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    59 KB STRIKE WITCHES: I'M ON A BOAT planefag !!0ZviLFh59My 02/24/12(Fri)01:46 No.18077691  
    You're flying nine-thousand feet over a raging naval battle topped by a swirling furball of a dogfight, a hundred miles from land, and you're leaking fuel copiously.

    "Hump day," you mutter.

    "Black Fighters, identify yourself!" a voice demands on the radio.



    "Read a recognition book, motherfucker," Frank snarls. "Twin-boomed aircraft the size of a house and you can't ID us? Shit."

    "Marine Squadron 221," the other pilot radios back, a bit miffed. "Who the hell are you?"

    "442nd Night Fighter Squadron," Luke returns. "You bringing any company?"

    "We're the Saragtoga's wing. Lexington is launching as we speak; another ten minutes, though, less if they don't grab altitude."

    "I take it the Saratoga is close, then?" you ask. "She ready to start recovery operations?"

    "I guess, why?"

    "This Widow isn't getting home. I've got a fuel leak."

    There's total silence on the radio.

    "... steer Two-Niner-Three, raise the Saratoga on Seven-Nine-Zero. And good luck."

    You check your gauges again. The Widow has multiple fuel tanks, and only one is holed. You could still fight and make the carrier, if you want.

    Or you could push your luck too far and catch a cannon shell.

    >WAT DO
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:47 No.18077707
    Time to get wet.
    >> Iron Lung 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077713
    NOT. DIE.
    Get to the deck, we've played our hand as far it we should.
    >> Crix !!nLvSV/0cRma 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077716
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077720
    Well? Steer Two-Niner-Three, raise the Saratoga on Seven-Nine-Zero.

    We're about to make history or die trying.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077721

    We're a fighter pilot ffs! get stuck in!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077724

    We're out of options...

    We land this baby, hopefully with most of it in one piece.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077725
    Carrier, now.
    Discretion is the better part of valor.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077726
    You're really pushing it if you think we're going to survive a crash landing on a WWII carrier deck.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077728

    Bitch, please. We don't need that pansy shit.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077730
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    I don't think Minna could handle losing another one
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077731
    Well, getting on the carrier is preferable to the cannon shell. Let's go with that.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077733
    Carrier dammit! Carrier!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077734
    Land on carrier
    Rearm, refuel, kill more aliums
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:48 No.18077735
    We're not empty yet, and as long as we know where we're going to roost we may as well keep going as long as we can.
    Or, well, nearly so. Might want enough fuel for a couple of tries at landing.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077737
    [x]swimming lessons!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077739

    We fucking did our job.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077740
    Fuck getting stuck in, taking out that dreadnaught's been worth more than anything else we could pick off.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077741
    we did our shit, time to land
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077742
    Make carrier, gas up, GTFO once recovery ops are done.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077743

    Time to make aviation history:

    Land a P-61 on a carrier. While leaking fuel. And in combat.

    Nothing can POSSIBLY go wrong.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077745

    Worried about the wrong Waifu right now

    We ain't gonna let our widow down.
    >> Major Airlift 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077746
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    Get this bird on that boat!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:49 No.18077751

    Go to land, radio to Minna that we're heading to the Saratoga.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077753
    Wet landing, GTFO the plane, wait for pickup.

    We're not going to make any kind of safe landing on a carrier, and we'd fuck up their launch lanes.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077754
    We've already splashed a dreadnought and Martian fighter. We've earned our fucking medal for this mission. TO THE CARRIER.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077755
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    What actually happened to the Dreadnought? I know we slapped it, but did that actually slow it down in any useful manner?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077756

    We Fight!

    If we ditch now at least there are people to pick us up, and our kill count isn't going to get bigger not shooting things in a war zone.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077757
    Is that an Emily?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077761
    we should shoot ourselves with the gun she gave us. that'd really fuck with her
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077762
    Something I wondered before but didn't ask: Why is the 442nd out and about during the day anyway?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:50 No.18077765
    >Catch cannon shell.
    >Ian Shoots it back

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:51 No.18077768

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:51 No.18077775
    Can we see the damage we did to the dreadnought?

    I vote for attempting the carrier landing.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:51 No.18077777
    Call went out for ALL FIGHTERS
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:51 No.18077780
    >"SECONDARIES! SECONDARIES!" Sean is howling from the back. "HOT DAMN!"

    That's what happen.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:51 No.18077781
    Allied Command put out a general "GET IN HERE FAGGOTS" order.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:52 No.18077790
    I... I don't think that's what he means by "catch".
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:52 No.18077792


    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077805
    The best part is that I'm betting we have absolutely no naval-aviation training. Time to flop this splendid bitch of ours down and hope for the best!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077809

    we can co below stall and QUADRUPLE BREAKS though.

    wizard, aint gotta explain shit, etc.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077810
    All available assets are currently engaged, so going in the water is bad. We make the carrier landing.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077811
    >Use gnome power
    >Start propellers underwater
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077813
    That is perfectly reasonable.
    FUCK NO!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077815
    "Sean, we're going to need an arrestor hook. Take off your pants and hang them off the tail or something, wouldja?"
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077818
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:53 No.18077820
    And make it so that the navy planes in the air all have to ditch in the water? Are you retarded?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077823
    Man, we're a fucking gnome. We routinely pull maneuvers in this plane that the fucking manual bans because they would cause horrible death.

