As usual the Jerries were not aiming to close with the Yanks.
All Sim had to do was to make a pass at the Jerries, loop over and shoo them away.
The Jerries, seeing their chance, had cut him off and now he would be sucked into a fight.
If he kicked loose his tanks, the Jerries would be wise to the trick.
He also spotted the cloud the Jerries had used to ambush the flight.
Stan went over the wreckage and cut in between the other two Jerries.
I figured I was so good I could cut back and take out all three Jerries.
"We won't get much of a whack at the Jerries," the colonel said rather testily.
The Jerries are sure to take a crack at us on a day like this.
He doesn't love the English so much, and he doesn't hate the Jerries so much.