again.

Spent the remainder of the morning in the club reading room then back to the RAC for a proper training session followed by the usual Turkish bath and ablutions. We both needed a rest before an early dinner.

Skipped the Savoy as Tom had to catch the late train. I’d heard about the mixed grill at Gow’s but had never been there in my previous visits to London. I was happy to squander funds on a taxi but Tom suggested the much cheaper alternative of the Underground. How disconcerting it is to travel on a train under the Earth. I’m not sure I’ll ever get accustomed to this. Out at Liverpool Street station in East London then over to Old Broad Street. The VC ribbon cast its spell and we sat at a prime table.

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26 May 1918
Royal Automobile Club
Pall Mall, London.

Back from breakfast and writing this now to beguile the wait for my 1.00 non-appointment with Colonel Chesterton. Another day wasted in Limbo; I have no doubt. The war is in France and I’m stuck here in London waiting for orders. Red Tabs! I may adopt that as my new expletive. On the way back from the RAF Club, I saw something that gave me a cold slap of reality.

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She stared at the casualty lists, at once vulnerable, but at the same time evincing a casual resignation as she searched for the names of friends or men she knew. Scanning the death list had become a perfectly normal activity.

It stopped me dead in my tracks. I thought to say something to her, but I fumbled the words in my head. How I wish I had stopped and spoken to her. I don’t know what I would have said but anything would have been better than just walking silently by.

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#4572368 - 06/21/21 09:53 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Epower - Oliver's heart must have sank when he saw the original orders, Lionel Rees at it again it seems. Then a most surprising turn of events which certainly spooked the Staff Captain. It never ceases to amaze me how pen pushers are so easily left as dazed as a prize fighter by an impromptu piece of paper. He needs to be reminded there is a bloody war on and to get a grip.

Speaking of being reminded there is a war on, Colonel Chesterton! He seems to believe that leaving our finest pilots in rooms for the best part of a week awaiting his presence is acceptable.

All good things come to those forced to wait by bureaucratic incompetence however and one can only hope it's good news about Oliver's posting.

It certainly didn't affect Oliver's appetite.....what gorgeous menus.....and a chance to meet up with Tom.


"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."
#4572417 - 06/21/21 07:41 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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2nd Lieutenant Kevin Carroll
41 Squadron
Conteville

13 confirmed kills

21st June 1918

Morning sortie

Major Bowman took the briefing and confirmed that 'B' flight would be heading out towards Arras.

Kevin was making some checks on his aircraft about 10 minutes before they were due to take off.

Suddenly the airfield alarm sounded. Kevin shouted for the mechanics to start the engines. Several other pilots ran out as Kevin started down the airfield. Several ack ack guns had already started firing.

The weather had improved dramatically since the rain of yesterday and Kevin could see aircraft high above and climbed as fast as possible up towards them.

As he gained height he saw that the enemy aircraft were DFW's and had begun to form up again already for the journey home.

Kevin wasn't going to let them get there though. He came up beneath the lead enemy aircraft and nosed up. He pounded the Hun and saw pieces flying off. The German pilot reared the DFW up onto it's tail to try and give the gunner a shot but Kevin blasted him.

The DFW lurched over to the left and spiralled down uncontrollably into the ground.

Kevin came around to take on another DFW and did the same again, underneath, creep up and let him have it.

By this time Kevin had been joined by other pilots who were taking on their own targets. Kevin put a lot of bullets into his new target and must have hit the wires as the Hun lurched over and spun down into the ground.

As he took stock he saw nothing but SE's and made his way home.

Six DFW's had been downed by the time all pilots had landed and although an SE had been damaged it was able to land safely.



Afternoon sortie

After a light lunch and after the aircraft had been refueled and rearmed, the Major took the afternoon briefing involving the whole squadron. He explained they would be heading down to the lines south of Arras.

The good weather had continued as Kevin and the rest of 41 Squadron took off, formed and climbed up to around 12000 feet before heading off south east.

The journey out went without incident until they approached Arras itself. As they flew above the town Kevin spotted a large formation over to the right and coming the other way.

Both formations spotted each other and turned to face each other. Kevin used the gap to climb up.

He saw the enemy aircraft were Albatros scouts, as the two formations clashed.

Kevin looked for an opening and dived for a Hun who had rolled in front of him. Just as he was about to open fire he saw another Albatros swing around onto his tail.

