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Bozkashi Jones09 May 2021 11:12 a.m. PST

"It's all right, Sir, I gotya"

George felt strong arms pulling him up. He looked round wildly, trying to focus on something, anything. He had the sensation of being dragged along the ground, a confused array of images and sounds broke through the blackouts and tinnitus; he saw an SE-5 spinning into the ground, the shoulder patches of the Withamshires dragging him along, he heard the tap-tap-tap of a lewis gun and the whizz of five-nines passing overhead…

"Come one, get him in the bloody trench before Fritz starts shelling the wreck"

Soon 2/Lt. George St. Barleigh was sat in a dug out, a blanket round his shoulders. A Tommy handed him a cup of tea, "Put a spot of brandy in it for you, Sir. It'll perk you up a bit". George looked at him blankly before remembering his manners. He forced a smile, "Oh, thanks", before adding, "where am I?".

"Piccadilly, Sir", the soldier replied. As he left the dugout he saluted a captain who was just entering, "Captain Montague, Sir". The salute was casually returned, "Haines".

The Captain put his tin hat on the table, "How are you feeling?"

"Better, thank you Sir. Do you know what happened to the others?"

"Friends of yours?"

"Yes, well no; I only met them last night in the tender on the way to the squadron. It was our first patrol. Did anyone get the Hun?"

"Archie got the Hun", he replied, referring to the anti-aircraft artillery. He looked at him, as he'd looked at so many young subalterns before.

"I'm afraid your pals were killed; the bastard got all three of you."

* * *

It's been a while since I posted a Great War aerial game, so I thought I'd post this one.

Models Tumbling Dice 1/600
Mat Deepcut Studios 'Aerial Fields'
Rules Wings at War: Duel of Aces
Decals Flight Deck Decals 2400

Full report on the blog, here:



Huscarle10 May 2021 8:15 a.m. PST

Great report – where's Flash when you need him grin

Bozkashi Jones10 May 2021 4:46 p.m. PST

Lord Flasheart, where have you been?
Where haven't I been? Woof!

It was a sobering lesson – I've been getting it all my own way over the Betancourt salient recently so I'd forgotten how vulnerable new pilots were. As Capt. Blackadder said, "So, we take off in ten minutes, we're in the air for twenty minutes, which means we should be dead by twenty-five to ten".

Pretty much sums up the patrol. Fortunately this game was followed by two days of 'such bloody awful weather', so I've got replacements to take me back up to my full cadre.

Unfortunately, so has young Heinrich – and his pilots don't start as green!

Glad you enjoyed it, all the best,


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