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WW2 Romanian Air Force, Sim Flying & Aviation
October 5, 2014
A new virtual Romanian squad
Foreign dedicated players who like to play missions on the Eastern Front are also welcome.
For contact, please feel free to add my to your contacts. A short description of your intentions for joining our squad would be appreciated.
Skype: beta4good1
Steam: nextpc13
e-mail: beta4good@gmail.com
P.S. (added a few days later) You can also register on our forum at:
http://aripiromanesti.freeforums.net/
May 1, 2014
One of the best WW2 aerial battle footage collage
December 18, 2012
Wish for a new start...
October 10, 2012
Back in business
July 29, 2012
Lufwaffe Enigma
June 15, 2012
HSFX 5.01
May 31, 2012
Shot down in style...
May 16, 2012
Stuka or Henschel?
Ju-87 D-3 - better rate of climb under 4000 m, better speed at 4000 m, better turn time.
Hs-129 B-2 - better speed, except at 4000, better rate of climb above 4000 m, better rate of climb at true air speed.
Apart from these features, it's pretty hard to compare a two-engine plane with a single-engine one, radial engines with inline engines, the French engine industry with the German one, etc.
I think it's rather a matter of choice and taste. Which was not the case in WW2, but Stuka and Henschel pilots worked well together on the Eastern Front.
For me, nothing compares with Ju-87's 90-degree dive...
April 26, 2012
Back home
April 10, 2012
G9V
March 26, 2012
One month ago
February 26, 2012
2012 Top Gun (2)
February 20, 2012
2012 Top Gun (1)
February 13, 2012
Did the Romanian Special Intelligence Service know about Operation Tidal Wave? (2)
February 11, 2012
Did the Romanian Special Intelligence Service know about Operation Tidal Wave? (1)
February 5, 2012
Dobran's birthday
January 14, 2012
Rise of Flight with 6DoF
January 9, 2012
My first Rise of Flight Movie
January 6, 2012
Heaven and hell...
And the preamble of that particular decree... An approximate translation would be: Michael the First, King of Romania by the grace of God and the national will, To all present and to the future ones, health to you all: To the report of Our minister secretary of State of the War Department, by no. 135, 1944; Taking into consideration the royal decrees no. 2,895 from July 31st, 1930 and no. 536 from February 28th, 1931, by which The Air Force Virtue Order, with swords, is established and granted, We have decreed and decree:
At page 5, under the Air Force Virtue Order, with swords, Gold Cross with first and second bars, we can find lt. av. Dobran Ioan:
The decree (no. 1,821) was signed by the king at October 6th, 1944. Army corps general Mihail Racoviţă was the War minister.
November 26, 2011
Flying on JG2 Dedicated Server...
I start my engine and it takes me about five minutes to find the runway, because all I get is the cockpit view and I have to move my nose left and right every time I change my direction, to see if there is an obstacle in front of me.
Finally, I'm airborne and I need to take a good look at the location of the homebase on the map. Today, word is that we have to patrol our area and even to free-hunt in the western islands, beyond the border line across the sea.
After fifteen minutes of tiresome flying, I reach the islands and, almost instantaneously, I spot two bogies at 1 o'clock, slightly higher. The cool thing about JG2 Server is that you never know if you fight against a human or an AI opponent...
The second PBY proves to be an easy prey, too, after its left engine catches fire when I attack from its 10 o'clock... I turn around and contemplate the flying torch.
My contemplation time is very short, because I see tracers above and, at the same time, a Spitfire overshoots by my right side. He must be a rookie, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to write these words today... I look behind and I see two more Spitfires! The ambush is perfect.
After a few seconds, the closest Spitfire at my 6 o'clock opens fire, but I manage to avoid its bullets.
I trade altitude for speed and I'm engaged by the rookie again. I avoid his furious attacks three times and I get on his tail, the other two Spitfire being at my six, but still away. My gun's convergence is set to 250 m for machine guns and 200 m for cannons, and, although the rookie is still away, at about 500 m, he's flying a straight path and I fire a two-second burst. We're already 300 m above the sea, and the rookie's Spitfire starts to smoke and hits the water... I've never been so lucky!
