LIEUTENANT BRIDGEMAN went out over the German line and ‘strafed’ a depot. He stayed a while to locate a new gun position and was caught between three strong batteries of Archies.’Reports?’ said the wing commander. ‘Well, Bridgeman isn’t back and Tam said he saw him nose-dive behind the German trenches.’So the report was made to Headquarters and Headquarters sent forward a long account of air flights for publication in the day’s communiqué, adding, ‘One of our machines did not return.”But, A’ doot if he’s killit, ‘ said Tam; ‘he flattened oot before he reached airth an’ flew aroond a bit. Wi’ ye no ask Mr. Lasky, sir-r, he’s just in?’Mr. Lasky was a bright-faced lad who, in ordinary circumstances, might have been looking forward to his leaving-book from Eton, but now had to his credit divers bombed dumps and three enemy airmen.He met the brown-faced, red-haired, awkwardly built youth whom all the Flying Corps called ‘Tam.”Ah, Tam, ‘ said Lasky reproachfully, ‘I was looking for you—I wanted you badly.’
المزيد من الكتب الإلكترونية من نفس المؤلف (المؤلفين) / محرر
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