Whatever Boelcke Told Us Was Taken As

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

When One Has Shot Down One's First, Second Or Third Opponent, Then One Begins To Find Out How The Trick Is Done.

It Is Better That One's Customers Come To One's Shop Than To Have To Look For Them Abroad.

Fighter Pilots Rove In The Area Allotted To Them In Any Way They Like, And When They Spot An Enemy They Attack And Shoot Them Down.... Everything Else Is Rubbish.

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.