We orbit briefly over our assigned area...
...but soon, another check with the Controller reveals that we’re back in business, with a Vector to a raid that’s currently to our south-east.
One of the boys soon spots them – one o’clock low, he says, although they are moving rapidly right to left. At first I wonder if he’s mistaken – such a small formation is usually another RAF outfit.
But sure enough, they’re Huns – Dorniers, and just six of them, coming under Ack Ack fire.
I look around in case they’re bait, but there’s no sign of any escort. So I order an attack and in we go.
I hesitate at first, remembering what happened the last time I went in well ahead of the others. But there are just six of these fellows so I pick out one of them and bore on in.
I get some good hits before having to break off steeply upwards...
...leaving the bomber I attacked sliding out of formation to the right.
I come around in a wide sweep and line up for another pass. But another Spitfire nips in ahead of me!
Fair enough, this is a team game. I pull up and watch him attack. Soon, the bomber's crew decide it’s time to leave, and I see their ‘chutes pop open.
Right, time to find another prospective victim of my own!
...to be continued!