Gud stuff.

great bravo impressive history. (This is what has dogfight and no other game has)

What story?

I don't know what happen to this thread but it has been tweaked ? Wt heck ? I'm not the author of this thread/topic nor did I even write it !? But strangely my name now appears on it & it states by HeroicZ ?? h a h a l o l
Is some 1 play'n a practical joke on Falcons or me for that matter ? If so Funny.. but not funny. Sheesh. I'm a dropper, why would I write about a bombing run ? l o l
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Can sumbody explain this treason ? What could be happening here ? I've never been sabotage before in this matter. I forget who wrote the original but the whole thread even isn't here ?

The poster of the original story/message in this thread PM'ed me in another account and told me what happened to the story here. I promised I wouldn't tell anybody his new identity, so don't ask me for it.

He used to be called Junkyard Dog and Zupe banned him last year on his birthday for a reason he doesn't know and deleted most of his posts including the one that started this thread.

Yah don't worry, we all know Hero doesn't have a bombing story...Unless it's that one time he took off and immediately dropped his bombs...or this other time that he took off from the base and instantly dropped his bombs...or this one time...

You get the idea.

Heroicz was not the original poster on this thread. 111th Junkyard dog was. It was a good story. Too bad that it was deleted.

Thanks Fate, I gathered that based on the previous posts, hence the joke.

Glad you appeared, to clear things up.

[*M]Comet wrote: Thanks Fate, I gathered that based on the previous posts, hence the joke.

Glad you appeared, to clear things up.

No problem Comet. Anything I can do to help.

Quick question: What's the difference between a joke and a "poke"?

I wish I could, but I won't.

[*M]VonHuLK wrote: I wish I could, but I won't.

I'll start!

Survival kit contents check. In them you'll find: one forty-five caliber automatic; two boxes of ammunition; four days' concentrated emergency rations; one drug issue containing antibiotics, morphine, vitamin pills, pep pills, sleeping pills, tranquilizer pills; one miniature combination Russian phrase book and Bible; one hundred dollars in rubles; one hundred dollars in gold; nine packs of chewing gum; one issue of prophylactics; three lipsticks; three pair of nylon stockings. Shoot, a fella' could have a pretty good weekend in Vegas with all that stuff.

And don't even get me STARTED on the fluoridated water!

It's 106 miles to Chicago, I've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and I'm wearing sunglasses.
Is that Comet and Hulk following me in that Gremlen? Nah, I must just be paranoid.

[NLR] McFate wrote: It's 106 miles to Chicago, I've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and I'm wearing sunglasses.
Is that Comet and Hulk following me in that Gremlen? Nah, I must just be paranoid.

Sieg Heil, Great movie. Just watched it the other day. I need 4 fried chickens and a Coke.

[NLR] McFate wrote: Heroicz was not the original poster on this thread. 111th Junkyard dog was. It was a good story. Too bad that it was deleted.

If it was a good story, why would Zup remove it?

( I found a piece of it:)


My Bombing Run

I loaded up my plane with water & rations. I packed my survival gear along with my trusty rifle.

As I took off down the runway, I looked as my fellow pilots headed straight toward the enemy base. I knew my mission was along a different path. As I climbed higher, I looked down wishing I could be with them.

Higher and higher I climbed until I could see them no more. I hoped and prayed for their survival. What I do, I must do alone. Through the clouds I travel.

Higher. Higher...

i found the other mcfate

I go higher and higher until i see husky dogs Barbie doll
As i go higher i see vonhulks plane right then and there i new there was a beacon of hope for mw getting out of here i go closer and closer until i see the tag NOOOOOOO HES RED

mcfate help me find other

I haven't been on here in ages. But I just found an old PM from the original OP of this thread and he gave me the story to repost on this thread. Here it is:

I loaded up my plane with water & rations. I packed my survival gear along with my trusty rifle.

As I took off down the runway, I looked as my fellow pilots headed straight toward the enemy base. I knew my mission was along a different path. As I climbed higher, I looked down wishing I could be with them.

Higher and higher I climbed until I could see them no more. I hoped and prayed for their survival. What I do, I must do alone. Through the clouds I travel.

Higher. Higher still. The lakes look like mere puddles. It looks so peaceful from up here. You would have no idea what war wages below.

I level out at 10,000 feet. Time for a quick swig of water. As I listen to the loud drone of my engine, I begin to hope, not so much for my survival, but for the success of my mission.

Some time later, the enemy base looms into view below. My heart races.

Just before I get directly above it, I dive.

Down. Down! The wind is rushing fiercely past me! Lower! Lower!

An enemy plane spots me and races up toward me. He drops in and shoots me from behind. One more hit and I'm done for. I dodge and weave. He tries getting his shots in but misses.

I'm in range. First bomb drops. Direct hit! The second drops. Direct hit again! I bank the plane to the right and see another plane heading toward my comrades and firing on them. I get behind him and open fire, blowing him out of the sky!

Just then, the plane behind me scores a hit on me and my craft catches fire. I grab my rifle and jump. I pop the chute. I aim the rifle at the plane that just shot me down and strangely enough, took him down in just 3 shots.

I was in enemy territory, so after I reached the ground, I shed the parachute and made my way into the woods on foot to avoid capture.

My survival gear got me through the night. The next day I made it to the village by the lake. I stopped into the saloon and bought some of their fine ale.

All I need now is for someone to pick me up to bring me back to base. Is there a telegraph office in this village, or will I need to set up a signal fire?