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Absolutely gorgeous cat! meanwhile...

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check the poly count of your model part that is not showing the shadow , in case of the tank tracks try to split them in half same for the aircraft fuselage and wings i had this problem on many of my models on the end i have to reduce the poly count of that particular object and the easiest way was to cut the part in half sometimes even in more pieces if the tank tracks are one object make a left and a right one out of it

I wanted to write, but ravenclaw_007 had already written. The game is very sensitive to the number of polygons. if you increase the number of polygons more when fading shadows, then the model itself will begin to fade and flicker. You have to mercilessly cut the mesh into pieces, which is sad and pity

I see. Well somebody has to learn how to program I guess then

I have a lot of great reading to catch up on and I'll do it tomorrow evening. For now, I'll post Hawkwood's journal for the first part of October... War Journal – Sergeant David Armstrong Hawkwood 4 Squadron, Royal Flying Corps Baizieux, France Part 7 Up to this point in my flying career, I have known a number of pilots who have been killed in the performance of their duty. It was no special thing back at Larkhill to see a chap lift off only to stagger drunkenly above the treetops and come down with a splintering thud and a ball of flame. But since arriving in France, the number of pilots who “committed crashery” has seemed to drop away. Of course, we have had losses. Two of our machines went down due to engine problems over Hunland. Another couple were lost to Archie. And one pilot was killed and two seriously injured, with two observers killed in one seriously injured, in landing mishaps. Finally, we lost a machine two weeks ago to one of the new Fokkers. None of these events quite prepared me for what happened 2 October. Lieutenant Osborne and I accompanied Mr Needham’s machine on an artillery shoot up near Loos. Lieutenant Needham corrected fire for the battery while our machine and a third BE2 crewed by Lieutenants Bliss and Reid stood guard. About twenty minutes into our time over the target area, Mr Bliss suddenly banked his machine and turned sharply beneath us. He made no signal and fired no flare. I watched as his machine turned about and headed west, trailing a thin ribbon of black smoke. As he began to fade into the distance I thought I saw a flicker of light. Suddenly the smoke became more intense. The machine now fell into a diving turn until it was headed east, back toward Hunland. Then it erupted in flame and fell a full mile down like a comet. I was thankful that it was so far off but still could not erase from my imagination the idea of being in the middle of that inferno. I believe Major Todd must have gauged from Mr Osborne our reactions because he had the Recording Officer send for me and tell me that I would be posted supernumerary for the following day and likely not be required to fly. Lieutenant Osborne was not so lucky. He was sent up in the afternoon with a new officer just arrived from the pool. They managed to smash up their machine on landing and Mr Osborne was knocked about and unable to fly for several days. On 4 October 1915, I flew a reconnaissance patrol with a new observer officer by the name of Romans. Call me superstitious, but I think he was bad luck. We were over Bapaume when our engine began to overheat, and I was forced to switch off and glide into the westerly wind. Fortunately, we began our return at 9000 feet and we nearly made it home. I put the machine down in a tilled field two miles short of Baizieux. My observer did better the next two days and we had several uneventful hours together over the lines. Finally, on 9 October, Lieutenant Osborne returned. It had been quite irritating listening to the mechanics referred to my BE as “Mr Roman’s machine.” On 12 October, Lieutenant Osborne and I were sent to conduct another reconnaissance at the southern edge of the Loos battle. We had heavy fog in the morning and were forced to wait nearly two hours before it cleared. We weren’t allowed to smoke in the sheds, so I asked Mr Osborne if he wanted to walk with me to my tent, where we could at least sit down and have a smoke in private. He agreed and followed me somewhat nervously into the NCOs’ tent lines. Everyone was either sleeping or at work and no one noticed. We sat down out of the damp morning. He lit a pipe while I had a cigarette. “You’ve done rather well so far,” he said. “Does that surprise you, sir?” I said. Something about his tone had annoyed me. “No. Not at all. I do sometimes get questions about my opinions on sergeant pilots. I answer that I have no opinion on sergeant pilots in general, but I do have an opinion on you, and I think you’re a damn fine pilot. You should know that.” I muttered something appreciative. His comment was unexpected. Then he asked me whether I was interested in becoming an officer. “If they asked me, I would say yes. But if they don’t ask me, I won’t beg for it,” I said. He nodded. Then I asked him why he became an observer. “There was a press on for artillery officers to apply for attachment to the RFC as observers. I thought it might be a lark. Also, my major and I were not in the best of terms.” I raised an eyebrow in expectation of more detail. Mr Osborne took out a penknife and dug around in his pipe before re-lighting it. “Being an observer is hardly a career move,” he continued. “Our flying pay is less than the pilots’ and worse yet, we are not eligible for promotion as we are merely attached to the Flying Corps. Rotten thing, really.” I couldn’t get much out of him after that. We flew together that day, but the following morning he took another new pilot up on a familiarisation flight. Their machine came down near Morlaincourt and both men were killed. The cause was not determined. I flew next on 15 October, another reconnaissance north of Bapaume. My BE is now “Mr Perkins’s machine.” Lieutenant Perkins is, apparently, about fifteen years old. He finds the Flying Corps jolly well corking and his machine a top-hole bus. It’s all ever so ripping. It should be possible to keep the fellow alive for a while. If Herr Fokker shows up, we’ll see what the lad is made of.

