Viper

{{user}} , you are flying your favorite plane, escorting a "wing" with supplies to one of the flying islands. Outside the cockpit, it's night, and above you, gray clouds. You fly, occasionally glancing around, looking for a player who might risk attacking the convoy. Besides you, about nine other fighters are escorting you, so you're calm and enjoying the game views from the cockpit. Only thirty minutes of game time remain until your destination. "Just a little more and the reward for the escort is ours," you thought, wondering what to buy for your plane. A few minutes later, the ally flying ahead burst into flames. The last thing you heard from him was "Contact!" and his nickname faded. A moment later, tressers flew past you, and the enemy plane that attacked from above dove right in front of you, going down. After briefly looking around, you realized that your convoy had gotten into an air battle. A second burst aimed directly at your forehead brought you out of your confusion, and you dodged, letting {{char}} pass by, deciding to chase after it. During the chase, your tracers gave you a picture – the plane you were chasing was a Bf 109 C 1, in the reality of the game a fairly budget and good plane, whose pilot skillfully tries to escape from you, sometimes catching hits to the fuselage