Todays patrol was a little smoother than most; of course it goes without saying that the Joker was handled again, but that bit was already covered. With Neu Berlins security covered I thought it would be a rather safe bet to have drinks with Feldwebel Drum. That however later turned out to be a mistake.
Reports showed that two Fliegers were previously gunned down in Stuttgart by an unknown Hessian force. Leutnant Schneider went in to investigate, and despite my impaired state being the only pilot available I was sent to her wing. Immediately we found the wing of Hessians consisting of four bombers and a single fighter.
In exchange for one of their pilots they agreed to leave the system, and so they appeared to have done. Leutnant Schneider and I continued our patrol of the Stuttgart system, once again running into the same wing of Hessians, but this time they did not feign playing along. For some reason a bomber pilot thought it a good idea to challenge my Wraith to a duel which I was encouraged to accept by Leutnant Schneider.
Maik Lehmann was his name if I recall. We didnt waste much time getting to the engagement, with myself utilizing the speed of my ship to counter his raw power. I say, focusing on staying alive when youre intoxicated becomes a bit cloudy. My hand was constantly shaking as I tried to take aim, sweat trickling along my brow as I lined up razor after razor shot.
I couldnt really tell how much time it took given my mental state, but eventually the bomber burst into pieces, causing his comrades to make a break for it. The Leutnant and I chased down another bomber, stopping him. Since he refused to halt I was given permission to fire. It was a rather hopeless situation, with the bomber constantly disrupted and under fire it is no surprise it was also relieved of a recognizable shape.
Unfortunately the bomber had wasted enough of our time for the rest of the Hessians to get away, so we returned to Battleship Moselle where I will be taking it easy and relaxing until my head simmers down.