I once flew a Mossie (you know, . . . without guns) to 30k to attack one town in an undefended sector. You know, . . . for score.
Someone upped a 262 and chased me 100 miles behind my lines, and then tried to vulch while I rearmed. You know, . . . because a 262 can kill an unarmed airplane real easy.
You know something, my squaddie Lyric1 can pop the melon on a 262 from 6k easily when it comes head-on. It's very entertaining.
Field guns smell like victory.