He gave up his attack and pulled the stick into his stomach as the Hun opened fire. Thankfully the bullets missed and Kevin continued to turn as tightly as possible.

After several turns Kevin was definitely gaining on the Albatros. The Hun now ran for home but this was a terrible mistake and the last he would ever make. Kevin levelled out and caught up quickly. He hit the Hun hard and smoke came out from around the engine.

Another burst raked the cockpit and the pilot slumped forward. The Albatros nosed down and went straight into the ground.

Kevin saw another Hun low down to the left and went after him. The Hun mustn't have seen Kevin approaching or could do nothing about it as he flew into his sights. The SE opened fire with both barrels and hit the Albatros hard.

Another burst tore chunks out of the wing and the Albatros lost it's aileron and spun down into the ground.

Kevin looked around and couldn't see any more Huns. He did see a couple of SE's and formed up with them. Together they headed home.

Five Albatros had been claimed and whilst an SE5 was lost, the pilot was unhurt.

Major Bowman called Kevin to his office later on.

"Lieutenant, firstly one of the DFW's from this morning cannot be confirmed. The ground crews claimed hits on one of them." started Bowman.

"I hope that's the bad news sir" said Kevin, with a smirk.

Bowman smiled, "yes, that's the bad news. Your other three claims are confirmed." he continued.

"That brings you upto 16 confirmed kills Lieutenant Carroll. I'll be brutally honest, I thought when you first got here that you had something about you. An assurance, a drive and yet a calmness. You've certainly gone beyond those initial thoughts" said Bowman.

"In a good way I hope sir" said Kevin.

"In the very best way Lieutenant. The infantry's loss is our gain. You should know I'm sending details of your performances to HQ" said the Major.

"Thank you sir. I've been fighting this war for a long time now and finally, I feel like I've found a way to make a difference. Not that my time in the trenches wasn't important, but.....well you know what I mean sir" said Kevin.

"I know what you mean Kevin. You can take it from me, you're making a big difference and I want you to carry on" said the Major.

"Now go and relax Lieutenant, I'll be along to the mess shortly" finished Bowman.

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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."
#4572426 - 06/21/21 10:48 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Spa 94,Adjutant
Roissy en France
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7 Victory's
2 Unconfirmed


June 21, 1918.


What a day. Morning Stand to: I was promoted to Adjutant and both my Victory's con firmed.

Midday off with the Commandant and II Section to get a gas bag at the far end of our sector. What a Sitter ! Finally arrived over the target and the C.O. waved take it. Dropping like Zee stone I put 150 rds and she blew up another Victory You could see and hear big bang for miles. U pon return the Commandant assigned a Spad XIII for my use.

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#4572427 - 06/21/21 11:13 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Carrick, thanks!
Henri’s finally getting the XIII. Well done.

NR, you should have your next pilot arrive to his new aerodrome on his own bicycle. winkngrin
As to those N.28’s, the AI is extremely good at keeping their wings on in a prolonged dive. Way better than a Fokker. I suppose I should cry foul, but it’s probably better than suicide dives.

Albert, you of all people will know best how nimble N.28’s can be. I’m just glad the Fokker could keep up with it.
What’s this with one mission per day? Is Major Bowman trying to keep his pilots safe and relaxed by making them fly once a day?
Congrats on number thirteen, hopefully it’ll be a lucky 13.
Looks like Kevin could make a career out of shooting those two-seaters from below. They could call it a Hot-Belly Carroll Special.
Then those Albatroses, when will they learn not to send old clunkers to fight the SE’s? That sounded like a massacre. Good on Kevin to bring two of those all by himself. I’m with Epower, the Gong Fairy is overdue for a visit. Anybody know which strip joint the Vicious One is frequenting presently?

Epower, Klaus is back indeed. And hopefully he’ll keep his bird out of harm’s way. Otherwise he’ll fly once and wait for repairs for the next 2 days. Had no idea that Zedzed was the progenitor of Bond’s archenemy. The things you learn reading this thread!
Well, there was at least some good from the Colonel’s constant absence. Oliver gets to eat and drink well. Enjoy himself and pretty much waste a lot of time at RAF’s expense. The woman reading the casualty list must have brought him back to reality, that sitting around is not fine. Oliver must act. He needs to get back to France. Those Red Tabs!

