"Well, bless me, rather!" he breathed. "In my time I've been told a thing or two right to my face, but.... Well, I must say, Dawson, that once you get started you get right to the point. So my plan is a bit of a wash-out in your mind, eh?"
At that moment Dave would have given a lot if a great big hole had opened up in the floor so that he could jump into it and disappear completely. However, no hole opened up, and so he stuck to his guns.
"Yes, sir," he said doggedly8. "I know I'm speaking out of turn, but you asked me, sir. So I gave you a truthful9 answer."
"The truth is always welcomed, of course," Group Captain Ball said a bit stiffly. "Supposing, though, instead of wasting time defending yourself, you explain why there would be no sense in carrying out such a stupid mission?"
"Just a minute!" Dave said as his cheeks got hot. "I didn't say the mission was stupid, sir. I didn't say, either, that carrying it out would be a waste of time. I meant that carrying it out as planned would be a waste of time, in my opinion."
"Why?"
It was Colonel Trevor who shot out the single word. He had leaned farther forward in his chair, and was regarding Dave not out of hostile eyes, but out of eyes that showed frank curiosity, and an earnest desire to learn the truth.
"Because of what's already happened, Colonel," Dave replied. "Look at it this way. Countless10 photo patrols were made over the terrain11 of Zone K Dash Twenty-Four. Each time Jerry planes were encountered and there was a scramble12 or two. At first the pictures didn't show anything of interest. Then suddenly they showed a lot of crazy changes in a certain area. Finally, the pictures gave every indication that that certain area had been completely evacuated13. And lastly, a photo flight that went over at night failed to return. You follow me, sir?"
"Yes," the Intelligence officer grunted14. "But you're only giving a case history of what's happened. We know all about that."
"Why did it happen?" Dave shot right back at him. "If you want my opinion I think it's because the Nazis15 knew all the time what we were up to. They saw our bombers17 upstairs, but no eggs were dropped. They saw our bombers circling around over the area day after day, and still no bombs came down. The Jerry fighter pilots tangled18 with our fighters, and the photo ships still stuck to their job. What in the world do you think the Nazis on the ground were imagining? That we were practicing formation flying or something? The heck they did! They knew darn well that we were taking pictures, and more pictures. And not being exactly dumb, they did the logical thing!"
The ghost of a smile quivered at the corners of Colonel Trevor's mouth. Even Markham and Group Captain Ball were having trouble keeping a straight face. The straight from the shoulder honesty of the young Yank was not exactly an every day occurrence in British Army life, and they were a bit more amused than they were shocked.
"And what was the logical thing for the Nazis to do?" the Intelligence officer eventually asked quietly.
"Kid us along, of course!" Dave cried, warming up to his subject. "Pull the old razzle-dazzle on us, so that we wouldn't know where we were from a three dollar hat. Don't you get me?"
"I was quite a while in the States," Colonel Trevor said with a chuckle19, "but I'm afraid I didn't quite pick up all of your American slang expressions. What do you mean by what you've just said, Dawson?"
Dave grinned, and blushed slightly.
"Sorry, sir," he said. "I sort of shoved into high gear without realizing it. I mean, I ... well, anyway, I'm sure Jerry knew what we were up to all the time, so he purposely made things all the more confusing. Matter of fact, I wouldn't be at all surprised but what he kidded us along step by step hoping that we would send over that night patrol."
"What?" Group Captain Ball exploded in a loud voice. "Led us along? What in the world do you mean by that? I think you've gone balmy, my lad. Of all the rot!"
"Maybe so, sir," Dave said evenly and held up two fingers. "But there are two things we don't know. One, what the new Nazi secret weapon is all about. And, two, what happened to that night picture patrol. Correct, sir?"
"Unfortunately, yes," the other grunted backing down a little. "But what's that got to do with what the Nazis did? I mean, all this kidding along, as you express it."
"You're pinning me down kind of tight, sir," Dave said with a half grin. "That part is just a hunch20 that sticks in my craw. I mean, I've got the hunch that there was one thing the Nazis didn't know. For certain, I mean."
Group Captain Ball groaned21 and threw up his hands.
"My word!" he cried. "More blasted riddles22! Come to the point, Dawson. What in the world do you mean?"
Dave hesitated a moment and then gave it to them straight.
"The new Nazi secret weapon," he said. "The Jerries were not certain how successful it would be against an air invasion. So they tried it out!"
As Dave's echo faded away into silence not a man uttered a sound. Not a man hardly so much as breathed. The exploding verbal bomb shell had driven home a possible truth that not one of them had even so much as considered. Not even so much as suspected of existence.
"By George!" Group Captain Ball finally breathed in an awed23 tone. "The chap has hit upon something. No doubt about it at all. It's quite possible, this hunch of his. Quite, indeed. The blasted Nazis have been playing games with me to serve their own purpose. Dawson! I apologize for being a bit rude awhile back. You're quite right. I'm afraid we have been wasting our time. And would waste more to make another photo patrol. Blast it, though, we just can't sit back and twiddle our thumbs."
