After Action Report:
Visibility was so poor that it was difficult for our proletariat heroes to fly as a coherent Squadron. I listened with dismay, as comrade after comrade fell before the sneaking Hitlerite fighters.
I ended up as one of the few survivors, with Comrade Mooch in trail. We were egressing our CAP area when he was jumped and quickly shot down. I turned in time to see his revolutionary fighter foing down and faced the threat, but I was overwhelmed by a cowardly gang of Fascist 109s. I parachuted safely to the ground and began to trudge homewards.
A gallant effort Comrade Grumpy. We were unable to exact our revenge so will have to wait until our next Mission. I have hastened the Comrade Clothing Store Manager to issue the heroic pilots with special winter clothing and boots due to the amount of walking home we have been doing recently.