I used to loathe cold starts and all it stood for (rivet counting and a misguided attention to systems details that could be better spent on making fun games) but since may '18, when I got my rift and fell back in love with DCS, itās been different.
The training missions all start with the cold&dark procedures. And boring as they may seem, they enhance the feeling of being there. The Ka-50 for example really comes to life as you initiate all its systems and crank the engines. From unfathomable hunk of dead metal to a thwocking death monster humming with pent up power.
Now, C&D start is my preferable way to sim. I also make a point to always land and shut down if at all possible (which it sometimes isnāt, such is the life of a time pilot). Itās part of the illusion for me.
Just now I had this harrowing flight in the newly released F/A-18 mini-campaign. 2nd flight. An attack on some BMPās near the front line. SEAD and TARCAP go in before the player flight and its a spectacle. There was quite a bit of wind and all of my drops missed. I made three passes I think, and they were scary as fuck. Manpads took my wingperson on his second pass.
The hard part of that mission, the part that really had me sweat and worry and completely be there, was the return home. I had plenty fuel when I entered the pattern. Then four tomcats and two other hornets needed to do their traps too. So round and round I wheeled, hoping the deck would go green this time. And then it did.
And I fucking boltered. Fuel was becoming tight. I went around. Watched the last tomcat trap. Fucking robot always traps a three wire. Showoff. I made a sweet approachā¦ nice lineup, on speed, on slopeā¦ FUCK! boltered! AGAIN! As I blasted off the ship the bloody bingo warning came up. I set it liberally so I was good for at least two more traps before Iād go dry. And I suck at tankingā¦
On speed. On line-upā¦ on slopeā¦ sweet ball, little low. bit of power and right back downā¦ come onnnnnnnn TRAP! YAY! I opened the canopy, took the engines out of burner, raised the hook and wings and taxied next to those smug tomcat bastards.
Turning off all the systems one by one and listening to the jet spool down was just Awesome after that flight.
So yeah. YMMV.