    Getting slow enough to land on a carrier ain't shit.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077825
    See if we can't taxi her over into wherever it is they keep the deck park.

    Now, getting her back off the Sara later might be fun.

    We're lucky that the Sara is here, though. A Lexington-class might be big enough for us; a Yorktown, Essex or the Wasp probably wouldn't.

    We don't talk about the Ranger.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077827
    then its time for THE GNOME!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077832

    "ALL OR NOTHING, everyone activate parachutes for more drag!"
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077833
    We're going like 40 MPH.

    If it gets close, we can retract the rear landing wheels and use the tail as a makeshift hook.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077834

    Well, if HVARs are confirmed to kill dreads, I think the 6x60lb Rockets we just blasted it with should've done the job roughly... 3.6x better?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077836
    ...We need to try this with Chuck's plane.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077837

    We're also a FUCKING WIZARRRD.

    This shit is our spotlight.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077838

    Its people like you I like in these threads, its always welcoming to see that I am not the only one consistently picking the most suicidal option.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:54 No.18077840
    Then let's loop this fucker around a few times and see how low n' slow we can bring her in.

    Beyond that, time to put faith in gnomishness.

    Goddamn we're going to have a great story once we get back to 501st. EXCEPT EVERYTHING WILL PROBABLY BE ON FIRE OR SOME SHIT.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:55 No.18077845

    "Ian, we're gonna need more room for the landing, go out the back and saw off the tail."
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:55 No.18077847
    The gnomes have it
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:55 No.18077853
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    Land, somewhere. carrier, actual land, doesnt matter
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:55 No.18077854
    We are gnomes. We can land in less than 900 feet.

    Of course, we should expect there to be very little left of our secret afterwards, but hey, anybody who knows about gnomes can already guess based upon our earlier AARs.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:55 No.18077855
    American naval aviators used to crash banged-up fighters ALL THE TIME. No worries there. Plus, we're a gnome. The regular rules don't apply here.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:55 No.18077856
    Jesus christ, this is making the /k/ommando inside me cringe.

    There's no fucking way this would ever work, subtle magic or no, and regardless of the result we're dooming tens of fighters to ditching once we fuck up the deck.
    >> Starshadow 02/24/12(Fri)01:56 No.18077862
    Carrier decks are going to be empty if they are done launching already. And they probably have crash nets. Or are you suggesting all three of us parachute into the sea.

    Either way, if we burn fuel now it will make landing safer. I say we fight.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:57 No.18077869
    >"Sean, we're going to need an arrestor hook. Here's a picture of Mio. Take off your pants and hang off the tail or something, wouldja?"

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:57 No.18077871
    subtle magic nothing, we caused a perfectly good gun to fuck up like it'd been abused for twenty years.

    We got this.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:57 No.18077879
    ...MC explained exactly what was wrong with that gun.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:58 No.18077882
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    Warlocks? No. We're FUCKING GNOMES.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:58 No.18077884
    >>Dooming marines to ditching.

    A - they're marines. They probably like the water or some stupid shit.

    B - England is *RIGHT THERE*. If they're dumb enough to go in the drink within sight of a friendly airstrip, they deserve it.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:58 No.18077889
    That's why we're using complete obvious magic. Subtlety is for women and children.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:58 No.18077895
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    If we live, it'll be funny as all hell.

    >Saratoga sailing past Castle Barin
    >Puts us ashore in a lighter
    >"We believe this is yours."
    >Minna's fw
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:58 No.18077897
    We'll be on fumes by the time we get there.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:58 No.18077900
    we need to steal one when they come out then paint it
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:59 No.18077907
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:59 No.18077909
    ...But we can't use obvious magic.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)01:59 No.18077911
    We don't have that far to go, lets take out one more alium before making our magnificent exit.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:00 No.18077913
    Lex is also present.

    Worst comes to worst, they shove our precious beauty over the side. The only way we could put Sara's flight deck out of commission for returning fighters would be to explode in a ball of flames, which would require fuel.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:01 No.18077923
    Lady Lex is RIGHT THERE, and we're in the Channel.

    She can shoehorn the damn planes into her hangar if needs be, she'll be in port to unload them within an hour or two.

    Also, we're gonna be bingo fuel if we do crash, and we unloaded our very explosive rockets, so there ain't no boom juice left on our plane to really fuck things up. All we'd do at worst is make a hole, and carriers patched that shit up all the time.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:01 No.18077926

    Bigger problem.

