High over the English Channel, two groups of fighters meet for a battle they won't forget.
John Geary's Bf109s were out on the prowl again, looking for fresh meat to take from the sky. In three elements of two they had spotted two elements of Hurricanes. Unluckily, the Hurricanes got first blood with the squadron ace bravely zooming in on the tail of a 109, after a quick kill. Shots were near target but not close enough to down the aircraft. By the time his wingman caught up the 109s were out of range, chasing their own prey.
Little did the Germans know that there were two Hurricanes in high cover. Unfortunately, by the time they joined the fight they had a long way to chase the enemy before getting a shot in. Jerry was playing havoc in the swirling dogfight, giving the plucky Brits in their heavy and unwieldy Hurricanes a hard time. Things were getting tense with four boom chits on each side; a single downed aircraft would send the other squadron home and win the game. This was not a time to get a run of bad dice rolls.
Unfortunately for the British, even the German Chicken Ace showing his tail to their gunsights was not enough to offset the disdainful gaze of the Dice Gods and with a run of poor dice rolls, the British hopes diminished. By expertly tailing and then downing just one Hurricane the Germans, to their surprise, routed the Brits and sent them home with their ragged tails between their undercarriage.
A great game as Blood Red Skies always is, with John getting good experience of winning despite my best efforts.
A great game, learnt loads thank you Dale for your patience in my learning.