The Fokkers now came back with a vengeance and managed to gang up on an SE5 and send it spinning earthwards, this elation did not last long as another passing British fighter joined the fray. The Rumpler managed eventually to turn and make another run on the target while still trying to fight off the tenacious British. More bullets slammed into 'The Chicken' as the pilot held it steady while the observer changed from machine gun to camera. This lull proved disastrous as the British closed in for the kill and the brave pilot and his crewman succumbed to gunfire.
Although outnumbered the Jasta 18 pilots thought that they could still manage a couple of kills before heading for home, however in the maelstrom of aerial combat they spent more time dodging each other than shooting and paid the price. In short shrift both aircraft fell victim to the British flyer's.
The game proved a nice way to spend an evening, as we had plenty of time I allowed Simon to dice for a passing scout, he made the roll easily and no time was lost as the odds evened up again. I too was lucky in part, before the mission started I rolled and found I only had to take one photograph before turning for home, and when I did manage to take the shot it was a success, an odd score would have meant trying again. Sadly however the Rumpler took a lot of punishment in its final approach to the target and succumbed to damage just after getting the photograph. I didn't use the Fokkers well at all and a lot of the time they could not shoot for dodging each other or nearby British planes, I should have got some distance from the enemy and came back, but it was too late. I had been very lucky with the damage cards for both my scouts up until the final turns when they both drew some dire scores.
So there you go, we finished about half an hour early so took in what else was happening for a bit, Frostgrave, Bloodbowl, a boardgame and Ryan introducing Andy to Kings of War Historical with Romans vs Macedonians, it looked like a good game and the Romans seemed to have the upper hand when I left, or would have if it had been a War and Conquest game. Next week I am supposed to be playing Bolt Action against Julian's beautifully painted Italians with my British, looking forward to that.