(Playing a bit of catch-up on the reports) Jean-Fidele Hierrot, Escadrille MS12: September 1915, Part 1 As it turned out, Jean-Fidele's frustrations with Capitaine Caillebot would be short-lived: early in September, Caillebot was transferred to a squadron closer to the Flanders sector, and Escadrille MS12 came under the leadership of Lieutenant Artur de Gennes. The new squadron leader was a welcome departure from Caillebot in many ways: he had one credited victory (compared to Caillebot's 9) - but whereas Caiilebot would brag about the same kill over and over again, embellishing the details along the way, de Gennes treated his single victory like the matter-of-fact statistic that it was. It was a thing that had happened. De Gennes also understood the power of delegation in a way that Caillebot never had. He ran a very tight ship at the airfield, but placed several other pilots in charge of actual air missions. For most of Jean-Fidele's squad mates, this was the first time they'd ever had such a responsibility, for Caillebot took charge of every mission himself. Consequently, this stifled the growth of many of the men in MS12, who'd largely served as little more than additional witnesses for their captain's claims forms. De Gennes proved determined to undo that. On the other hand, de Gennes's earnestness as a leader was a two-edged sword: the man was humorless and utterly mechanical in his communication. De Gennes had heard Aldric referring to Jean-Fidele as "Petit Sous," and assumed that was in fact Jean-Fidele's actual surname. Following a patrol behind friendly lines, Jean-Fidele tried to sign an official form as Sous-Lieutenant Hierrot, but de Gennes made Jean-Fidele re-do the paperwork. "No nicknames in my squadron! You go by your real rank and your real surname! Do you understand me, Sous Lieutenant Petit-Sous?" "Yes, sir," Jean-Fidele replied, while Aldric made a face that just reeked of I'm so incredibly sorry.

