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Avro Vulcan

Started by Archibald, November 04, 2006, 07:27:51 AM

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NARSES2

I like that one Archie
Do not condemn the judgement of another because it differs from your own. You may both be wrong.

Archibald

Thank you! The big white missile is an AS-37 Martel.

I refined my backstory (for the orginins of the vulcan in French service).

In the 60's, there's had been three major cooperative programs between France and GB
- 1962 : Concorde
- 1965 : tactical aircrafts (Jag and AFVG)
- 1967 : helicopters( Gazelle, Puma, Lynx)

So why not pushing the cooperatives efforts farther ? The RN and French Navy receive enlarged Clemenceaus (PA-58+CVA-01 = Pre CVF :) )

Cooperation also in the field of the heavy bombers : France inject funds in the Vulcan B2 development and production line, and both countries use the Vulcan as an interim aircraft, waiting for the rolls of the heavy bomber : the Bombcord, to enter service in the mid-70's or so.

To budget such a program, the Mirage IV and TSR-2 are replaced by proven and cheap tactical aircrafts (Buccaneer and Vautour). Land-based ICBM are cancelled (Blue Streak and SSBS)... Petroleum is found off shore the French atlantic coast and in the North Sea...   :rolleyes:  
King Arthur: Can we come up and have a look?
French Soldier: Of course not. You're English types.
King Arthur: What are you then?
French Soldier: I'm French. Why do you think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king?

Well regardless I would rather take my chance out there on the ocean, that to stay here and die on this poo-hole island spending the rest of my life talking to a gosh darn VOLLEYBALL.

Archibald

Here's the Olympus fellowship :)
 
King Arthur: Can we come up and have a look?
French Soldier: Of course not. You're English types.
King Arthur: What are you then?
French Soldier: I'm French. Why do you think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king?

Well regardless I would rather take my chance out there on the ocean, that to stay here and die on this poo-hole island spending the rest of my life talking to a gosh darn VOLLEYBALL.