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February 14, 1940.
By Ernie Bushmiller
THE LION HAS WINGS
coming closer and closer as the speed of the plane increased.
THE pilot of the leading The pilot looked below. There plane sat at his controls. Was a sparkle in his eye, n look
of anticipation that boded ill forl
There would be no excite-the Nazis! ment for a long while yet.
"Hullo, bit of excitement but he was strung up and down there," and he jerked his his eyes were fixed grimly head downwards. The R.A.F. ahead.
Armada flashed onwards,
In the forward turret sat "Yes,” replied the navigating officer. "Ship's crew's bathing!" the bow gunner, and, in the!
The pilot's lips.creased in af tail, another gunner sat, ajsmile. They can't have ex- solitary sentinel protecting pected us!**
the plane from attack in the! Suddenly, in a voice viinant;
rear.
the pilot
with excitement, As the plane zoomed on-yelled: "There she is!"
ward, the navigator sat!
busily plotting the course FAR below lay the Kiel! while the wireless operator, Canal, the object of their trip. ears alert, kept vigil..
It lay, a tempting target with
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Suddenly the air became elor- tric. The Air Officer Commander- in-Chlef urgently summoned the Southern Group.. "Ralds 1 and 2 are entering your area. Carry on and deal with them."
"Yes, sir," replied, the Group Controller. He turned to another phone "Braxted ?"
Wing Commander Halph Richard- son replied. He listened intently, "O.K." Then gave his orders. "A Flight 299." T was zero hour.
WITH the enthusiasm of small boys let out of school earlier than they expected, the | pilots waiting near their Spit-
fires leapt into action.
Propellers started to turn. Bobby fastened his parachute to his back, jadjusted his goggles, and half- rinued at the other pilots who were to share the danger ahead.
Then he hopped nimbly into the cockpit of his plane, waved cheerily to the boys of the ground staff, and seudded off into the darkness.
"Flight A air-borne," reported the telephone operator to Richard- yun. "O.K.," replied Ralph. "Put
. Flight at readiness."
High in the heavens the Spit- fires were flashing towards a death duel. "Cornflower Red calling sta tion control," suapped Bobby into this radio.
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"Cornflower Red 80 degrees-- 2.000 feet a minute-speed 180, . replied Richardson.
Again Bobby spoke into his microphone, this time to the pilot in the plane next to him. "O.K. Ted?"
"Right with you, "Bab!", replied Ted, chewing more fiercely ut his
gum.
"O.K. Dopey?" called Bob.
The pilot in the third Spitfire sat gazing into spare, his face de- void of all emotion. Those that didn't know Dopey for a sky dare- devil with a nerve of iron might have thought that he was falling asleep at his controls. "Hey,
Dopey jerked to sudden realisa- tion. "What? Good Lord. yea
O.K.
all aerone!" Bobby grinned. He knew his
"O.K. Gang-let's go!" yelled Bobby with n whoop of pure ex- citement.
"Try and get Mr. Middle-hell that was
ships resting. unsuspecting the the skies the planes returned in¦ture ahead could be seen in those Dopey are you OK."
about to be let quiet triumph. ton," chaffed the gunner, loose.
and "Sparks" grinned. He "Signal-line astern" was secking less friendly voice." sounds than that!
PRIO
MEANWHILE, in
1
Britain, the
Dapoy.
Nearer came the Nazi bombers. Down below in Fighter Command every movement of the enemy was being noted on the ginnt action map. At the Fighter Station Richardson steadily stuck at his radio navigat- Ing the air-knights above.
"Five bandits six miles south-
sulten faces.. *
The iron heet of discipline held DOWN on to the landing field the them rigid as their Commander planes came, one by one to rapped out his final instructions. As the offleer finished his tirade lam with slowing propellers over From the plane the Very pistol the rough turf and finally tu conie the pilots clicked heels. "lleil. __"Nothing..from our side, of spoke and the light from the pistol to rest.
Hitler" they snapped, turning to course, sir. Wireless silence flashed through the air.
One by one hatches in their the portrait of the Fuehrer that was ordered. There's a spot of "Right, here we go," called the stomachs opened and legs appeared, brooded from the wall. Then they activity from German station pilot. His hand flicked down, the then ungainly figures in zip-fastener filed out to the waiting pinnes.
switches, while the bomb nimer,suits with all the bulk and parn-, AZ2, but it's all in code."
waited, taut and alert. Dawaphernalia of parachutes and wire-| "H'm . we'll be there in seudded the plane.
Jess cords. an hour at our present speed," "Right," snapped the bomb A moment of inert relaxation and activity was rifa, Into remarked the pilot; "Gunner,aimer. "Steady."
then the exhausted stripping off of telephone the Chief of Air Staff west," he rapped out to Bobby way back in the tail in half an hour!; Again the plune dipped, roaring unwieldiness. Meanwhile, you can let up !" through the sky. The bomb nimer's A stroke of the hair. A silent jerked his orders: "I've just re-up in the skies. The Spitfires whistle of relief. A smile. Aceived information that an circled, never losing speed. "Should Below the sea lay calm and hand hovered over a switch.
And down from the plane, cigarette. A rather shamefaced enemy attack is expected to-be any
muttered minute now," still; nothing broke the mono-straight as a die, a grim ambassa mindahake.
night. Raise balloon barrage." Richardson. tony of its surface. Steadily dor of death, fell the first bomb. A tired nip of the finger to a Hidden somewhere in Britain is
Suddenly Bobby's jaw lightened. the plane followed its, course. { It hit the sea with thunderous | friend, A sudden violent em-an organisation known as Fighter Here they are, boys. No. 1 At- Suddenly a ship was seen beforce, exploding near the battleship barrassment at the discovery of Command, whence the entire de tack...
