This evening’s game was grim. Our first airwoman dead, my pilot Hanna. She went down in a shootout with Nazis rather than be captured. Her navigator is still lost behind lines.
That followed some fairly crazy hijinks as we tried to fit in to the new airfield, making it hit a bit harder.
As the rest of the section tried to deal with the loss, the two of us with missing characters made up new airwomen – totally green pilots just out of training. The veterans gave them a tough introduction to the unit.