21 June, 1918 07:45 morning mission
Montingen, Verdun Sector
Jasta 18
Feldwebel Klaus Gustav Raben
Fokker D.VII
10 confirmed kills

Both SPADs from the morning mission and the Nieuport from the afternoon have been confirmed. The SPAD behind the lines just wasn’t in the cards. The young Raben was now officially Kanone.
This time they were ordered to patrol Metz spurline junction. It looked like it would be a cakewalk this far behind friendly front lines and with clear skies. They’ve been circling the railyard for a good quarter of an hour. Klaus kept looking at the enormous Zeppelin shed on the nearby aerodrome at Frescaty.

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It was then that the formation fell apart and planes started to fly in all directions, but why? Raben couldn’t see anything. Instead he had to pay attention to one of the Fokkers which was about to stall and ram straight into Klaus. Right after that shots rang out and his plane was hit. He looked around and saw silver planes. Strutters! No, not Strutters. These had a gun mounted on the top plane and no rear gunner. He barely avoided another collision. Then a second Nieuport came after him. More hits, but this time Klaus followed his attacker. He continued to chase after him and fire. There was another Fokker that was doing the same thing.
“- Nothin’ doin’! This one is mine! Where were you when he was shooting at my ass? Go find your own!” Klaus’ well wishes towards the other Fokker pilot went unanswered. The two Germans exchanged volleys to make sure theirs was the last one. The prop stopped spinning on the Nieuport and made it more difficult to stay behind it. Finally Klaus put that last salvo into the silver plane and watched it go down. It looked like he would land his stricken plane on the road, but at the last moment the machine stalled and he pancaked right down in a ball of dust.

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After that all the planes circled Frescaty and landed there, more than anything, with hopes of seeing the large dirigible inside the long hangar.

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21 June, 1918 14:05 afternoon mission
Montingen, Verdun Sector
Jasta 18
Feldwebel Klaus Gustav Raben
Fokker D.VII
10 confirmed kills
Awaiting one claim confirmation

The afternoon show required Schwarm Zwei to patrol friendly front lines near Malzeville.
They’ve completed their patrol without encountering any enemy machines. It was the first mission since moving to Verdun that they were not attacked by the enemy. Perhaps they also have airplane shortage, just like Jasta 18?
This evening Kasino was loud and rowdy. Jasta Raben celebrated Klaus’ ten victories.

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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."
#4572442 - 06/22/21 08:43 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Carrick - Congratulations to Henri on becoming an ace. Well deserved and then it ended up being like his birthday. 'Ooooh what's this.....a promotion!'......'i'll open this one next....a SPAD XIII!'....and finally....'a gasbag!'. Henri can really do some damage with those twin vickers now. I see a kiss from the General in the offing.

Fullofit - Congratulations to young Raben on those confirmations bringing him to 10. Speaking of gong fairies I think Klaus is long overdue a visit from the Gongfee! So by this time next week we'll all need new pilots duh

Raben had to have his witz about him there though judging by the video, all kind of aircraft seemingly falling towards his personage. He showed patience going after that Nieuport though and whoever that other German pilot was trying to steal his prize needs reminding who the uberkanone is around there. As for Kevin, not sure about the single missions but it didn't last long anyway.


"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."
#4572489 - 06/22/21 07:51 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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2nd Lieutenant Kevin Carroll
41 Squadron
Conteville

16 confirmed kills

22nd June 1918

Morning sortie

Major Bowman grabbed Kevin and Captain Chappell into his office.

"Gentlemen, we have another balloon busting request from HQ. There is a gasbag opposite the Arras lines which is causing real problems as we try to move troops and equipment around. It has to come down." began the Major.

"We'll get over there, hit the balloon and straight back. As with our previous balloon mission, unless attacked I don't want you going after any other aircraft." said Bowman.

The weather was good, with minimal winds although some larger clouds were hanging around the front lines.

The trio took off and headed south east towards Arras. Kevin could feel the heat off the sunlight as he climbed. He kept a tight watch on the sky around him but thankfully the outward journey went without incident.

As they crossed the lines they saw the balloon ahead and below them. They began a shallow dive and Kevin lined up on the balloon.

He blasted the balloon which started burning and then exploded. Kevin had already started climbing. The other two were already heading back over the lines.

As he crossed the lines, he was about to pass through a large cloud formation and looked up. He saw a formation of aircraft directly above him. At that moment he went through the clouds. Had they seen him?

