13:1 sounds good,
but against the background of easy targets like german bombers, Me-110s and Stukas and Me-109s which had to stick closely to their bombers and were always in danger of running out of fuel...

[color=#003300]That response has always reminded me of an incident in our "camp" wars.
The confederation of Wopa Cila (C = English Ch) was in a secession battle against my own camp, Bexlahim (x = th), to whom they'd refused to pay retribution costs for repeatedly spearing our main tent. They'd dug three small breastworks where they'd stored their main ammo -- apples; two full barrels and a large pile of apples were at their main breastwork, the left position of their line. In the final assault up the hill (my shield, fashioned from a 15" automobile hub cap, pinged off the few missiles I failed to dodge -- not one struck me), the breastwork was secured for Bexlahim, its defenders retreating to what had been the center breastwork. After a mutual barrage, they were infuriated by being struck with what had been their own arsenal and made a full-force counterattack (5:1 in their favor) and dumped all their apples. Their leader sat on the ground, apples all around and a pile he'd pulled between his legs; pointing at the small pile I yet had behind me, he yelled, "Look, that's all he's got."
Scowling, I whispered, "But who's
were they?
What were the Me-110s and Me-109s of G