    How do you paint a airborne dread on the side of a widow?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:02 No.18077931

    We need to put it on the tail methinks.
    >> Major Airlift 02/24/12(Fri)02:02 No.18077934
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:02 No.18077935
    Dreadnought + broken wings
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:02 No.18077936
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:02 No.18077938
    Very very carefully.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:02 No.18077939
    >get near Castle Barin
    >row the Widow to shore, flying a flag made of pants and a radio antennae
    >THEN their faces when

    >play it off like we rowed the whole way in that time
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:02 No.18077942
    wait wait wait. No pacific war means no kamikazes. no kamikazes means no armored flight decks.

    There is a distinct possibility an aircraft of our size and weight could fuck up that flight deck....
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:03 No.18077950

    Not quite, remember they love those buzzbombs.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:03 No.18077951
    Inverted silhouette?
    Everyone will be 'the fuck does that mean' and we'll be all "AIRBORNE DREAD."
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:03 No.18077954
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    I love this, and I love you.
    Also OFW
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:03 No.18077955
    Paint a picture of Perrine's ass. It's flabby, it spits bullets everywhere, and it's disliked by everyone, so it seems like the perfect symbol.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:03 No.18077957
    Yes! Or used the plane like a sub.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:04 No.18077959
    I still want official confirmation on that kill. I know Sean saw secondaries, but it'd be nice to get something more concrete.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:04 No.18077962
    Get out.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:04 No.18077964

    We're getting credit, chill.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:05 No.18077966
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    I'd rather go with the WWII stealth suit
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:05 No.18077968
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    We're pro enough to survive landing anywhere, but we might take a landing deck out of comission and doom the other fighters
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:05 No.18077970
    We got enough people to confirm the kill don't worry.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:05 No.18077972
    I don't want credit if we didn't actually kill it, though.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:06 No.18077973
    Brits armored theirs from the get-go.

    But Lady Lex and Sara's decks were never armored IOTL (in fact, I don't think any American carriers were during the war) so we wouldn't be dealing with armored decks even if there had been kamis.
    >> planefag !!0ZviLFh59My 02/24/12(Fri)02:06 No.18077974
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    For a second, you're tempted to stay in the fight until you've expended your ammunition - and were you alone, you might.

    But a mostly-empty tank still contains fumes, and those light up really, really well when they're hit by incendiaries. You're flying a bomb with a lit fuse, at this point. And you might well need fuel for go-arounds.

    Sean sets the radio, and you call.

    "Ghostrider, P-61 Black Widow, calling Saragota, do you copy?"

    Some static. "Saratoga tower, we hear you."

    "Saratoga, I've got a fuel leak and I'm ten minutes from your deck. Requesting permission to land."

    You wait.

    You wait some more.

    "Ghostrider, please repeat?"

    "Saratoga, I'm out of fuel, I've got three men here and I need a runway. You're it."

    "Buddy, there's no way in hell-"

    "She stalls at sixty MPH with the flaps down buddy. You get the crash net out and I'll worry about the landing, okay?"

    The exchange continues like that for a few minutes, until you finally convince the Saratoga that you've not many options. The crash nets are rolled out, and ten minutes later, you're lining up on the carrier. Nearby, the Lexington is still launching fighters.

    "Are we fucked?" Ian asks.

    "Yeah," Sean says. "Nice plane and all but it's just a prototype. They still make them, you know."

    "I don't have the fuel to climb for a bail-out," you say tersely. "You want to ditch?"

    THAT shuts 'em up. Nobody bothers ditching when you've got a perfectly good pistol at hand.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:06 No.18077975
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    You just gave me the image of perrine having explosive bullet diarrhea.

    I hope you're happy.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:06 No.18077980
    We scoop out the dreadnaught's hull and ROW it back to base, with our Widow inside.
    >> Starshadow 02/24/12(Fri)02:07 No.18077987
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    Exactly. Most people don't know but pilots landed fucked up planes and fucked up planes when landing on carriers ALL THE TIME during WW2. Plane cracked in half? No problem, give the pilot a stiff drink. Then get 10 guys together to shove it over the side and make room for the next plane.

    As long as we don't set the deck on fire or crash into the bridge, we are not endangering the carrier any more than a navy plane. And as anon pointed out, fire needs fuel. We already used our rockets too, so no problem there.

    Getting into the air will be fun, but we have WEP.

    >inb4 pic related
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:08 No.18078000
    >We scoop out the dreadnaught's hull and ROW it back to base, with our Widow inside

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:08 No.18078002
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:08 No.18078006
    >landing a widow on a carrier in combat with no gas

    ive got the shakes over it just sitting here at my PC
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:09 No.18078012
    No, US carriers armored the hangar deck. Brits armored the flight deck.