As Kevin came through the other side of the cloud he nervously checked around but was hampered looking back due to the strong sunlight.

'What was that?' thought Kevin as he checked his six again. Something was up there. He squinted and made out the shape of an aircraft heading straight for him.

It was a Pfalz, Kevin checked behind it and around it but only saw the one. He swung around at the last moment, avoiding the attack. The Pfalz dived past and Kevin continued his turn and saw the enemy over to his right.

He checked around again and was happy this Hun was definitely on his own. He was turning tighter than the Pfalz and the German pilot dived and then went up into a loop. Kevin followed and as they came over the vertical he lined up and blasted the enemy hard. The Pfalz rolled to the left but Kevin went with him.

He put his remaining lewis gun drum ammo and some vickers into the ailing Hun and watched as the Pfalz nosed down and went straight into the ground.

He could see the other two SE's ahead and went after them, catching them up and heading home.



Afternoon sortie

The aircraft from the morning's work had been refueled and rearmed and were lined up with the rest of the squadron ready for the afternoon sortie.

Kevin had grabbed some bully beef sandwiches with HP sauce and a mug of tea and was now putting his flying gear back on ready to head over to the briefing room.

He then heard flak batteries opening up. The next moment the airfield alarm sounded.

Kevin grabbed his gloves and goggles and raced out towards the airfield. The mechanics had started the engine already as he approached.

Within a few moments he was in the air. He looked up and could see two distinct formations headed this way.

He climbed up quickly and got to 10000 feet. He looked up again and realised he still had a long way to go. "Blimey, these swines are high up" said Kevin to no-one in particular.

As he approached the now fleeing bombers the altimeter read 16000 feet. He now caught the lead aircraft up and crept up underneath the DFW.

He raised his nose and hit the enemy aircraft with a torrent of bullets from both weapons.

The DFW seemed to hang in the air and Kevin hit him again. This time flames burst out of the engine of the Hun and the aircraft nosed down. Flames now engulfed the cockpit and the enemy aircraft went straight down into the ground near Bethune.

Kevin came around and now saw what looked like the second formation a little lower than him and to the right. He also saw other SE's trying to catch them up.

He nosed down underneath the Rumplers and swung around with perfect timing. He was directly below the leader unseen and checked his throttle to keep his place.

He rose up slowly and lined up on the enemy aircraft. He blasted the Hun hard. The lewis gun ran dry bit he fired again with the vickers. He saw the pilot slump forward in the cockpit and the Rumpler went straight down.

As Kevin came around and reloaded the lewis gun he saw the remaining Rumplers being engaged by the rest of 41 Squadron.

He left well alone and headed home.

Five enemy aircraft had been downed although two SE's were lost as well. The pilots were shaken up but otherwise ok.

Later on Major Bowman confirmed all three claims of Kevin's. As well as the two bombers which everyone had seen, Captain Chappell had seen the Pfalz in the morning, although Kevin wondered why they hadn't turned around to help if that was the case.

Kevin's score now stood at 19 and he celebrated with the others in the mess.


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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."
#4572490 - 06/22/21 07:52 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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7 Victory's
2 Unconfirmed

June 22, 1918.

Big party last night.

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#4572494 - 06/22/21 07:57 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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"And then, poor soul, he laid his head down and flew beyond our ken."

Dear Dr and Mrs McAlister,

By now you will have received the official telegram telling you that your son George is missing. It may be some small comfort to you to know the details of his last flight with this squadron.

George joined us a couple of months ago as a flight commander. I “pulled strings” with headquarters to get him to join us as he had built up a splendid reputation as an aggressive and wise scout pilot. He adapted quickly from a naval organisation to a military one and was a respected and popular member of the officers’ mess. As a leader, he dedicated himself to developing our new pilots and helping them survive and thrive during the dangerous first weeks at the front.

I took a long walk with George just a few days ago and we discussed many things about air fighting. He had recently returned from a patrol in which he refused combat to a German formation. I admit that I was at first somewhat critical of his actions, but as we spoke he convinced me that he, not I, had the superior judgement. He had been careful not to expose the people under his command to a situation in which they would have been at a severe disadvantage.

