First of all, in aerial warfare, there will come a chase between the
light, fast-flying scouts and the armoured planes which will be on watch
for them. As two armies approach each other, upon the eve of battle,
there will be one definite question which a Commander-in-Chief will ask
of the officer who is in command of his aeroplanes. He will say: “Find
out for me how the enemy is massing his men.” This information will be
needed as quickly as it can be obtained; unless he knows, approximately,
the formation of his opponent’s troops, he will be unable to plan the
disposition of his own forces. To obtain this news, without a moment’s
waste of time, the officer in charge of the aeroplanes will send out
high-speed scouts--expert officers, mounted upon single-seated craft;
just as, in the days before flying, the Duke of Wellington would choose
special men, mount them upon picked horses, and send them out to obtain
news at all costs.
These high-speed scouts, flying at more than 100 miles an hour, will
sweep in towards the enemy, seeking the shelter of clouds or of banks of
mist, and making long detours when necessary so as to try and avoid the
patrols. It will be the same story in the air as was told formerly on
land; there will be the spy trying to creep through, and the chain of
flying outposts making it their business to stop him. Speedy in flight,
and yet carrying a formidable gun, these patrols will rush upon the
unarmed scout and strive to put him out of action. His only protection
will be his speed. He will wheel, dodge, and eventually turn tail. All
the time his aim will be to see what lies below him, to watch the
marchings of the troops which will look so tiny and remote, and form an
opinion in his mind as to what the battle line will be. These single
scouts will need to be picked men. A great responsibility will be
theirs, and a great risk also. They will, in fact, take their lives in
their hands, and nothing will save them from being sent crashing to
their death but their own wit and skill in the handling of their
machines.
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