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:09 No.18078018
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:09 No.18078020
    Hey, OP, is Project Habakkuk chugging along or not?
    >> Crix !!nLvSV/0cRma 02/24/12(Fri)02:10 No.18078022
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    Ha! Updates.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:10 No.18078026
    In my defense, I didn't realize what I'd implied until after I posted. Maybe change to "ruins everything it touches"?

    The other two points still work unaltered, though.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:10 No.18078033
    You mean 'With Witches' don't you?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:10 No.18078035
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    I don't really have a plane image, but here's something plane-related.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:12 No.18078047
    Same thing. Both take off their pants for a living.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:12 No.18078052
    >Same thing

    Strippers have pants to take off.
    Strikers don't.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:13 No.18078062
    Needs a longer pause on the last frame.
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:14 No.18078068
    Planefag, how long do you plan on going?

    Some of us have to get up early
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:14 No.18078069
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    If only...
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:14 No.18078070

    There is no way in hell they aren't going to be filming this shit. You know what this means? If we don't die, we're going to get in the News Reels.

    NEWS REELS, PEOPLE. Let's see Chuck beat THAT.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:14 No.18078075
    The issue is that we're crash landing a plane that weighs more than twice as much as what the ship was designed to accommodate, and without a reinforced and armored flight deck, there's a real chance we might do some damage.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:14 No.18078076
    archive will still be there in the morning
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:15 No.18078078
    Meanwhile, Chuck is fending off an entire fleet of Aerial Dreadnoughts, backed up by the 501st.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:15 No.18078088
    But we're going to land the widow like a motherfucking pigeon on a diet.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:16 No.18078097
    but we took one out in ONE pass
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:16 No.18078098
    Oh god. Somebody get our aviators. Is our hair okay? Alright, good.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:16 No.18078101
    >"Ghostrider, please repeat?"

    I admit that I do not know radio procedure circa 1943, but repeat is an artillery proword to re-shoot the last fire mission. "say again" is for that use.

    Feel free to correct me if anyone knows WWII comms, but that's my two bits. And they've been drilled into me for years.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:16 No.18078103
    He took down 3.

    Numbers matter.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:17 No.18078105

    Shit... We don't have a oneliner ready.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:17 No.18078106

    Meanwhile Jack Churchill is off cutting alium tanks in half with his claymore. Not to mention playing his bagpipes while his allies advance.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:17 No.18078111
    HAHA Yes! The gloating will be glorious! Though it will also put focus on our little secret.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:17 No.18078113
    That fucker is amazing.
    >> planefag !!0ZviLFh59My 02/24/12(Fri)02:17 No.18078118
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    You drop the flaps all the way and pull back on the throttles. The Saratoga is turned into the wind for recovery operations, and her deck is clear. Between her huge wings, the powerful engines and the flaps, the Widow has a surprisingly low stall speed for such a big plane.

    "Call the ball," a voice says into your radio.

    "What ball?" you snap irritably.

    "... okay. Just, uh, do what I say, okay?"

    "Right," you say tersely.

    "Up. Up. Left.... a little more... add power. Add power." You finesse the controls, trying to match the voice. You hit a switch and drop your landing gear, forcing you to add some power to counteract the drag - and slow even further.

    "Up... up... add power! Power!" the man shouts, but you ignore him. He doesn't know the Widow like you do; she's got all the power she needs. The tricycle landing gear means you don't have to point your nose at the sky to land, so your visibility of the carrier is better, but you'll still be blind in those last few, crucial seconds.

    "UP UP UP UP!" the man is screaming, and you goose the throttles, flicking the joke back a little. The Widow pops up eagerly, and you slam back on the throttles, knowing you've just grabbed more altitude then you probably needed."

    "-UT CUT CUT CUT CUT-" the man is screaming into your headphones, wisely this time. You shove the nose down harshly, for a three-point landing, and you feel the Widow SLAM into the carrier deck as she stalls out about five feet above it.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:17 No.18078119
    And each one will STILL be only one kill each.

    >Don't have any good trollface pics
    Why did my desktop have to die?!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:18 No.18078122
    What he said. Repeat generally means I throw more death at baddies.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:18 No.18078126
    >Call the ball

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:18 No.18078128
    You are now realizing that the Silvana was basically the first aircraft carrier in the Last Exile 'verse.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:19 No.18078142
    Did I died?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:19 No.18078146
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:19 No.18078148
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    >> Iron Lung 02/24/12(Fri)02:20 No.18078153
    Probably had a moment of clarity about how overdone troll-facing is.
    Honor it's sacrifice.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:20 No.18078154
    >> Major Airlift 02/24/12(Fri)02:20 No.18078156
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:20 No.18078157
    Glare at him. Just GLARE.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:21 No.18078171
    Exit plane, ask for beer.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:21 No.18078172

    >On sound powered headset, "Last station, say again please."
    >"again, you're welcome"

    >> Arcbound 02/24/12(Fri)02:21 No.18078174
    Alright Planefag, just like the first time.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:22 No.18078184
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    i know that feel.