But I don't get the time to enjoy my last kill, since I have to engage the two Spits behind. But soon I find that these guys are no amateurs, and they fight like one. The first Spitfire hits my right wing and jams the cannon.
After a while, I get the chance to hit the enemy leader, but I miss... My luck seems to have vanished away.
And the fatal blow comes! My Fw-190 is a wreck.
Look what they have done to my cockpit! I'll file a complaint! My compass is gone, how am I supposed to get back home?!
I hide in a cloud and descend to 50 m above the sea. I look at my Tutima wrist watch and at the clock on my right side. After that, I observe the position of the sun in the sky and I figure out where the east is. The two Spits seem to have lost me...
But I'm hit pretty hard and my engine seems to lose power rapidly.
I eventually decide to bail out and wait for a better day. I gain some altitude and jump in the sea, after launching a May-Day.
After about three hours, I'm found by one of our ships and live to tell this story... After this awsome and stressful experience, I feel so tired and all my muscles feel so sore, that I need a good rest...
November 10, 2011
WW2 Luftwaffe watches
And a list of interesting links:
http://general.watchprosite.com/show-nblog.post/ti-496641/
http://www.iwc.com/en-us/
https://shop.laco.de/en/index.html?x91b92=c2s09dgm3dshsqtk3caampf271
http://www.durowe.com/en/index.php
http://www.stowa.de/lshop,shopstart,132221416410188,en,1322214301-11266,,,,,.htm
http://www.wempe.de/st-setlang-en.htm
November 6, 2011
Stuka Power!
Actually, before having to leave hometown, I intended to post a new topic on my blog, but I didn't have enough time. It was about the last combat training exercise... Location: western coast of Norway.
I was flying south, in my Ju-87 D-5, and my mission was to attack the ships or any facility in the harbors in the enemy area, being protected by a Bf-109 G-6. I was supposed to link up with my escort near the front line and enter the enemy area together. It seemed to be a reasonable plan and I was fully confident in my dive-bombing abilities. The ingress route was well chosen, too, away from any enemy patrol or AAA. One SC500 bomb hung under my belly and I was eager to put my new Stuvi bombsight to work.
I follow the planned route and remain at 3,000 m, watching the splendid clouds ahead and the blue sea below. I tell my rear gunner to increase vigilance as we were approaching the front line. Suddenly, I see a small dot at my 2 o'clock. The front line was still 50 km away and my escort wasn't supposed to fly north. Something was wrong with this dot that was growing bigger and bigger. I had the bad feeling that it was a bandit, and, by its size, chances were high that it was a fighter plane. It's a Spitfire! Pure horror to come... I rapidly announce my rear gunner of the imminent danger and send a radio may-day. The Spitfire maneuvers into my direction, and I follow the procedure by the book. I drop my bomb and start losing altitude very fast, heading back north. Hitting the deck could at least spare me of the attacks coming from below. My intention was to slow down near stall speed and scissor like crazy, giving my rear gunner the opportunity to fire at the Spitfire...
I am at 50 m above the water when tens of bullets start hitting my plane, although I do my best to move away from my enemy's gunsight. My Jumo 211 engine starts smoking slightly and all I can hear is the engine roar and the MG 81Z machine guns firing desperately behind me. I am too concentrated to stay away from the enemy tracers that whistle all around me and hit the dark water ahead, raising high columns of white foam, and I don't have a second to assess the damage done to my crate. The rear gunner starts screaming with what I found later to be desperate joy, as he hits the Spitfire and disables its controls. I look over my left shoulder and I see the Spit rolling into the water and disintegrating into a thousand pieces. Mein Gott, we're saved! There are no words in this world to describe our feelings at that moment...
