1275psi
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The Sentai departed Canton field at dawn, and made a un eventual flight to Hanoi. There arrival however was unexpected -and only seem to add to the chaos at the field Upon landing the Sentai was hustled with little care for protical or normal procedures for dispersion to one corner of the field -and ordered to"keep out of the way until we get you out of here tomorrow" However food did come -food, water and most importantly fuel. No mechanics, no support staff even approached them all day. The reason for the rude reception however quickly came clear. As regular as clockwork the transports came in -one every 15 to 20 minutes - lining up again as the stretched ground crews loaded them with supplies, or in some cases a half dozen or so soldiers. Whithin an hour they lumbered into the air again, headed north The day for our squdron quickly became another case of "hurry up and wait". We recieved our orders -and a thrill went up Col Kanbayashi's spine when they were read -tomorrow was really promising to be a big day. It was to late to move again -and the field simply was too busy for the transports -some simply could not wait to land their fuel was that low - and the next field could not be reached by dark. So the sentai settled in under its planes wings -played cards, slept, wrote, read, and waited. Eventually it got too dark to see -and some of the finest Army pilots of the empire found themselves reduced to infantry status -trying to find comfort on a cold, dark, hard field. few, if any of them would be sad to leave Hanoi
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