Find The Enemy And Shoot

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.

Success Flourishes Only In Perseverance Ceaseless, Restless Perseverance.

Fight On And Fly On To The Last Drop Of Blood And The Last Drop Of Fuel, To The Last Beat Of The Heart.

In The Heat Of The Russian Summer A Sleeping Car Is The Most Horrible Instrument Of Martyrdom Imaginable.

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