Back To Page 2 Aleksei watched the man stride as if he owned the world. Americans. The fact he flies a plane slower than even The Rook, did not help his mood at all. While he felt that the Avenger cannon was nothing to laugh at, you do not fly in this area with […]
Back To Page 6 Comrades, I will not bore you with the flight to the target. I will mention though, that the Cacauscus is quite beautiful, especially up close. However, I will talk about the engagement, since that is what counts nyet? I was flying along, getting nauseous at the maneuvers I had to […]
Back To Page 5 Finished, with a half hour to go, I did the customary walkaround in my unzipped flight suit I walked around, admiring the Sukhoi OKB in it’s design. I wiggled each weapon to ensure that they were properly hanging and secure. I checked all firing connections and noticed Gennedy, pouring a […]
Back To Page 4 The drive was short, and I took the time to park the vehicle. Outside of my hangar were a couple vigilant guards, their Kalishnikovs at the ready. Supposedly some were former Spetsnaz. I would think if you were to leave that profession, you would think of something better to do. […]
Back To Page 3 I was hungry, and my stomach let me know that. I had less than three hours to prepare for this strike. Though planning was more or less looking at a map, then comparing it with where the target was. Such is the life of a Special Pilot. Briefings don’t take […]
Back To Page 1 That was two years ago, and that memory faded as the jet sounds did here at Sochi-Adler. I am part of the 503rd Special Air Warfare Regiment. It is not a Regiment like the other ones, but it is what is termed ‘composite’ meaning we are attached to other units, […]
by Guest Writer Eric “Flanker56” Johnson I am the hunter. I am Starshigy Lietenant Alexsei Karmarov, or “Mayday” by nickname. I earned that “glorious” title when I first started flying, when in the simulators, I would always call Mayday when I was perfectly suited to engage aerial opposition to me. That was when I was a […]
Back To Page 8 Keeping a high and tight pattern in case I flame out I manage to squeak out a decent landing. As I taxi in I take one more look at the gauge… …and realize how close I cut it! The mission is a success!The airfield was almost totally destroyed. The only […]
Back To Page 7 As the CCIP pipper crosses the control tower I mash the pickle button one more time and pull hard off the target toward the south. My bombs hit just short of the control tower near the wood-line, but when you drop 4000 pounds of high-explosive in one spot you don’t […]
Back To Page 6 After making our own hole to drive through, I order my flight to rejoin and pull up my A2G mode.With the radar slaved to the strike waypoint I punch the buttons a couple of times to give me the DBS2 mode (Doppler Beam Sharpening) giving me a good picture of […]
Back To Page 5 My missile only burns for a few brief seconds before finding its mark. Boom! That’s a kill! Not taking time to savor my victory I lock up what I suspect to be his wingman… …declare him to AWACS… …and launch my second AMRAAM at about 4 miles. As soon as […]
Back To Page 4 With the onrushing MiG-29s carrying long range air-to-air missiles I know we are probably already inside of their engagement envelope. In an attempt to break up their attack I order my element (wingman #3 and #4) to engage them. Wingman #4 fires first and later analysis will show he draws […]