George’s last flight was on 20 June 1918, an offensive patrol deep behind the enemy lines near the town of Loos. I flew along with his formation that day. When we were nearly fifteen miles over the lines, George spotted a group of Albatros scouts at 10,000 feet. We had the height advantage and he led us into a position from which we could dive on the enemy from out of the sun. On first contact, one of the German machines fell in flames. The fight now became a tangle of individual duels. None of our pilots saw exactly what happened to George. Aeroplanes were twisting and turning all over the sky, and each pilot needed his full attention to avoid collision with friend or foe. George was seen firing at an enemy machine. Moments later he was seen flying level, but he had fallen forward in his seat. His machine then flew steadily eastward out of the fight, and George was not seen to move again. I fear that he had been shot by a passing enemy machine. His own aeroplane appeared unharmed but poor George was clearly not able to direct it.

There is always room for a little hope, but I am most reluctant to give you the impression that his return is likely. He flew and fought with great courage and spirit, an example to all. And then, poor soul, he laid his head down and flew beyond our ken.

Yours very truly,

K. Caldwell

Major
Officer Commanding
74 Squadron, Royal Flying Corps

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#4572499 - 06/22/21 08:58 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Raine - Oh no...... MacAlister!

How dreadfully sad. He seemed to have gotten right back into it but it just shows, it only takes one bullet. No matter what skills you have, no matter how determined. A fine letter from Caldwell to inform George's parents.

............the valiant never taste of death but once.



What happened?


"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."
#4572501 - 06/22/21 09:28 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Albert,

What happened? I wish I knew. There was no message that my pilot's health had dropped to 60 percent or anything like that. Just whack! Goggles all shattered and bloody and a near-instant transition to the exterior view of George's plane flying out of the dogfight with him slumped over in the seat. One of the quickest departures I have experienced. I may wait a couple of weeks before starting my next pilot because I am scheduled for cataract surgery – one eye next week and one the following.

#4572502 - 06/22/21 09:51 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Blimey.... sounds like I was right with the Shakespeare quote then. A head shot then I'm assuming. Such a strong character so very sad to see him go.

As for real life.....I sincerely hope all goes well for you pal.


"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."
#4572506 - 06/22/21 11:08 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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NOOOOOOO! Raine, very sorry to see Mac has taken his last flight. He'll be missed around the mess.

Now as to your leave of absence, I echo Albert's wishes in hoping that all goes well with your cataract surgery, and that your recovery is quick and complete. Take care my friend.

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#4572508 - 06/22/21 11:17 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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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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#4572509 - 06/22/21 11:23 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Albert, your clairvoyance is shining through again when mentioning needing new pilots soon. Look at poor Raine. Hopefully Klaus still has some way to go before needing to exchange pleasantries with the Tutued One.
Knowing our luck the Fairy will see Kevin soon as well. I’m sure of it. Especially after his latest performances. Carroll was lucky to get away with only one Pfalz on his tail after blasting that balloon in the morning. Then the two Rumplers and all confirmed. Kevin is one lucky boy and the claims board seems to like him.

Raine, not Mac too! These long stays recuperating in hospitals do the pilots more harm than good. He will be missed. Let’s hope Bronwyn will eventually find out instead of wondering the rest of her life. It only takes one bullet.
Good luck with the double procedure. Thank your lucky stars you only have two eyes.

22 June, 1918 08:45 morning mission
Montingen, Verdun Sector
Jasta 18
Feldwebel Klaus Gustav Raben
Fokker D.VII
10 confirmed kills

The Nieuport from yesterday went unconfirmed. Klaus’ head hurt too much this morning to care.
This morning they were sent to patrol friendly front lines near Malzeville. Flight was uneventful and Klaus thanked all the Gods for that.

And here we go, Gong Fairy in action. Get ready for another pine box. Congrats Albert!

22 June, 1918 15:30 afternoon mission
Montingen, Verdun Sector
Jasta 18
Feldwebel Klaus Gustav Raben
Fokker D.VII
10 confirmed kills

The afternoon show belonged to Schwarm Zwei. The flight was sent to support ground forces south of Pont-à-Mousson. Klaus’ hangover was still letting him know about itself and the young pilot hoped for a repeat of the morning mission. It seemed to be quiet and Klaus got his wish. The French remained civilized and left the Germans alone. Klaus will have to remember not to indulge as much next time he celebrates … anything.


"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."
#4572515 - 06/23/21 02:07 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Epower - Alas, death strikes when you least expect or want it to. Just cannot be helped.
Well, between the possibility of an instructor posting, the painful wait, and a somber sight bringing one to reality, at least Oliver has had himself some nice food, which I'm sure oughta make up for it all somewhat!

