On the ground a battle rages for the possession of Noyon. The French are pushing the Germans back, all in rain and mud. In the air...well, no one is in the air, except for one escadrille, MS 26.
Filimor Hance writes: "We're being transferred again - this time to Anvers. Anvers? Six days out here, unable to fly at all. Now we are ordered to fly anyway, and we're going back to PARIS?? Why? The Germans have left that area. There's nothing there to observe. Why? Took off at 0614. Flight took 2 hours 24 minutes. All in the rain. Now we're at a field in the southern side of the city. What next? London?"
Some people are born stupid. I've had to work hard my whole life to get this way. I'm proud of the job I've done