The Hun bombers rumble on, less one of their number but still a formidable force. I've forgotten the 109 that was chasing me, and the escorts I saw above the bombers, which were last seen moving away to the left. If I'm lucky, they are low on fuel and heading home, not circling around behind me.



As I come in for another pass, the bombers are starting a turn to the right.



I pick a Junkers on the outside of the formation...



...and let fly. This time, I'm aware of the return fire. Hits smack into my Spitfire.



I stick with my target, who loses his nerve and dodges out of formation.



I set him smoking, but suddenly, even as I begin my break, tracers flash past me from behind.



The 109s have caught up, and the hunter is now the hunted!

...to be continued!