Tross - So, first an alright fight with a fokker with a rewarding victory, with a downed pilot who wound up alright. Sounds like a good outcome! Gotta say, always quite a sight when planes ignite.
Then one of those scrambles to deal with, though thankfully that one didn't turn out to be one of those disappointing ones it seems. Good job on downing all those DFWs, always nice to bring down a two seater given hard they tend to object to the idea of being brought down. And without losses too, save for one damaged SE, and then another good fight with an especially deluded Hun who thinks he can run away. Too bad for him then.
That balloon busting could've gone differently had the formation spotted Kevin, I'll say that much. But thankfully it was just one lone airman who thought he could match Kevin, but that wasn't destined to be either. And to top it all off, some more bombers to deal with, alas not as simple as last time with the losses though.
Shame about the stolen kill, but congratulations on those that did get confirmed. Perhaps our good old Captain simply wanted to see how Kevin would fare? Still, could've given a hand at least! Good job for sure! And on the topic of congratulations... Congrats on the bling! Well deserved! Now here's hoping Kevin lives long enough to enjoy it!

Carrick - What a good day for Henri! Not only all those confirmations, but also a promotion and a new craft! What can I say except for congrats. A well deserved party, that one. Oughta celebrate something like that.

Fullofit - Don't have enough bicycles to spare, all got scrapped to make new munitions and all. Such is life unfortunately eek2 biggrin Still would've been better than a potato filled lorry, eh?
Suppose so, better have them be a bit better at flying than having the wings have a violent divorce with the fuselage the moment the AI does a turn. And still better than the Strutters...
So then! Firstly, congratulations on the confirmed kills and thus official double acehood! Following which what shaped up to be a quiet mission that turned, well, to be quite the opposite! On the note of strutters, quite fitting to mention them consider the dual near collision and the amount of both unfriendly and almost near friendly fire from someone wanting to 'help out', thouuugh probably steal a kill in reality. But it turned out alright, sans the denied claim. But a victory is a victory, confirmed or not, so congratulations regardless! Alas, no dirigibles though, it seems.
Lesson learned then, drink responsibly and above all, something Klaus should hopefully avoid trying out altogether: don't drink and fly!

Raine - Aww, bollocks. A most... dare I say abrupt death for poor McAlister? At least he died a quick and painless death instead of burning up alive or something...! Still, a loss indeed.
Hoping your surgery goes well for you and everything turns out alright on that end. Do take care!




Vizefeldwebel Bruno Bertram Hilscher
Jagdstaffel 33
Ennemein, Flanders
22nd June


With all paperwork finally sorted and my orders set in stone all that was left was for me to take my final step and dedicate myself to this new assignment I found myself in. It took time, effort, and even now I still have major doubts as to whether or not this is what I wanted for myself, but there's no turning back now. Leaving Bremen behind was a struggle, but when faced with the prospect of being a useless waste on both my family and those that did go while I stayed, what choice could I have possibly had? This is what I have to do, and I guess if it comes to it, it'll be the last thing I'll do, exactly as one should.
It was a days worth of travel on the rail and then after some time getting orientated and finding a truck to drive me down, I had finally found myself down at the aerodrome of Ennemein. Didn't seem that bad, this one, though I suppose I don't have all that much of a reference point in regards to how front line aerodromes go.
On my way to report to the local CO I found myself distracted briefly by the sight of a several Albatrosses approaching the field and following some circling making a landing, each one gliding down onto the ground and then making a neat and precise stop. My to-be comrades, I suppose. I decided to hold off on greeting them, figuring the last thing they'd need after a flight would be a stranger trying to harass them with introductions. Instead I made my way down to make my report. I was greeted by a rather jovial Hauptmann Polovski, who despite greeting me with a most questioning "look at what the cat dragged in" seemed glad to have himself another airman under his command. Hard to tell whether this was a good or bad indicator in regards to my prospects here and how often is that such replacements are needed for him to be so happy about getting one.