Sergeant Kenneth Andrew Hardie 6 Squadron RFC Abeele airfield BE2c 15/10/1915 Two sorties took place on the 15th and Kenneth flew both. On the first, the squadron attacked Lens railyard. The weather was good although large clouds made visibility hit and miss. Thankfully, as Kenneth descended down towards the railyard, the clouds cleared enough for Captain Barnard to drop his coopers right onto the massed rolling stock. The afternoon sortie was a routine recce over the lines at Ypres. It was passing quietly until Barnard rapped Kenneth on the head and pointed down. Kenneth saw four enemy Aviatiks a few hundred feet below. Captain Barnard pointed towards Kenneth and down towards the enemy aircraft and Kenneth got the message clearly. He throttled back and swung the BE around and down towards the Huns. He came up behind one of them and ducked underneath, slowing to a crawl and started swinging the rudder. Barnard started firing at the Aviatik and scored several good hits. The BE was on the edge of stalling so Kenneth throttled up again. The group of four Aviatiks broke up and Kenneth came around again underneath his target. Holding his position with skill. Barnard fired again and the Aviatik began to lose power and height. The enemy aircraft was trying to make it back towards Houplin airfield. Kenneth and Barnard watched as the engineless enemy landed in the field next to the airfield. Once they'd returned and reported in, Major Shephard asked if they wished to file a claim. Barnard said no, the aircraft had landed safely, in one piece and next the airfield. It would probably be airborne again tomorrow. On the 16th, the weather closed in, and flying was obviously going to be impossible. All reports stated the 17th was going to be a wash out too. Kenneth, Jem Barnes and Randy Wimund asked the CO if they could have some leave in St Omer. The squadron had been flying non-stop for two weeks so the CO agreed and had the adjutant, Reid, issue the Sergeants with a 24 hour pass. The men hitched a ride with the squadron supply wagon to St Omer. The town was bustling and full of troops. They ended up in Le Cygne, a hotel and restaurant in the center. The bar was full, men, women, English and French, pilots, soldiers and nurses. The three Sergeants were popular it seemed with the ladies, "The lassies love a pilot" stated Barnes. Kenneth's blonde hair and blue eyes drew several looks but it was Randy Wimund who was the center of attention. His north american accent had the local ladies in awe. The three pilots enjoyed themselves although the rain never ceased. Eventually the leave was over and the three Sergeants made their way back to Abeele. The 18th was still a washout and Kenneth spent a lot of it in conversation with Captain Barnard. "If we meet up with those Aviatiks again this is how we should play it......." said the Captain and together they worked out the best way to bring one down. The weather relented on the 19th and the sorties began again in earnest, although with the offensive stalling down to a standstill, only one sortie a day was needed for the next week or so. More recces and attacks on the front line positions, airfields and railyards were accomplished without loss and Kenneth continued to show his prowess and skills. Then on the 24th, Kenneth and Barnard were sent to attack the railyard at Lens once more, together with the rest of the squadron. The bombs landed where they were intended and did considerable damage. On their way back Kenneth spotted more aircraft coming towards them from across the lines. It was a foursome of Aviatiks again and again Kenneth was a few hundred feet above. He swung his bird around and down and throttled right back. He moved towards the leftmost aircraft and used the last of his excess speed to slide underneath. Barnard raked the Aviatik with bullets as Kenneth skillfully used the throttle to maintain his position. Kenneth them came around once more as the Aviatik lost height. Kenneth now parked above and to the left of the Aviatik so that Barnard could fire again. He blasted the Hun who now side slipped to the right and descended down. This time Kenneth watched as the stricken enemy aircraft crashed into the trees on the edge of a field. Barnard let out a whoop of delight. The other three Aviatiks had ran so Kenneth formed back up with the other BE2s and they headed home. Once they were back all talk was of their victory. Randy Wimund was able to confirm he'd seen the Aviatik fall and Major Shephard confirmed the victory. A celebration was held that evening in the Officer's Mess with the Sergeants in attendance and Kenneth was congratulated by one and all. The next morning, just prior to the morning briefing, Kenneth was passing the briefing room when he heard voices. Major Shephard was in conversation with Captain Barnard. Kenneth couldn't help but overhear. "Take it from me Shep he's a natural, the way he coaxes that cumbersome BE around. If he had a Fee, now that would be something. We could really take the attack to the enemy." said Barnard. "Every squadron out here is after FE2b's Charles. Can you imagine the stink if I let one of our Sergeants have one!" said Shephard. "Then make him a Lieutenant for god's sake! He's been a Sergeant since February." added Barnard. "Well, time will tell on that one Charles. Careful what you wish for." finished Major Shephard.

Well, I do not know ... I have this glitch manifests itself, even when the shadow settings are set to Unlimited. Perhaps the problem in my ancient system? ... if this nuisance exists only with me, it does not matter. It's time to update the video card. In general, I apologize for a false alarm. P.S. Once again, sorry for the annoying misunderstanding! This is entirely my oversight, even the system has nothing to do with it. The fact is that when I played with the skin, adding stickers, I needed to start the game quickly. Therefore, I tested a Bayraktar in FE2. This module loads much faster. But the FE2 engine is somewhat weaker than the SF2 series, which has more recent updates. I just forgot about it. Now that I've placed the Bayraktar in SF2 everything works great and there are no shadow issues.

I use Serif PhotoPlus, and I apply the following built-in filters or effects: 1 - "Artistic - Watercolor" (high detail) 2 - "Artistic - Paint and Ink" (high detail, low ink) 3 - very very subtle blur I stop there for pictures that are meant to emulate the illustrations of old time-y books, like this one that I first came across when I was like 9 or 10: If I want to make something look more like a photograph, I continue with the following: 4 - Very, very hard sharpening effect (especially with a large radius) - this creates somewhat of a 3D effect. 5 - black & white / sepia filter 6 - soften to taste Before I figured out the built-in watercolor / paint filters, I got similar results with the harsh sharpening effect + softening and then fiddling around with the color balance.

Congrats!

Just wanted to say TY VonS for the AI mod. I am using version 1.1 and I am having a good experience so far. Here is a vid from last nights dogfight. S!Blade<>< https://youtu.be/zrj55wWlW5g

yap had a workaround ( if i remember correctly ) by placing a transparent targetable aircraft object as a ground object on top of a real visible ground target. It worked like the ASAT mod as i remember. its been a long time but the gunners would open fire whenever they passed by the object. However that would mean that every friendly fighter aircraft would see it as an air target as well.

I think a 2 sided mesh can cause this.......might be worth checking.