    but much was recovered. good luck with yours.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:22 No.18078185
    "And that, seamen, is how you -actually- land a plane."
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:22 No.18078192
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    /tg/: making (alternate) history, every day.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:22 No.18078196
    So what bullshit Navy fighter do you think they'll toss us in to get home?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:22 No.18078198
    Wait, do we meet Catherine?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:23 No.18078201
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    So how gay will we get with the sailors before the Witches catch us?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:23 No.18078204
    Here at /tg/, history is our bitch.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:23 No.18078205
    Assuming we just had a hard landing and not an actual crack-up, we just served Jimmy fuckin' Doolittle. Jimmy only had to launch his planes from the carriers; we just fuckin' landed ours.

    Granted, the Doolittle Raid probably never happened ITTL, but that just means what we did will look even more impressive.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:23 No.18078206
    Equip aviators.
    Adjust hair.
    Demand that they take us to our witches.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:23 No.18078208
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:24 No.18078215
    This reminds me of AVGN's review of Top Gun.

    Impossible to land.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:24 No.18078222
    And just then, a gigantic flat-top ship appears, sailing through a circular portal. Looking closely you can see the letters CVN printed on the side...
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:24 No.18078223
    a torpedo plane like the avenger is a worse case

    a fighter bomber like three corsairs at the best

    but we keep them!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:24 No.18078224
    Yeah, hard drive is okay, the BIOS and subsequently the motherboard is completely and utterly fucked though. Reason: Apparently some RAM cards I bought off NewEgg were, well, bad is the only way to explain it.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:25 No.18078229
    and then we roll off the edge.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:25 No.18078238
    Hope it's a Corsair. Those were awesome personified.

    Although some of the Japanese late-war designs might also be decent, now that they have access to better raw materials, better components and more fuel.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:26 No.18078242
    Kill for Corsairs.

    But can't we just ask to them to fix the plain or if it can be...
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:26 No.18078245
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:26 No.18078246
    Oh god. If only.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:26 No.18078250
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    >Implying the witches don't want us to get friendly with the sailors
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:26 No.18078251
    I had that error once. Turns out I was trying to boot from the wrong hard drive (had multiples).
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:27 No.18078255
    more aircraft to play with would be fun. and piss off chuck
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:27 No.18078258

    Holy fuck...
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:27 No.18078259
    Now get our bird's three good tanks filled, then fly back before anyone gets killed.

    Minna will probably be pissed.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:28 No.18078262

    see, all that happened to me was a TOTALLY LEGITIMATE pdf of the tau codex eating my boot sector.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:28 No.18078264
    That just gave me a hilarious idea.

    We should do a fireman calendar-style thing for the witches. Their reaction would be priceless.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:28 No.18078269
    >Launching a ground-based fighter from a carrier

    You're adorable.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:29 No.18078274
    I think we've cheated death enough for one day. Lets just sail back.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:29 No.18078277

    "Sorry Minna, I was half way back to base, when a Martian dreadnought challenged me for the honor of the 501st. Obviously I had to accept!"
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:29 No.18078279
    Aviators resting on our crotch.

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:29 No.18078285


    Sorry, that was bad...
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078288
    Doolittle's Raiders would like to have a word with you.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078289

    Doolittle managed it with fucking B-25 Medium Bombers. And he wasn't fucking magic.

    We've got this.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078291
    It said you lot had honor and, well, I've lived with you and bleed and what not and I killed it dead. With rockets.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078293
    We could just patch the plane up and float it back. you know, toss some floats on the wings or some shit and paddle her back.
    >> planefag !!0ZviLFh59My 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078295
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    There's a horrible sound as the nose of the Widow smashes through the crash-net - and another, and another - and you arc your back as you shove your feet on the brakes, pressing your back against the seat to literally stand on the damn things with all your might.


    Brakes squealing, people bleating, your mouth screaming, the Widow comes to a shuddering, uncertain halt.

    You collapse in your seat, and stare at the water in front of you for a minute. You can't see any ship.

    Kicking open your floor hatch, you look down at the deck, and the edge of the deck about fifteen feet away. A sailor is already ramming a chock underneath the nose-wheel.

    You unfold the ladder and shiver your way down it, then quake your way across the deck in a way that looks casual and hardboiled from a distance; say, the island, where all the cameras probably are.

    "Bit of a near thing, eh chaps?" you say nonchalantly to the crew running to drag your Widow away from the edge of the deck.

    You and your crew are quickly ushered into the Ready Room as the deck hands haul your big fighter over to a parking spot by the island, chocking and lashing it down with gusto until it's firmly secured - it certainly won't fit on the aircraft elevators.
    >> Major Airlift 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078296
    All of them.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078298
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078305
    Oh my! Martian impinge the honor of the 501st, and we avenged!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:30 No.18078306
    Those were stripped B-25s with months of training and the wind in their faces.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:31 No.18078313

    There would be varying degrees of shock and disgust.

