Find The Enemy And Shoot Him Down.

Of Course, With The Increasing Number Of Aeroplanes One Gains Increased Opportunities For Shooting Down One's Enemies, But At The Same Time, The Possibility Of Being Shot Down One's Self Increases.

Sometimes, However, The Gaelic Blood Asserts Itself. The Frenchmen Will Then Attack. But The French Attacking Spirit Is Like Bottled Lemonade. It Lacks Tenacity. The Englishmen, On The Other Hand, One Notices That They Are Of Germanic Blood. Sportsmen Easily Take To Flying, And Englishmen See In Flying Nothing But A Sport.

The Duty Of The Fighter Pilot Is To Patrol His Area Of The Sky, And Shoot Down Any Enemy Fighters In That Area. Anything Else Is Rubbish.

It Is A Pity That My Collection Of Trophies Contains Not A Single Russian.

Find The Enemy And Shoot Him Down. Anything Else Is Nonsense.