Later I find that the Stuka is still airworthy and I start thinking that we might get home alive... When we reach our base, after a tough landing due to my engine's loss of power, I am told, the second day, that the enemy radio messages indicate that one of their top aces is missing, after crossing our front line...
October 15, 2011
Flying the Ju-87 D-5
Liviu, dive bombing - like level bombing, is a different kind of flying and it's really worth trying. Apart from that, dive bombing is so... vintage, because, shortly after WW2, its role has declined. While in WW1, dive bombing was rather an experiment, since the airplanes' structure was too frail to withstand the pullout g acceleration, after releasing the bomb load.
The British were the inventors of this tactic, but, funny thing, in WW2 the dive bombing's inventors did not deploy a dedicated dive bomber! After WW2, dive bombers quickly disappeared, because of their vulnerability to fighter attacks and because of the evolution of various computing bomb sights - which allowed for much better accuracy. Sights could be fitted to almost any plane, especially fighter aircfraft. In this respect, ground-attack tactic evolved from the usage of dedicated to multirole aircraft.
Thus, Liviu, I believe you will find the Ju-87 an excellent war machine for ground attack. You will feel like a god mastering the earth from high above and the dives and pullouts will drive you crazy. If you worry about them enemy fighters, get friendly fighter support or form up in a defensive ring with the other Stukas. If alone, you will need a miracle, but you can help that miracle by heading your plane to friendly lines, hiding into the clouds or hitting the deck and trying to scissor your opponent and force him stall, since your aircraft can still fly at lower speeds.
The FARR (Romanian Royal Air Force) used the Ju-87D on the Eastern Front. The Ju-87D Stuka entered service in 1943 in the 3rd Dive Bomber Group (BOPI): www.worldwar2.ro/arr/?article=760
And a picture of Ju-87 D-3s of the 3rd Dive Bomber Group, Royal Romanian Air Force - October, 1943:
Here is a video I posted on YouTube. Enjoy it:
October 6, 2011
Liviu’s got new rudder pedals!
I had mixed feelings, mainly because Liviu was the one that introduced me to IL-2 and generally to sim flying. I had a sense of guilt – for interrupting his old-time career as a sim ace, and a touch of sinful joy – for pushing him into the realistic and cruel world of sophisticated-gadget piloting, where you transform your desk into a battle station, full of wires and buttons, and where you fight with the rest of your family for the right of having your private room or corner, even with the price of being considered a dangerous freak.
Sorry, Liviu, but I cannot help but laugh my brains out, thinking of you working them rudder pedals, trapped in this new wild sim reality, like a fallen angel trying to learn how to sin again… You might call it sim sinning!
Man, am I mean!
I remember the way you used to immerse into the game and how you forgot about the surrrounding world... But your brand new rudder pedals will remind you for the moment that you are not alone...
October 2, 2011
The first and the last (1)
I began reading Adolf Galland's 'The first and the last' (Die Ersten und die Letzten, Münich, 1953). From the first pages I discover an extremely dense literature, abounding in first-hand knowledge about the policy and war-planning in the Luftwaffe Command, impartial judgments on the mistakes made by Hitler and Göring in waging the war against Britain.
I used my pencil to underline a few notable statements:
It is true to say that the first kill can influence the whole future career of a fighter pilot. Many to whom the first victory over the opponent has been long denied, either by unfortunate circumstances or by bad luck, can suffer from frustration or develop complexes they may never rid themselves of again.
The ME-109 was at the time the best fighter plane in the world. It was not only superior to all enemy types between 1935 and 1940, but was also a pioneer and prototype for international fighter construction. The ME-109 did not result from demands made by aerial warfare. On the contrary, it was a gift from the ingenious designer Messerschmitt, which was at first looked upon with great distrust and was nearly turned down altogether. It was put into mass production far too late. Had this stage been reached during the first two years of the war, it would have given the Germans absolute supremacy in the air.