    Within a week there would be at least one copy in every witch's room.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:31 No.18078314
    a TOTALLY LEGITIMATE pdf of the tau codex
    >tau codex
    I think I identified your problem there. Course, my buddies play Tyranid-Hive Tyrant heavy and Newcrons so I really should shut up
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:31 No.18078316
    Lucky fucks.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:31 No.18078321
    Now we go brag to the navy pilots (make sure to call them that)
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:32 No.18078326

    And we've got MAGIC.

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    Now those Navy tarts had better not crash one of their piddly planes into our baby.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:32 No.18078330


    >inb4 Admiral Spruance glaring at us for risking his carrier
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:32 No.18078336
    Minna walks into her office and every spare inch of wall is lined with them. Piling her desk, in every shelf, littering her bed. All turned to our month.

    And outside, Yoshika politely pays the printer for this week's run and thanks him for his time.
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    Next time we're in town. This must happen
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:33 No.18078345
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:33 No.18078347

    Where're some cigars when you need them?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:34 No.18078350
    Dismember, obviously.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:34 No.18078353
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    Their faces when.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:34 No.18078355
    >> planefag !!0ZviLFh59My 02/24/12(Fri)02:34 No.18078357
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    You, Sean, and Ian are all sitting around stuffing your faces with ice cream when a harried-looking man with a clipboard enters the room. You, Sean and Ian automatically stand and salute - he's either a flag-rank officer or a supply sergeant, and you respect the former by protocol and the latter through experience and pure mercenary instinct.

    "At ease, Gentlemen. I'm the XO." He consults his clipboard. "You boys from the 501st?"

    You all nod.

    He sighs. "We've got some brass burning up the airwaves right now, wanting you."

    "Oh, lord," you say, rubbing your head. "We told her where we were going, and everything."

    "What? No," the XO says. "They NEED you."

    "Don't they all," Ian says softly, grinning a little. Sure, it's a big bad officer and all, but he's not in your chain of command and you three just pulled off one hell of a day's work.

    The XO stares at you. "You haven't heard."

    All three of you exchange a Bad Look, and the ice cream sours in your stomach.

    "What's going on?"

    "The Martians are invading England."
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:34 No.18078358
    Obtain girlie mags. Watch Yoshika 'borrow' them.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:34 No.18078361

    Then she puts on her aviators, readjusts her pants and struts off to do the same to Perrine with Ian's month.

    It... it brings a tear to my eye just thinking about it...
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078365

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078367
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078370
    Well then, we're bloody headed back for the skies then aren't we?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078371
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078372
    Oh hey, I believe I anticipated that EVERYTHING WOULD BE ON FUCKING FIRE by the time we got back to Barin.

    Fucking aliums.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078374
    >> Iron Lung 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078375
    Time to Deal With It.
    With boolets.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078376

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    ...well shit.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078378


    OH SHIT!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078379
    rolled 13 = 13


    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:35 No.18078381



    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:36 No.18078383
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:36 No.18078388
    "Pilot, what the hell were you doing out there?!"

    "You'll read about it in the news."

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:36 No.18078390
    something tells me that were going to be given some new aircraft to use
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:36 No.18078391
    They KNEW we'd leave! Those genius! Dont' worry boys, I'M COMING TO GET YOU!
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:36 No.18078395

    And HERE's the SHTF that causes NEXT TIME, ON STRIKE WITCHES.
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:37 No.18078401

    gas the widow and charge the catapult!
    >> Major Airlift 02/24/12(Fri)02:37 No.18078402
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    STRIKE WITCHES will resume TUESDAY, at the usual time of 6:30-7:00 (-5 GMT.) BE THERE OR BE SQUARE
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:37 No.18078405
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:37 No.18078411

    Well... It certainly helps our egos to know that the aliens won't dare attack if we're in the area anymore.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:37 No.18078415
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078419
    Well shit. Sean and Ian are both proper pilots, right?
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    >> planefag !!0ZviLFh59My 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078422
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    Incidentally it's only through chance and choices that you haven't bumped into Douglas BIG WING BADER yet.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078423
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    >> Iron Lung 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078428
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    Fucking BOSS, PF!
    I'll be there, thanks as always.
    >> Sanguinius !oDZ3/a4B/. 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078429
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    No. No shits, no freaking out. We get a plane, we get the fuck back there and show those Alium sons of bitches what it means to cross a real pilot.

    Buckle your seatbelts boys, it's go time.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078430
    Whelp. So much for the calendar idea. For now.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078431
    >right after i start my new job.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078432
    That explains why this one was so soon after the last.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078434
    the widow is to badly damaged you fool we have holes in the fuel tank and god knows what else got damaged in the landing
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078435
    rolled 14 = 14


    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078436

    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078437
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:38 No.18078438
    We need to know whether the 501 is still at Barin or if they've been deployed.
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:39 No.18078444
    Where's Temeraire when you need him?

