Another balloon for the Hun winch blokes to warm their hands on - again busted at very low level. Then I returned to put paid to the car with the machine-gun mount.
Those bounders following me around did nothing else, steadfastly refusing to obey signal commands. Had to do it all myself.
Mmmmm....wonder if there's enough ammo left to dislodge the weather-cock from that steeple and then smarten them up in the gravedigger's hut?
'Find your enemy and shoot him down - everything else is unimportant.'