We spoke for a short while, with him asking me about myself and how I ended up here, to which I briefly lamented my unreachable academic aspirations, stolen away by the war. He expressed some sympathy, but shared with me his view that a soldier's career might bring me further in life than chalk and blackboards.Shortly after the conversation went to more practical things and my actual duties. Leading me off to the hangers, Polovski introduced me to several other airmen before leading me right past one of the Albs. While I was hopeful to get my hands on one of them, this wasn't meant to be as the Hauptmann instead showed me to a silver coloured Pfalz.. Not the state of the art craft I hoped for, but I suppose that's what I'll get. As per his own words, he didn't want to give me "something actually worth a #%&*$#" before I prove myself to deserve it. On that note, my first task within the Squadron was to take the Pfalz of mine for a test run over the field, with the Hauptmann observing. No pressure of course...

The weather was nice and calm as my craft was rolled out onto the field and I got strapped in. Soon the engine started and I was rolling down the grassy field, pushing the throttle up until eventually I got lift-off and took off into the blue, climbing for height over the field and starting to circle. After thinking back to training and spending a few minutes getting a feel for the normal peformance of the craft I decided to kick it up a notch and tried some minor acrobatics and maneouvers, pulling several dives, breaks and loop, hoping to provide some entertainment for the Hautpmann along the way. Knowing the guns were empty, the thought of feigning a strafing run crossed my mind too but I deemed that would be both too silly and not well appreciated, so instead I done several more circuits of the field instead and then went on to make a smooth landing.

The Hauptmann seemed satisfied with what he had seen and told me he hopes I'll fit in well here, leaving me be after saying he's got something more exciting planned for tomorrow. With that in mind I dismissed myself and finally got to introduce myself to my fellow airmen, chattering for a while before retreating to get a rest, my mind set on tomorrow.

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I bet you do, too, Buddy."
#4572530 - 06/23/21 08:50 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Thanks very much for Kevin's award. A fresh out of the box DFC.

Lou - Good to see you dropping by even if for some sad news regarding MacAlister.

Carrick - Henri enjoyed a proper 'à genoux mère Brown' celebrating his acedome and promotion.

Fullofit - Two quiet sorties for Klaus there, they're hard to come by in mid 1918, shame about the rejected claim. As for Kevin, he's on good form at the moment and he's determined not to have those extra few grammes of weight on his chest knock him off his stride......but we shall see.....the death of a stalwart like MacAlister is a reminder to us all how thin the line is between boom and bust in the air.

NR - Welcome to Bruno, his CO sounds familiar, can't quite think where from though. A CO who's certainly not against speaking his mind it seems. Bruno's been assigned a Pfalz, not what he wanted but I'm sure he'll prove his worth and bag an Albatros soon.


"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."
#4572542 - 06/23/21 10:58 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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NotRelevant - Wait, what? Dean has snuffed it as well?! I completely missed that page. Another casualty of this bloody war. Here’s hoping your new flieger, Bruno Hilscher, manages to survive it all.

Albert - Congrats on Kevin’s well deserved bling. Don’t let this talk of the GF curse make you nervous, it’s all fake news.

Fullofit - Klaus continues to do great in that spiffing D.VII of his, and he should be getting a gong very soon too from the looks of it. I’d be anxious for him, if there really were a curse, which there isn’t, but if there were…

Carrick - Henri is about due as well for a visit from you-know-who. And again, pay no attention to all the rumors and bad press being spread around, it’s all generated by the Easter Bunny out of sheer professional jealousy.

VonS - A literary award, eh? Now there’s an idea!

Epower - Ripper’s saga continues on in grand style. Epic stuff all of it, though I particularly liked the exchange with Zhang. And the shot of the young woman searching the casualty list was most poignant.


Wonderful tales and videos and pictures everyone, thanks as always for sharing.

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#4572544 - 06/23/21 11:21 AM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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Tross - Was indeed an interesting name the game created. I suppose having an open minded CO is better than having one not speaking his mind at all and expecting people to know what he's thinking. Here's hoping Bruno gets a chance to, with the war being what it is. Still an alright craft to fly in the meantime.

RAF - Indeed he has, tragically. It was just the last page I think. A most unfortunate collision with a two seater, who it seems were truly the bane of Dean's existence. Here's hoping indeed! Flying for the Central Powers will be quite an intriguing change, I think, given I've not done much of that to be utterly fair.


"Those who survive a long time on the battlefield start to think they're invincible.
I bet you do, too, Buddy."
#4572551 - 06/23/21 01:32 PM Re: Deep Immersion DiD campaign -- Player Instructions (UPDATED 28 Nov 2018) [Re: Raine]  
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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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You make the Vaterland most proud.

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