I wouldn't be able to do it in a bomber, on the contrary. There's a high chance of killing civilians, and I wouldn't take that responsibility.
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Become a pilot on a fighter. Fly around, shoot down unarmed bombers.
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There are eight of them, and two of us. The odds before the battle
Are not in our favor, but we will play.
Sergei, hold on. We won't be with you,
But we'll even the odds!
I won't leave this sky,
The numbers don't matter to me now.
Today, my friend is watching my back,
And that means the odds are even.
A "Messerschmitt" came out behind me, but it started to smoke,
The propellers whined loudly.
They don't even need crosses on their graves -
Crosses on their wings will do.
I'm "first," I'm "first," they're below you,
I'm going to intercept them!
Put out the flames, go into the clouds, I'll cover you!...
There are no miracles in battle.
Sergei, you're burning, trust,
Now only in the reliability of the straps.
No, it's too late, and a "Messerschmitt" came out to meet me.
Goodbye, I'll take it head-on!...
I know, others will settle the score with them...
Soaring above the clouds,
Our souls fly like two planes,
Because they can't be without each other.
The Archangel will say to us: "It will be tough in heaven."
But only the gates will click,
We will ask God: "Write us with our friend
Into some angelic regiment."
And I will ask God - spirit and son,
To fulfill my will:
"Let my friend always watch my back,
As in this last battle."
We will ask God for wings and arrows,
Because they need an ace angel.
And if they have a lot of fighters -
Let them write us down as guardians.
Being a guardian is also an honorable task -
To bring good luck on your wings
To those who, like Sergei and I in life,
Both in the air and on the ground.
That's what it's like to be a fighter pilot...