The German fighters found themselves in a similar predicament to a dog on a chain who wants to attack the foe, but cannot harm him, because of the limitation of his chain. (talking about the Battle of Britain)
The first rule of all air combat is to see the opponent first. Like the hunter who stalks his prey and maneuvers himself unnoticed into the most favorable position for the kill, the fighter in the opening of a dogfight must detect the opponent as early as possible, in order to attain a superior position for the attack.
September 26, 2011
One year of training
One year of intense training has already passed since I joined Joint-Ops Virtual Combat Schools. I learned a lot, using IL-2 Sturmovik 1946, both about fighters and bombers (with propellers and jet-engines), but now I fully understand that this is just the beginning and there are lots of things to be learned and discovered. Therefore, I estimate that the minimum period in a simmulator pilot's training should be at least 3 years.
Since first flying in IL-2, I found that some friends of mine started to think that I, somehow, lost my mind and that I could have done other 'practical' things than flying a sim. Even my wife thinks that I spent too much money on rudders, joysticks, sim games etc. I can only tell them it's a hobby of mine, because it's hard to explain the beauty of flying to someone that has never tried it before and doesn't intend to, at least in the near future. How can one explain, for instance, the feeling of admiring the clouds? You can't do that by mere words, something like that needs to be lived. Some things in this world cannot be understood except through direct experience...
And, again, I have serious doubts about the un-practical character of sim-flying. Just as an example, the world's major powers, starting with the USA, have already innitiated training sim pilots for their UAV programs (see General Atomics MQ-1 Predator, MQ-9 Reaper, IAI Heron, IAI Heitan, RQ Global Hawk etc.).
And the UAV history has just begun...
September 11, 2011
IBS Grad
Yesterday I graduated JO's IBS (Introductory Bomber School). In our final exam, we had to fly three missions. The first mission was a coop, in a four-bomber formation, with human escort. The second - torpedoing a ship, shooting at barrage balloons and landing with one engine. The third mission was about bombing a target from 3000 m. All these three missions took about three hours and a half, but we had a lot of fun.
I found out that flying a bomber isn't boring at all. Forming up and keeping the formation is a lot harder than with fighters. Besides, gaining altitude with 1-2 tons of payload can be a real challenge, but thank God for the level stabilizer!
So we adjust our heading, according to the ADF indicator, we hit our level stabilizer keys, keep our eyes peeled for enemy fighters, we chatter like crazy (on TS3) and our laughters can be heard only on comms and by the gods...
In IL-2, if you try to view another multi-engine plane and it has at least one engine shut down (and feathered), all the engines seem to be shut down, as if it was gliding. I learned that this is a glitch in the game and today I submitted a request on the 1C Company forum (Daidalos Team discussions), maybe they can change that in the upcoming 4.11 patch...
And another photo with Ion Profir (He-111 H-3 pilot) and his observer - Eugen Teodoru, one of Romania's best bomber teams on the Eastern Front.
August 15, 2011
He-111
Two weeks ago, I started learning about bombers... And not about any bomber, but He-111.
My friend, Liviu, was a little bit disappointed by this news and he asked me why do I need to fly bombers, because, to him, air glory cannot come from anywhere else but from a fighter plane, not from a... bomber, and he was talking about bombers like one would talk about lepers.
I simply answered him that it couldn't hurt to learn more, even about bombers. And I have the patience to fly a bomber, because flying this plane will need tons of patience...
And I had another reason. I really love Ion Profir's (WW2 Romanian Top Bomber Pilot) book - 'Flying Solo in the Sky Above Stalingrad'.
In the JO Introductory Bomber School, we learn flying the He-111 H-6, which, besides bombs, can launch torpedoes. I like this plane very much, especially that feeling of flying a monster tank. Not to mention that take-offs and landings are a real challenge.
Flying a bomber can become boring, but when you approach your target, when you are attacked by enemy fighters or flak, your workload increases in a crazy manner (bombsight aiming, defending against enemy fighters, avoiding enemy AAA etc.), enough to make you old.
