I went out today as part of a flight of four Spitfires today and we fought four Bf-110s. Nice and long old-school dogfight.
Yet I came home empty handed. And wounded.
|This is one thing I am not missing from the old IL-2: the ability to peek from every inch of glass that the cockpit has to offer. In the old IL-2 I get very frustrated when those wide pieces of metal hide an enemy aircraft.|
|This is my aircraft in the foreground, seconds after scoring some hits on the Italian (?!) (I asked for German in the menu) Bf-110 in the background. I dived to keep myself out of the sights of the rear gunner.|
|Little did I know that I had another Bf-110 on my sixe that shot me con gusto. No major damage to my aircraft, but I got injured.|