Jean-Fidele Hierrot, Escadrille MS12: September 1915, Part 3 The next day, Lieutenant de Gennes made an announcement: Escadrille MS12 was now going to be known as Escadrille N12. The Morane-Saulnier two-seaters were out; Nieuport single-seater scouts were in. This also meant that, while pilots were here to stay, observers were soon to be transferred. Given the nature of war, Aldric and Jean-Fidele never had a chance for a formal good-bye. Another pilot, Raymond de Bernis, handed Jean-Fidele a hand-written note that went as follows: Since there weren't enough Nieuports at first, Jean-Fidele was out of a job until finally getting to join a single-seater patrol on 22 September. All was uneventful for a day or two, until Jean-Fidele's flight came across a pair of Aviatik B.I's deep in French territory. While Jean-Fidele's Nieuport only had a gun mounted on the top wing, the aircraft came with a mercifully located pair of criss-crossed bracing wires that made for a convenient aiming assistent - and Jean-Fidele let loose, drilling two dozen rounds straight into the general area of the Aviatik's engine. As Jean-Fidele pulled away, he could see the Aviatik sputter, and he caught a glimpse of his opponent slumped in the cockpit. Just as importantly, Frederic Quellenec saw this, too, and volunteered to serve as a witness as Jean-Fidele filled out his claim form. After remembering to sign off as "Sous Lieutenant Petit-Sous," Jean-Fidele submitted the paperwork to de Gennes. A day later, the announcement came that de Gennes's commanding officer had accepted the claim. Jean-Fidele Hierrot had his first confirmed victory! *** Later in the week, Escadrille N12 was summoned for a scramble mission: an Aviatik flight had been sighted overhead, right there at Rosnay. Following the lead of Adjutant Jean Marie Navarre, N12 swept up into the sky. Jean-Fidele was particularly aggressive on the stick, trying to match the Aviatiks' altitude as quickly as possible. It worked, as Jean-Fidele soon found himself in the perfect place for a shark to be: directly below and behind the hapless two-seater. He sent about 20 rounds into the first Aviatik, then looped back around to get at the second, and emptied out the remainder of his ammunition drum. At that point, Jean-Fidele rejoined the formation. As the flight turned back to land at Rosnay half an hour later, Jean-Fidele could spot smoke stacks where his adversaries had fallen. That evidence, combined with the testimony of squad mate George Pelletier d'Oisy, formed the basis of Jean-Fidele's third and fourth claims, in pursuit of his second and third confirmed victories. However, as of the end of September, both claims remained unconfirmed - the chain of command was moving rather slowly for some reason.

AT, good on ya mate! I think a promotion is coming.

I wasn't aware that TK didn't mind as long as we asked permission. And I remember that guy, but I really don't think he did anything but who knows...

To question 1, the answer is no. Gunners of planes and helicopters never fire on ground targets with guns. Unfortunatly.

Oh my, cannot believe that we'll have in the future pratically all the Scooters Squadron to cover the whole Viet war....

I started writing during my studies at the University. There we had to write longer texts and i found out, that i liked it. During this time i visited the ILA airshow in Berlin and i came in contact with some exhibitors. I asked them questions over questions and someone asked back, wheter i'm a journalist. I denied. But an idea was born. I wrote a short article about the modernisation of the MiG-23 and sent it to an Air Magazin. Then i forgot the whole thing. But some weeks later the Air Magazing answered and published my article. Others followed. Then, some years later the german publishing house Motorbuchverlag Stuttgart started with a seria of small books called "Typenkompass". I liked this small dictionaries and so i wrote one about the combat aircrafts of the east german air force. Then i sent it to Stuttgart, with no much hope. But i was lucky, the lector who was responsible for aviation, read an article of me in the Air Magazin Fliegerrevue, when he got my proposal for a manuscript. So my name was not new for him and he saw my style to write. And he liked what he saw. The publishing house was interessted in this book and it was printed and published. Some books later the lector asked me, wheter i would like to write bigger books. And here we are! My ideas for you are: -start small. Write articles or small books in the way you want to read them. And send them to publishing houses. - Then pray and hope. But to be honest even if you has already a name in the branche, like me, you will have no certainty that the article or book will be published. I have written a lot of articles and some books which ended in the waste paper bin. Shit happens. It it happens more often that when you have success. - Never make the mistake of "self publishing"! There are publishing houses who offers "self publishing". What means you have to pay for that they print the book. They make no attempt to sell your book, this is your job. And selling a book is a very hard job. I dont know how it is in the country frome where you are, but in Germany "self publishers" are seen as "losers". No real publishing house will touch anything of them. Self publishing is like burn yourself.

The curious thing is that TK doesn't care or mind (written permission to do wathever we want with the game, except sharing assets) If we change the source code, problem is we don't have that code, and the only person that once got some modded exes to work is no longer around.

No you can't do that unfortunately, the game is setup to only have one main target that you hit. There's no way to select a building randomly. And not everything can be solved here. To make those modifications would be altering the source code of the game, and that's not really liked here.