Ion Profir said that flying a bomber in formation isn't boring at all, because the pilot has to correct his position all the time, in relation with the other bombers, and he liked the bombers' slow dance, caused by the small variations in height, like they were all joining the same dance.
Above all, flying a bomber can teach you patience and resistance to meet all challenges (flying with one engine, flying with damaged aircraft, crash-landings etc).
Nothing seems impossible to a real bomber pilot, and I remember Ion Profir's unique way of dealing with attacking enemy fighters, i.e. flying towards them, like in a crazy ramming maneuvre, forcing the attackers to avoid collision and disengage.
Wikipedia says that 'Romania received 10 E-3s, 32 H-3s and 10 H-6s' from Germany.
Ion Profir only flew the H-3 variant, and, for a short period of time, the Me-110. From 22 July 1941 to 4 January 1943, cpt. av. Ion Profir fought in the 5th Bomber Group. From 1943 to June 1944 he flew with the 51st Night Fighter Squadron. He was awarded the Mihai Viteazul Order 3rd class and the Virtutea Aeronautica Order Knight class.
Here is one of the He-111 H-3 that cpt. av. Ion Profir flew (number 18):
And a great link containing photos of the 5th bomber group, including two with Ion Profir (the guy with the moustache):
July 17, 2011
IAR-81A with Ultr@Pack 3.0
Today I installed Ultr@Pack 3.0. Here is a video featuring IAR-81A vs. a I-16. I'm impressed with the sound of the guns and of the engine, as well as the quality of the scenery.
Great job, guys!
July 10, 2011
IAR-80 Saturday
Finally, I have to chance to write again, after a long absence...
Yesterday, we had our final exam in Advanced Fighter School 1 at Joint-Ops Virtual Combat School.
My choice is a Romanian IAR-80 (1940), equipped with 4 FN (Browning) 7.62mm machine guns.
We have to apply what we have learned so far and stay alive. Before the fights, I already feel very tense and I need a smoke.
The first fight is me v. a P-51. The P-51 has an altitude advantage (2000 m). My only chance is to be extremely agressive and force the opponent in to a low altitude, low speed fight, with sudden changes of direction.
In the second fight, I have the altitude advantage (2000 m) over a P-47. My strategy is to use my IAR-80 in a combination of boom&zoom and gun bursts harassment, to force the P-47 down to the dirt. My chance comes when the P-47 stalls and loses altitude in the recovery process. I stick to him like glue and force him to take sudden defense maneuvers, with short gun bursts. Eventually, the P-47 stalls and falls into the sea... It's definitely my lucky day!
The third fight... The longest fight! My opponent has the same IAR-80, but he has a far greater experience than me and the altitude advantage (2000 m). My only chance is to be extremely agressive and impredictible (even for myself...). All the fights last 10 minutes and I intend to do my best to make his attack angles very difficult.
The fight starts and I find myself in a desperate defensive position from the very beginning. I feel like an angry rat trapped in a cage. My aircraft gets pounded almost every time we cross in some sort of flat scissors. But I'm lucky he only has got 4 FN 7.62 mm machine guns and I can last longer... After about 10 minutes I can feel my opponent's frustration of not having cannons and I manage to pull out a few gun solutions myself.
At the end, it's a draw, but I can't feel my hands and my feet. It's been terrible! I really need a nice, long cigarette.
The last fight! IAR-80 vs IAR-80 again. My enemy is a vast experience and I only have the altitude advantage (2000 m) and, as soon as I spot my enemy, I start diving from high above, burning a lot of energy and getting no gun solution. Later I get a lucky shot and the enemy plane starts smoking and I see debris coming towards me. In the flat scissors fight I lose the advantage again and my enemy scores a PK (pilot kill). My seat-back armor was not enough to keep me alive.
June 6, 2011
Defend the Land of the Rising Sun!
It's Sunday, so it's seminar at JO. This time, we learn about Nakajima Ki-84. Impressive and powerful! We fly our coop mission and I have the chance to be a Japanese pilot:
We have to defend our country against the American B-29's, escorted by P-51's. We take off
without looking back, just wishing to have the honor of sacrificing everything for the Land of the Rising Sun...
