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Hahahaa where's the followup? and have u found anything.....
Posted by Tony on Mon Nov 26, 2001 10:06:41 AM
In reply top my first aviation novel . . . posted by Tulio on Fri Nov 23, 2001 03:20:19 AM
.....interesting on your travels?
"Senor Soto goes to town" :0)
Hope you have a laptop Tulio
Tony
: "Connie"
:
: Dashing through town, like an A-37B (Dragonfly), I kept th
: inking about what my T-34 (Mentor) once told me: "Beware o
: f the EA-6B (Prowler), and always keep an E-2 (Hawkeye) op
: en in case you come across him; you know, he is just like
: a B-57 (Night Intruder)." This, coming from a man educated
: at Airspeed AS.10 (Oxford)!
:
: And I thought about what happened two just days ago . . .
:
:
: The U10-A (Super Courier) had just delivered an overnight
: package from (Short) Belfast, bearing the mark of the Tu-9
: 5 (Bear) when the C-2A (Greyhound) in my backyard began to
: bark excitedly, and to jump up and down like a savage OV-
: 10 (Bronco). At first, I thought that some A-6A (Intruder)
: might be lurking in the bushes, and after a careful searc
: h with my spyglass and finding nothing out of the ordinary
: , only a UH-60 (Blackhawk) staring at me from the utility
: pole across the street and the drone of the FA-18 (Hornets
: ) and Westland HAS.1 (Wasps) going about their business in
: the hot summer day. I came back inside, at times feeling
: like a RA-5C (Vigilante), and wondering if my dog had see
: n some Dassault IIIR (Mirage) but I knew, I knew that some
: thing was amiss. Could it possibly be the work of some das
: tardly F-101 (Voodoo) priest?. It was not as if I had been
: wearing a Tu-22 (Blinder) all this time, I am not a MiG-1
: 9 (Farmer), you know?
:
: Pondering the strange behavior of my loyal C-2A, I gazed o
: ver the Breguet 1150 (Atlantic) and I was sure that whatev
: er was out there, might as well be now lying on the MiG-21
: (Fishbed) for all I knew, since all I could see were one
: or two Aero L-29 (Delfin) happily jumping and splashing in
: the bay waters. A lonely Aero L-39 (Albatross) circled l
: azily over their playground, surely looking for a bite to
: eat, and taking advantage of the lazy CM.175 (Zephyr) wind
: blowing; the national DB Super (Etendard) was at the top
: of the pole, displayed in all its glory.
:
: I took my trusty, yellow MiG-21U (Mongol) pencil, and wrot
: e about the unusual behavior of my dog; but come to think
: of it, it behaved similarly two weeks ago, when he saw the
: MiG-25 (Foxbat), a variety of S.M. 81 Pipistrello (Bat) c
: oming out of the dark, to dine in on an unsupecting D.H. (
: Tiger Moth), who was busy checking out the Tu-126 (Moss) o
: n the tree. It never knew what hit him. I know that the Mi
: G-25 prefers to eat He-162s (Salamanders) but nowadays, yo
: u can't be too choosy, and you have to eat even a D.H. 98
: (Mosquito) if that's all you can get.
:
: Then, I decided to go into town, to my favorite Yak-28 (B
: rewer), the F4-U (Corsair) to try to gather some informati
: on, and to tell you the truth, also for some badly needed
: suds.
:
: When I got off my car, I stopped to talk with BF-109E (Emi
: l) the Tu-28 (Fiddler), and he assured me that everything
: was oh-so-all right. A car nearby, has a sudden case of t
: he Tu-26 (Bakcfire), and startled, I jump! My nerves are
: frayed. The Tu-28 really looks like an HS S.2B (Buccaneer)
: , what with the eye patch and all! I asked Bf-109E (Emil)
: about the Yak-36 (Forger) whereabouts, just in case I nee
: de papers to get out of the country in a hurry; the guy is
: really good, I guess you could call him a Yak-28 (Maestro
: ) of his illegal trade; yeah, He-219 (Uhu). He said that i
: f I needed his services, I should go to the fish market, a
: nd look for the E-3 (Sentry) and the E-3 would lead me to
: the Yak-36. I couldn't miss the E-3, since his accent was
: pure Aussie, from BAC B.6 (Canberra) and that the E-3 wou
: ld be standing next to the Fi-156 (Storch) tattoo parlor,
: you know, the one owned by Ki-61 Hien (Tony), the guy who
: just married Nakajima B4-N (Kate), but if I failed to loca
: te him, I was told, to go looking for the Sopwith (Camel),
: a hunchback who ran the protection business in the sector
: .
