I was en route to help another Flieger deal with the Hessians when I ran across a Corsair. There was quite a lot of chatter on our encrypted channel, and I was told not moments later to avoid Omega-Three, where the Hessians were assaulting one of our units.
At any rate, after herr Meyer tried to figure out what he was doing in Stuttgart, he gave me the green light, and after a somewhat long fight, the stupid Corsair decided it was appropriate to run himself into a small planet.