    ...oh, right, completely different series and timeframe.

    Well, that's us fucked.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:39 No.18078445
    “We shall fight them on the beaches he said. “We shall fight them in the streets, and in the alleys, and in those things where it’s like a dead end, only there’s like a circle at the end, you know? Cul somethings.” --Winston Churchill (Dave Barry Slept Here)
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    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:40 No.18078455

    carriers also dont have catapults yet, whats your point?
    >> Now at least partially SWQ canon! Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:40 No.18078458
    North Africa

    This shit sucked. Lt. James Anders adjusted his cap to keep the sun out of his eyes as he lay in his tent. The 48th was at a little less than 50% combat effectiveness, with eight of their original sixteen either dead or grounded. This meant that the brass weren’t giving them forward patrols while they waited for new pilots and planes.

    Problem was, the Indianapolis had gone missing somewhere in the Med a few days before, along with the supply convoy that was bringing them the parts to get their two inoperable Lightnings back in the air. With a bit of guilt, James remember the better-than-three thousand sailors that had disappeared with the fleet.

    “Fuck…“ Anders swore under his breath. He’d talked with Bristol the night before; without those supplies, they were probably going to decommission the 48th and roll her remaining pilots and planes into other squadrons. Sure, he’d probably be flying again, but it wouldn’t be the same without Flip, and Silverman and McHale, not to mention it was a crapshoot as to whether any other commander in the Army Air Corps would put up with the shit he’d pulled under Bristol.

    And there was nothing a commander loved more than breaking a new hotshot pilot under them.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:40 No.18078461

    So, OP, now that we've finished, what about Habakkuk?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:41 No.18078466
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    So...no sexy-man calender for the Witches?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:41 No.18078470
    Yeah, I totally didn't see that coming.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:41 No.18078474
    well I hope you like the corsair or the wildcat because we might be using those
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    Darkest hour?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:42 No.18078480
    Look on the bright side. Maybe the Martians will get a few lucky hits on the Air Ministry and thus destroy the single worst enemy the British war effort faced (namely, the Air Ministry).

    Well, it would be lucky for us anyway.
    >> C'mon, who didn't see this coming eventually? Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:42 No.18078482


    “Get your pants on and get over to my office. We’ve got orders.”

    “Sir!” James rolled off the cot and got himself into a semi-presentable condition. Five minutes later he dragged himself back into Bristol’s shack/office. “So, where are they sending me?” He said, all hope drained from his voice.

    “Well, I’ve got good news and I’ve got news that you’re probably going to want to sit down for.” James took the offered seat. “Good news is they’re not breaking up the 48th.”

    “They scrounge up some Lightnings out of England or something?” James was confused now. Even if that were the case, it’d be hell flying them all the way out here for the benefit of one squadron.


    “Some other poor squadron get mauled worse than we did?”

    Bristol pushed the Manila envelope across the table, flipping it open before he leaned back.

    “What in the holy fuck…” He read and reread the orders. “This can’t be right…” He read them a third time for good measure. They were being assigned to Forward Airbase 034-512 Alexandria. AKA: Sparkle Fortress.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:42 No.18078484
    My task is done. Compilation updated to 34.

    >> Crix !!nLvSV/0cRma 02/24/12(Fri)02:42 No.18078487
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    what do you expect me to do all weekend?

    Play videogames or something?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:42 No.18078488
    Oh, and speaking of, what about the Philadelphia Experiment? Because, you know, magic works and what not.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:43 No.18078490
    Oh shit
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:43 No.18078491
    Does this include the first one, that isn't on suptg?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:43 No.18078492

    I like how they're invading after we've redeployed what seems like half our forces here.

    This would be like Germany launching operation sea lion the day before D-Day.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:43 No.18078493
    I had forgotten all about that. Isn't that the one were the ship disapeared?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:44 No.18078497
    It'll get done. Maybe we'll end up in London for a bit while defending Britain. Then we can have them ready by the next time we land at Barin.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:44 No.18078499

    We've never given them much credit for brains.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:44 No.18078500
    We're in '43 or '44, damn well better at least be Hellcats by this point.

    Or something Japanese. One of the designs that would have been better if they'd had enough of an engine to add shit like decent armor, better weapons and luxuries like self-sealing fuel tanks and radios.
    >> Good times ahead! Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:44 No.18078501
    “Have the brass completely lost their shit?” Anders by now had completely lost his polite, talking-with-CO tone. “Hell, remember that Fortress crew that got lost and ran out of fuel a few months ago? When they tried to make an emergency landing there. They had men aboard so they made them ditch. Threatened to blow their asses out of the sky on approach.” Aside from the support crew and military brass, male servicemen were barred from Witch bases. “Do the Witches know?”

