Lowpe
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ORIGINAL: Ingtar
Surely, you allowed them to write home before sending them to their deaths?
{picture this}
In a deep bunker, an undisclosed location in Honshu, the white coat, slide ruling scientist hurriedly scribbled a formula and "AHA, this will get us Rockets. Oh, wait, I should have said Eureka!"
In his hurry to report to the commanding base officer, he left his top secret papers scattered on the desk, but this, this was important. This would change the war!
He burst thru the outer office, waved off the protests from adjuncts, toadies, really. Pushed his pocket pen protector back into place, slide rule still in his hand, and he hand combed his hair very briefly. The General was a well known martinet.
"Excuse me General, but I have...." he stopped mid sentence. The General had his pistol out. A nice Nambu, and he also held lovingly a ceremonial sword. A second longer sword was on the desk. Another adjunct had tears in his eyes, but also held a long curved sword.
The General paused from his admiring glance at the short sword, an ink brush on the desk too, a single sheet of brownish paper lay on his desk elaborately written, but the Scientist eyes were way to poor to see at this distance, let alone read it upside down.
"Scientist!" Barked the General. You are to report to the 248th Training Squadron, will you will be trained in the joy of flight. And should you chose it, if you survive your flight training, you will have the opportunity to change into something glorious for the Emperor. The Divine Wind. Not that chance for me. I envy you."
"But the project, I ah, err"
"The project is cancelled, and you have your assignments, as do I. Now leave...I have one further task to perform for my Emperor."
The stunned scientist turned, stumbled into a chair, his depth perception was never really good anyhow, and in a daze was escorted to an awaiting vehicle for the 248th Flight Training Squadron in Kure. Not even enough time to gather his belongings... he wouldn't need any of them anyhow.
Another bedraggled scientist sat next to him on the truck, and with a knowing wink, said "Cheer up, Chief Scientist, the secretarial staff is bound for the 8th Depot Division. We have a much better chance of living than them; I hear pilots eat pretty well, too. Just kidding! They would never make us pilots, surely more research."
He paused for a moment, then whispered close to the scientists ear: "Heh, Do you have any idea what this Divine Wind operation is? Everyone is talking about it, it must be really important to assign us to it.
{stay tuned for next weeks episode, where the scientist trades in his slide rule for a plane made mostly of wood}
< Message edited by Lowpe -- 5/27/2015 5:32:42 PM >
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RE: Unorthodox - 
His advice really solidified my thinking in scaling back the attacks to sweeps and one Kamikaze high altitude attack. 
Thanks again, Mr. Kane!
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