And the Sun embraces the Land in a foggy, warm farewell! Where are we going? Who are we fighting against?
I feel thirsty, but my soul is empty, I'm already a thirsty ghost behind this big and powerful Nakajima Homare powerplant. Blood-thirsty...
We see the enemy B-29's and we know they are extremely well armed, lethally dangerous.
But we don't care! We're here to kill and die. Nothing more.
I see them approaching, huge wingspan, tens of gun barrels, four engines roaring in agony and hope.
I fire at them, sometimes I miss and sometimes I hit them pretty hard. Only their flames
can lighten my rigid and tense eyes.
I dive aiming at another B-29, my bullets rip his fuselage and nearly hit one of my friendlies. But the friendly plane starts burning, badly hit by a nearby Hayate. He escaped my bullets to run into other friendly's.
Wrong time, wrong place!
My wingman warns me that a P-51 is at my six but my reaction comes too late, his tracers already pass through my fuselage and destroy my rudder controls...
I make a last attempt to fire at a B-29, but my AoA is too steep and I stall. Everything is over! No rudder, no escape.
My plane is spinning, in a last effort I try to open my cockpit, but the centrifugal force makes me want to puke.
I can still feel the large and blue sea opening its huge belly for me, like a marauding vortex...
June 4, 2011
6 hours!
Today is a great day... First class in JO Advanced Fighter Pilot 1! Finally, I have the chance to learn more about attack and defense-attack maneuvres. It will be a true marathon, because, after 3 hours of AFS1, I will attend another 3-hour class in JO Jets School.
As a principle, people who play Il-2 prefer propellers to jets, because, in the first place, Il-2 lets you go vintage and breathe the WW2 atmosphere. But, nevertheless, jet planes were a reality in WW2 and they represented the dawn of a new era in aerial warfare.
In Jets School, we focus mainly on 3 planes: He-162 (A-2) "Volksjäger", Me-262 "Schwalbe" and Ar-234 "Blitz". I'll post their photos here, to watch them from time to time, as if they were in a museum...
May 8, 2011
Romanian Campaign goes forward: Stalingrad
After a very busy week, I decided to spend this Sunday relaxing with Il-2 and Windows Movie Maker.
I continue my Romanian Campaign in Stalingrad, it's already the end of September 1942, and I'm still flying my Bf-109 E-4 B.
To my surprise, the weather condition is extremely poor, clouds everywhere, lightnings striking from place to place. When I get above 500 m, the shakes seem to lose their force, and I'm happy my airplane is still in one piece. I try to stick to the flight leader, but I find it more and more difficult, and I barely see him through this white soup.
Stalingrad campaign is a lot more difficult than Kuban, the weather condition worsens as the winter approaches and my Emil already feels a little bit obsolete, but, luckily, the Soviets still use Rata's and Il-2's in great numbers.
At the leader's sign, we dive down below, blinded by the watery fog and badly shaken by the storm in the air. We attack a few Il-2's and, although my gunnery skills seem long gone, I manage to down one for my own tally, after escaping friendly fire coming from my starboard wing, slightly behind... The Il-2 rear gunner never fired a shot, maybe he was already dead or even missing, I didn't pay much attention to that particular version of Il-2.
Before returning to homebase, I set an I-16 ablaze, I feel the cold in my bones and I'd like to put my hand out of the cockpit, just to feel the warmth of that vivid fire.
The landing was supposed to be a disaster, I touch the runway at the wrong angle, pushed away by the strong crosswind, and I start dancing and jumping like a drunk widow, but, by a miracle, I manage to stay alive and my plane doesn't bear a scratch!
Later, I edit and trim my video with Windows Movie Maker and I lose that last part, with the landing, but the sight was not entertaining, so I don't consider it a loss. But I'm happy that I learned how to record the in-game audio track and how to make HD movies...