    Bristol shrugged. “I am as confused and unaware as you are. I wasted a perfectly good cup of coffee when I read it,” He nodded to a splotch of brown on the shack’s rug. “Was all I could do to keep from spitting it all over the report.”

    James kept reading for the report, looking for the joke, the punchline that’d show that Bristol or someone was screwing with them. There was none. “When do we head over?”

    “Got a crew breaking down Silverman and Mancini’s Lightnings for transport now.” He took the orders back and closed them. “I want you to get the pilots who have planes packed and in the air. I’ll take Silverman and Mancini with their planes on the ground.” Bristol got that particular look on his face when he was serious about something. “For the love of God, when you get there control yourselves, at least until I get there and we figure out what’s happening. As far as I know we’re the first and only male pilots operating out of a Sparkle base. I don’t want to get there tonight and find out they’ve already killed your asses for going on a panty raid or trying to sneak into their showers or something…”

    “…You really think they have group showers? Kidding! Kidding!” James waved a surrender before Bristol could chuck the stapler at his head.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:45 No.18078503
    Yup. And it is on sup/tg/, it just doesn't have the Strike Witches Quest tag.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:45 No.18078506
    >> Starshadow 02/24/12(Fri)02:45 No.18078510
    I'll at it to the todo list:

    - Let someone know about that armoury situation.
    - Test effectiveness of emotional chaff by thinking the dirtiest thoughts we possibly can while Minna is giving a briefing in front of the Witches.
    - Paint dat recursive nose art
    - Get some red paint and put an hourglass on the turret of the widow
    - Bath? Bath
    - Produce and print a sexy calendar for the witches.

    - PANTS
    - Break up the fight.
    - Figure out a way to troll Minna by having the entire base gang up on her.
    - Give our leg time to heal before we fly the ELINT mission. (ie tommorow)
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:46 No.18078511
    No no, the FIRST one. The one where we bounced Sanya and the 501st Junkers.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:46 No.18078513
    USS Eldridge traveled through time for ten seconds, at least in our world. Not including invisibility and phasing of the crew members.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:46 No.18078514
    Hey Writefag are you archiving this some place to read? (besides the threads them selves)

    If not what thread did you start writing on?
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:46 No.18078515

    the first quest *isnt* on suptg and your rar doesn't have it.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:46 No.18078518
    Mightn't we be responding to their invasion? This little fight we just got out of could have been aimed at slowing down our reinforcements.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:47 No.18078524
    Healing's for pussies.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:48 No.18078525


    here it is.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:49 No.18078532

    Well, I've got them all saved as documents. The first one is up on some website where I can never actually remember where. Never gave much thought to archiving them in one place though.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:49 No.18078534

    Well shit. I didn't know there was another one. Guess I've got work to do.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:53 No.18078553

    Also, started posting them here:


    They're at the end of every night since that.

    Actually surprised I've been this regular with them, probably because I've been trying to keep them short.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:53 No.18078555
    Eh i'm just to lazy to look though all the threads. An easy way to share would by to put them up on Google docs and give us the link to them.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:54 No.18078558
    We hijack a plane if we have to. Fuck Montfaggory's orders.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)02:54 No.18078563
    Here we go. Named it 0 because damn if I'm gonna change all of the numbers.

    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)02:54 No.18078565

    Could work. Actually, one sec...
    >> Starshadow 02/24/12(Fri)03:00 No.18078582
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    I just archived the thread. See you glorious gentlemen on tuesday.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)03:03 No.18078592
    Found it!


    I'll start throwing the rest of them on there right now.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:07 No.18078608
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    Oh god I hope I'm not too late
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:10 No.18078613

    Nope... This is perfect
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:10 No.18078616
    ooh, i like.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)03:10 No.18078617

    k, they should all be up there and properly named so they're in order.
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)03:12 No.18078623

    Just need the part where Bugs Bunny switched to fuel, causing Daffy Duck to say "ROCKETS AND THAT'S FINAL."

    And that's how we got rockets.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:12 No.18078624
    Is there supposed to be something after this?
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)03:13 No.18078628

    Nah. Figured after how serious the last two were I'd end this one on a bit of humor.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:16 No.18078640
    Homour's fine, it's just kind of abrupt.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:16 No.18078641
    I only see the first part in the bin wheres the rest?
    >> Writefag 02/24/12(Fri)03:19 No.18078648

    Ah, just realised I only pasted the second page. Fixed it.

    Also, it does seem a bit abrupt, I'll try to avoid that in the future.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:49 No.18078808

    It *IS* on sup/tg/.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)03:54 No.18078830
    But that's not the first thread.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)04:00 No.18078861
    First thread is http://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/17545010/

    The sup/tg/ thread you've got there also links to it.
    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)04:46 No.18079147
    >British South East Coast


    >> Anonymous 02/24/12(Fri)09:28 No.18080645
    Ah fuck we're going all Resistance Fall of Man now.

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