Hun Hunting
(the continuing saga of AirBikers keeping
French soil free from invading Huns)
Warning words from the French Undergound reached Selby Aerodrome stating that the Huns were digging in on the northern border of Valley Center pending a surprise attack to overun the Highpoint Airfield.  It is vital for us to defend this airfield; the launching point for the Allied aircraft during sorties to the Eastern Front.  It must be protected at all costs!
The message was discretely relayed to AirBike Ace who was in a French Bistro sipping Chardonnay wine while entertaining the gentler sex.  Catching a ride on a smoking,  backfiring motorcycle he arrived at the aerodrome and prepared his plane the "Hun Hunter" for battle. 

Once fueled and loaded with bombs and ammo he taxied out to the airfield where he aimed his fragile and heavily laden airplane into the wind.
Flying less than 300' he nimbly weaved his way north while following the Big Ditch that wound its way around Wichita's western border.  At times his plane was below the building tops which provided cover and he was occasionally so low that his wheels sprayed water from the Arkansas River. 

It was later learned that radio contact had been made to the old Kansas Aviation Musem's tower recently captured by the Huns but they were to far away to launch an effective defense which would have aided their northern comrades.
Two other defenders joined AirBike Ace when he landed at the Highpoint Airfield 20 minutes later.  "Ace of the Base" Doug Moler with his AirBike and "SkyRanger" Dwayne Life.  With much arm waving and wild gesturing the pilots fitted their helmets, goggles, scarves, cocked their Lewis machine guns and boarded their aircraft. 

Radio silence would be maintained, a situation enabled by only one plane having a working radio, one had had no radio and the third could only transmit static.  Hand gestures and watching  ground shadows would be used to direct the attack.
Ace of the Base, Doug Moler fuels up his AirBike.
Dwayne, seated in the Sky Ranger's cockpit secures his seat belt & shoulder harness before donning his headset.

Dwayne, a builder of 5 light aircraft, at age 80 is the oldest pilot in our squadron and frequently flies top cover allowing the AirBikers to do their work without being concerned about their Six o'clock.
The venerable AirBike Ace pulls on his leather gloves in preparation for boarding his aircraft to do battle with the Huns.
Engines were started, belched smoke and the planes took off in rapid sequence.  Doug's mistress, shapely Sabrina with silk hanky in  hand, closed the hangar doors then waved while blowing kisses to each departing  pilot wishing them Godspeed and a safe return knowing that it was at best a wish..
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