Winged War. 1915. Book 1

I have always dreamed of flying. On a MiG like my grandfather, on a “Su” like my father—doesn’t matter! But it didn’t work out in this life, and then… A stranger’s Cessna unexpectedly ended up in the sky of World War I in 1915. Where the average “life” span of a pilot is 6 weeks, where the “Fokkers” will still be destroying everything that moves for another year, where… age is hardly an obstacle at all. Especially if you work the fields, if you overcome your fears, if those juvenile idiots don’t derail the outcome not only of this war, but also the next one.

Why couldn’t I get lucky the way all the other normal transmigrators did?