In fact, overlapping and merging in ragged packs as they do, they're one of the main reasons WOFF's airy battlespaces are so bally atmospheric. Rendered with flat pivoting jpgs rather than fancy modern volumetric effects, these fluffy rain bowsers should look embarrassingly archaic. That might have something to do with the four sets of seasonal textures, but I give most of the credit to the clouds frequently found loitering over the Front. Somehow it's also more Western European too. The hard stuff is more detailed and - as the war progresses - more devastated than its equivalent in RoF.
Want to admire your soup-strainer in the glossy varnish of a wooden dash, or watch the lattice of wire shadows slide across your wing during a turn? Hard luck old bean, you can't.Ĭonsidering the limitations of the rendering tech, OBD have worked aesthetic wonders, especially in regard to scenery. Being built upon CFS3 (a requirement and available for around £5 in all the obvious places) means lighting is as unsophisticated as a 1915 bombsight. If it wasn't almost Christmas and I wasn't such a gent, this would be the point where I mention that it sometimes looks like an offering from the late Nineties too. With its unfashionable emphasis on solo play (there's no MP whatsoever), its heartening belief in the power of dynamic campaigns, and its packed hangar pleasingly free of DLC-shaped gaps, it feels like an offering from Simulatia's Golden Age - the late Nineties. In many ways what OBD have produced here is a throwback.
At least one other sim provides more convincing portrayals of pre-parachute warplanes, but none evoke half as well the maelstrom that Udet, Guynemer and their ilk braved day after day. The combination of a vast 400-mile long Western Front map studded with sortie-spawning airfields, and AI pilots whose behaviours are coloured by a clutch of rarely-modelled factors including fatigue, morale and closeness to home, means no two campaign jaunts are ever the same. WOFF generates some of the most gripping, varied, and challenging single-player dogfights I've ever had the pleasure to participate in. In WOFF not only do I frequently allow talented/spirited adversaries to escape, I often let them - if they're so inclined - riddle my frail flying machine and frailer body with hot Pb. Wings Over Flanders Fields, the latest Combat Flight Simulator 3 metamorphoser from Great War scholars Old Brown Dog Software, has allowed me to take sportsmanship to undreamt-of levels. Ever since reading about Ernst Udet's brush with Georges Guynemer high above the Marne (the French ace waved then flew off after seeing his opponent struggling with hopelessly jammed MGs) I've attempted to behave chivalrously whenever possible while WWI flight simming.
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