Gol
low.
and swirling the ocean into a cameramen, photographers, all set fence of the British Isles against "Destroyer ahead, sir," re-angry crescendo of fury,
for hero-worship, and a quick bolt air attack is directed. The dull roar of the explosion for the privacy of the mess. ported the bomb-almer.
resounded through the plane as i That is how the real heroes of the swooped upwards on its non-stop Kiel Raid came home. flight. Another bomb fell, still closer this time, and again a giant swirl of water was flung up like a ferocious fountain.
Across the deck of the battleship down at the destroyer. Sailors rushed frundle sale des side and paused at sailor's Southern Group Midland Grow FOR U-BOATS
rained so suddenly from the skier,
or
"Ours back the pilot.
theirs?" snapped
* * THROUGH the window the pilot and the observer gazed
*
were crowding round the signal light.
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Here is a miracle of organisation. Telephonists receive messages and reports from every post in the country.
On a huge table is a map of the
TO-MORROW THE BATTLE
AS though he had all the time Eastern half of Britain, the North GAS FUEL
clbow.
tered.
sailor.
that?"
Nazi Shortage Of Petroleum GERMANY is now building a now type of U-boat which will use oxygen and hydrogen as fuel.
in the world to spure, a shabby Sea and the German coast, and the individual strolled along a dock-map is divided into three sections."
Northern Group. It the Another bomb left the hatch. down . down with unerring "Har ni en tansticks" he mut-nerve centre of Britain's defence system and that night it was મ ""They're sending a message,”
accuracy, it hit the battleship and a
hive of activity. said the pilot. "Get It."
"What's sullen roar told that the bomb had
growled the To-night's the night". the Swiftly the bomb-aimer's found its mark.
brief mesange was passed from Up pencil moved across his pad. "We've hit him," anupped the "A match," urged the shabby As he wrote, he smiled.
pilot suddenly, and the bomb-nimer stranger. Ile leaned close to the to lip and mouths tightened grimly "There you are, sir," he said, gave the "Thumbs Up" signal. Be-sallor, and, cupping his hand to and eyes sparkled with eager an-
ticipation. and showed the pilot the pad. low, the grey ocean tossed amid the sunrd the flickering flame, he mut- Huddled in a bush by the side On it were the words "Good smoke and debris around the ship, tered: "Activity at Pirate Squadron of a wood ant three civilian of luck!"
Suddenly there came the ewift AZ2,"
Alrendy the Nazis are using a grade The sailor nodded briefly venomous snarl of machine-gun fire, It was getting near zero hour cracking across the sky.
of spirit inferior to that of the Allies the stranger shuffled into the wanted a dark room for develop tending the use of "ersatz" products To thinks that for years I've for their planes. Now they are ex- Intently the pilot handled his "Hey, step on it," rapped out the night.
ing, and now that every room in to the submarine. controls, with the navigator navigating officer, "you've got a Throwing hin cigarette stub
the house is dark, I'm stuck out close at his elbow,
away, the anllor boarded his ship here in the bushes listening to the One of the new type of auch U-boat Cutting through the sky came a and made his way to the wireless birds!" grumbled one with a good is said to have undergone sea trials Action was tear and there Nazi plane, hurling towards the operator's cabin. "Activity ૩. humoured snort. was an air of tense expectancy British invader, prepared for a Pirate Squadron AZZ.
Code Group in the plane. The bomb-nimer death duel, eager to take toll of the X74470." The operator nodded, moved into position and; the wireless sperator went forward. plane that had smashed the Nazi scribbled on his pad and got to
There was no need for wireless
now his job was at a gun turfet.
"After course to 110 degrees," called the navigator:
Messerschmitt on your tail!"
battleship.
An answering hail of machine.
gun fire burst from the back of the British plano,
work.
+
and
Hervora.
Britain's under-cover men had made the Arat move in thwart ing a threatened Nazi rald.
"Listening for them!" retorted his colleague. Suddenly tho phone buzzed. "Hullo, yes, sir?" A pause, then to his friends, "They expect 'em to-night!" Northern Group, Midland Group, Southern Group ... nll were ready.
already,
Instead of fuel tanks, she has cylin-
ders containing oxygen and hydro- gen. The engine runs on exactly the same principle as that used in cars adapted to run on coal gas.
Submarines (isually run on Diesel
The sky was alight with the flash Meanwhile, unconscious that to give the invaders a warm wel-engines on the surface and electric
motors underwater.
of machine-gun fire. The pilot and their plans were already suspected, come. And, hidden in the dark- "Okay I called back the pilot, navigating officer were straining a score of Nazi pilota stood, erectness, sat British pilot waiting for When hydrogen and oxygen are "I'm going down to, a hundred every abre of their badles, every and grim, as their commanding the word to take off.
properly mixed: there la no exhaust offeer harangued them in swift. feet for the run into the coast!" nerve to outwit the enemy.
And still from the Messerschmlit harsh tones..
Through the night zoomed the Kas, so the new fuel will allow the submarines to use their, engines for Down the plane awooped, like came this stream of death, while
Nazi planes, and in the Interior of travel both below and above sur- That night was to seo an attack the Fighter Command alert eyes face. some glant hawk sighting its the British plane give back fierce, on the accursed shores of Britain, and cars were awaiting their com- prey. Balow lay the coastline, grim answer.... And through yet no enthusiasm for the adver- ing.
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