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6/9/43
Heavy scattered cloud covers the general area over Rabual. great white fluffy mointains moving steadily with the latest weather front, with patches of blue about them.
Perfect hunting weather for a fighter pilot.
Juni and Miyazuki walk out to their planes, there is little conversation. Juni "is in a mood" -to every one he has put up the shutters -he sits for hours on the mess veranda -brooding at the harbour.
They recieve a surprise on arrival at the planes - today they arr not polished smooth - covered in a fine grey ash.
"What is thes crap?" Miyazuki bristles at the ground crew.
The corporal merely smiles -and points at the great hill behind them- "She's active"
Miyazuki turns -and now he notices -the great volcano dominating Rabual is steadily belching into the sky -an unsettling sight -almost unnatural in his eyes.
Juni breaks his silence - 'just don't fly into that muck -it'll bring you down like a stone"
A volcano eh?. Its a funny thing Miyazuki thinks -Japan is full of them, and here I am half way across the globe before I see one.
The take off -the patrol goes as normal -9 fighters sweeping the area to the south of the harbour -patiently waiting for whatever comes their way.
The hour ticks by -boring, boring, boring. Fuel burns, the engine assualts the senses, the world vibrates -the neck turns, and turns, and turns.
Juni leads them east -out over the ocean, he has a hunch.
It pays off
Having hit Kavieng, the great Liberators are taking a great detour around Rabual, the weather however, is playing havoc with the formation -and now its more of a stream of planes heading south.
Its one of the younger eyes that see them first -small dots against the great sheet of white - moving in an intercept across the patrols bow. His excited shout of Bogies! -shatters many a revere -and sends excitement racing through a dozen or so bodies.
Juni sswings hard, banking vertical -straightening out, his pack following.
"Attack, Attack! Attack"
They come in from the forward starboard quarter of the leading bomber -a good position - the front turret at full deflection, the upper unable to engage them under the wing and engine -the side guns too hampered by the bombers own great bulk.
As the target grows, and grow, Juni begins to bank -sweeping in to the attack - he feels not cold today -the hate burns too bright -but glad, glad that once again they can spray death at the great beasts.
Its a savage pass - close, close, terrifyingly close -the bomber crew can hear Junis engine scream even above the bedlam of their engines -the shattering bangs of impact -the scream of the dieing man -and he blasts past, diving down under the revenging fire of the rear gunner, inverted, rolling, stick into stomach, , hard right rudder, screwing his machine, him, into position for the second great barsted -and the cordite stinks, the guns hammer, the beast flashes underneath, guns empty, and he dives away, fuel now dangerously low, and who cares -he has bitten deep, deep, deep as the sea, you barsteds -take that -go into the ocean!
The great bombers -as usual -do not go down -they race south still -some smoking, one yawing all over the sky -but the fuel is gone -and satisfied, the fighters return towards Rabual
Nakamura listens to the debrief with interest -why kavieng? Why not here?
Never mind -its not worth the effort -the enemy will do what the enemy will do.
What matters is 47th have re entered the war -some new comers have blooded, and no planes have been lost.
Behind them the Volcano rumbles, and if you concentrate very, very carefully -the ground is ever so slightly shaking.
Its a wierd feeling. Definately unsettling.
'One would think a giant is striding the earth" he thinks.
Nakamura is not far from the truth................
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