Flying Corps

Flying Corps (1997, DOS/Win3x) is what happens when someone decides that World War I dogfights need both historical accuracy and a gentle dose of existential dread. You climb into fragile biplanes made of wood, wire, and misplaced optimism, then promptly try not to be turned into confetti by a speck on the horizon. The skies feel vast, the controls demand respect, and every victory tastes like equal parts glory and relief. There’s a sober beauty to the landscapes below, but you’ll rarely admire them for long because someone is always trying to perforate your wings. It’s not a casual hop-in-and-fly arcade romp; it’s a simmering duel in the clouds, where patience, steady aim, and a strong stomach for spinning dives are your best friends.