:
: Inside the beer garden, there was such a loud banging no
: ise, as if some hidden H.S. (Vulcan) was hitting a steel b
: eam with a hammer. Some JOINT RIVET repairs going on, the
: owner tells me. I looked right and left, trying to locate
: the B-58 (Hustler) for some information. I noticed the NAA
: F-86 (Sabre) hanging on the wall, the same F-86 that Juan
: Valdez, the legendary S-3 (Viking) B-24 (Liberator) carri
: ed at the battle of Macho Prieto, with the gold inlaid emb
: lem of the FW-200 (Kondor).. The usual guys are noisily pl
: aying GD F-106 Delta (Darts) and watching them, I became m
: omentarily distracted, checking out the new Italian waitre
: ss, Fiat G-91 (Gina's) beautiful An-26 (Curls). She looks
: as her JU-52/3m must have looked when she was young.
:
: The next thing I know, I am hit hard on the Mi-8 (Hip) by
: this Me-323 (Giant) of a man with an OV-1 (Mohawk) haircut
: . I recognize him immediately; he is the one who has been
: behaving like a Fairey Type 100 (Barracuda) for the last w
: eek or so. I roll with the blow, and get up as quickly as
: a P-38 (Lightning); we are engaged in a Fairey (Battle),
: and he begins dancing like an F-104 (Starfighter) but I hi
: t him two, three, four times, in a Panavia (Tornado) of bl
: ows; I must look like a Gloster (Gladiator) besting his op
: ponent! He tries to take off running, I throw my CA-12 (B
: oomerang) and hit him, but it is Fiat G-91 (Gina) who fina
: lly knocks him out, with a Westland (Whilrwind) of blows w
: ith her serving tray, and with her help, I emerge as the B
: Ae. (Victor) of this confrontation. I could just imagine t
: he He-177 (Greif) he would get from his buddies, when they
: find out that a scrawny looking guy like me bested him.
:
: Now, I know that I am not an F-14A (Tomcat), but I can hol
: d my own in a fight. Besides, I took some special training
: from my Beech T-34 (Mentor), and he taught me good, speci
: ally the Bell AH-1 (Cobra) style, and to correctly employ
: the tools at hand. I tried in the past, to show some Fokke
: r F-27 (Friendship) to this Me-323, but some people are no
: t really receptive to kindness. I stood Bolton Paul P.82
: (Defiant) over him. He better learns his lesson.
:
: Practicing what any good old AH-64 (Apache) T-41 (Mescaler
: o) would have done back then, I was watching carefully my
: steps and looking for fresh clues, kind of like an S-2 (Tr
: acker), applying all the lessons I learnt when I was a Wes
: tland AH.1 boy (Scout). I am a firm Hughes 500M (Defender
: ) and believer in law and order, but at the same time, I a
: m IL-76 (Candid) enough to recognize that I am no hero. T
: his meant that I had to behave like an F-4 (Phantom) in or
: der to do what I had to do, without being noticed.
:
: Being just an An-12 (Cub) in these matters, but without la
: cking the adequate male Ka-25s (Hormones) for the task at
: hand, and faced with the C-5A (Galaxy) of sensations, impu
: lses and information at hand, I had to be a real C-130 (He
: rcules) in order to tackle this problem.
:
: I placed my equipment in the trunk of my car, with the eas
: e of a C-141 (Starlifter) without even thinking how heavy
: they really were . . . (To Be Continued) . . . :)