An attack on a Russian warehouse turned into a nightmare. With a Yak-9 tail-first hitting me, I tried one last escape tactic, releasing the explosive charge to catch it off guard. It dodged the bait, and I'm still in trouble. The retreat is getting complicated!
A precision strike that nearly ended in disaster. As the sky blazed in a massive dogfight, my Bf 110G-2 slipped through the shadows to strike at the heart of the enemy supply line.
But the glory was short-lived: a Russian P-39 Airacobra appeared out of nowhere. The only way out? Fly low to the ground, dodging trees to disappear. Pure adrenaline!
Absolute tension at 5,000 meters!
I'm flying over the target in a fully loaded Bf 110G-2 (2 x 500 kg + 4 x 50 kg). The cold is brutal: -25ºC, and my condensation trail betrays me in the small breaks between the clouds.
Meanwhile, 4,500 meters below, my faithful escort in a Bf 109G-2 is doing the dirty work, silencing the AAA and sweeping the area. But just as I begin my dive toward the enemy weapons depot, the worst happens: a second contrail appears behind me.
It's not an ally. It's a VVS La-5FN launching a suicidal chase to save its base.
Will my escort be able to intercept it in time, or will I be easy prey with all this weight under my wings?