Your first mission was to make it to Der Valkyries’ base alive, plane intact. But they had wanted to test you, make sure you wouldn’t simply go rogue once you got your hands on the stick, and the air under your wings. You had to choose from the options they gave you…

Mission Type:
>Recon Interception (Easy)
>Strike Interdiction (Medium)
>Combat Air Patrol (Hard)
>Ground Attack (Can Write-in Easy, Medium, or Hard for this)
>Write-in

Der Valkyries covered the gas and ammo, and gave you the choice of what to bring. Depending on the mission, you had to watch your weight.

Loadout
Payload Weight
>Clean (No Payload)
>Medium (Situational Payload)
>Dirty (Heavy Payload)

Payload Preference
>Bombs
>Large Rockets
>Rocket Pods
>Fuel Tanks
>None

You had barely seen the interior of one of these planes before, and as you approached the hangar, a wooden, dilapidated thing in need, yours came into view. It had been left running, practically warmed up for you. A fuel truck stood nearby, indicating things had already happened to prepare this plane before you arrived. A single technician, armed with a gun slung over her shoulder beckoned for your papers over the whine of the engine. Nervously, you protruded them for a second time that night, and when things were in order, she led you to the cockpit.

She pointed out the indicators. Altitude, attitude, heading, altimeter, the list went on for another minute. She pointed out the throttle, flaps, and the fuel. Everything else would be up to you to figure out, however. She gave you your flight plan, and the thick operator’s manual, and you eased into the seat. She wasn't even around to taxi you, having already disappeared into the night, taking the truck with her.

You eased on the throttle nervously, turning onto the runway. You punched it, and worked the plane up into the air.

How hard could it be?