So I am flying escort for the two seaters and I notice that all the N17 scouts are below them, not above. Kinda strange, so I climb like hell to at least be a single plane for top cover. Sure enough while over occupied France, a flight of Albs drops down on me from even higher altitude. The good news is that I distracted them from the two seaters I was protecting. The bad news was they all swarmed me! I'm not sure how many of them there were. Maybe five? Finally, at least one of my wingmen joined to help and an incredible dogfight ensued while my recon flight made good their escape.