"Perhaps you've got an answer to that one, Dawson?" Colonel Trevor asked.
Dave didn't reply at once. He pursed his lips and stared thoughtfully off into space.
"The original patrols weren't entirely24 a waste of time," he said presently. "I mean, if for no other reason than the fact we learned that something very mysterious is going on in the area over which the photo patrol was lost. We can be pretty sure there's something there that needs further investigation25."
Dave held up a hand as Group Captain Ball scowled26 and opened his mouth to interrupt.
"Just a minute, please, sir," he shut off the high ranker. "I know what you're going to say. Get along with it! Okay. Here it is. A night patrol, such as the last, is out. Too much of a risk. A day patrol of bomber16-photo ships and escort planes is out, too. Sight of us in the sky would simply tell Jerry that we were still ... well, suckers for punishment. But two or three fighter planes passing over probably wouldn't create any interest at all. And certainly no suspicions. And if there happened to be a couple of Jerry planes in the air to scramble with, then so much the better. Or isn't that clear?"
"As mud!" Group Captain Ball said with a sad shake of his head. "You'd better not ever run for Parliament, Dawson. You'd befuddle27 the issue. Your colleagues wouldn't know what in the world you were talking about, I'm afraid."
"Then that makes me a swell28 bet for Congress," Dave grinned. "Seriously, though, sir. Three Spitfires fitted with special cameras could slide over the mystery area and look like they were just passing by. Now, if Jerry fighter planes came up, we could scramble with them, and a couple of us could act like we were going down. Shot down, or the engine quitting, and a forced landing necessary. We could even fake engine trouble without Jerry planes being around. The point is, though, a couple of us could get real low down and snap pictures that would bring out a lot of stuff that the camera wouldn't catch at high altitude. Also, in fighter planes we could cover a whole lot more ground than the slower bomber jobs. But the main thing is, the Nazis wouldn't be wise to what we were doing."
Group Captain Ball expelled air through pursed lips, and gave a little half shake of his head.
"What blasted use I am at Air Ministry, I jolly well don't know!" he exclaimed. "I think you and I should swap29 jobs, Dawson. Only I'd be a frightful30 wash-out at yours. You're absolutely correct, though. You've hit upon the only way possible to get a good look at what's going on over in that cursed Zone. Right, Colonel? Right, Markham?"
"Seems that way to me," the Intelligence officer said slowly. "Dawson has at least convinced me that our original plan is no good at all. And the only alternative that seems any good, is his plan."
"I knew it wouldn't be long before Dawson and Farmer were off again on some special mission," Squadron Leader Markham grunted. "But he's quite right. His plan's the best bet. Only one thing I hope doesn't happen, though. Two things, matter of fact."
"Eh?" Group Captain Ball murmured.
"One that they don't run into a couple of squadrons of Jerry planes," Markham said. "And really get shot down. And two, that this blasted secret weapon doesn't work in the day time. But one can't be sure of everything, I suppose."
"No, of course not," Group Captain Ball said with a shrug31. Then turning to Dave, "Well, naturally, you're elected for one of the trio. Who else? Farmer for one?"
The eager look on Freddy's face was too much for Dave to let slide. He scowled dubiously32, and rubbed his chin in mock deliberation.
"Why, yes, I guess so," he said finally. "That is, if he promises not to go off on any little night flying jaunts33."
They all laughed. Freddy with them. But the look he flashed at Dave clearly said, "Wait 'til I get you alone, my friend. Just wait!"
"Well, who else?" Markham asked the question.
"I'd like the third one to be Flight Lieutenant34 Barker, sir," Dave said. "He's tops as a pilot in my opinion. And he can shoot rings around anybody I ever saw in the air, with maybe the possible exception of Farmer, here."
"And yourself, Dawson," Markham added with a smile. "Right you are, then. You, Farmer, and Barker. You take command, and...."
"That's something I wanted to speak about, sir," Dave interrupted hastily. "I happened to think up the idea, but that doesn't rate my being placed in charge of the show. After all, Barker has had more R.A.F. experience than either Freddy or I. He's been in it from the very start. Then, too, sir, the matter of rank. Barker is a Flight Lieutenant, and as such...."
"So are you and Farmer!" Group Captain Ball cut in.
Dave's jaw35 dropped, and his eyes popped.
"Come again?" he blurted36 out. "What was that you just said?"
The Air Ministry official chuckled37 and pulled some papers from his inside tunic38 pocket.
"That you and Farmer are Flight Lieutenants39, too," he said, and tossed the papers on Markham's desk. "That's the surprise I was about to mention awhile back. In recognition of your services on that convoy40 patrol job, Air Ministry has promoted you both to the rank of Flight Lieutenants. It'll appear officially in the London Gazette tomorrow. Meantime, there's confirmation41 for your files, Markham. Well, Dawson, and Farmer, let me be the first to congratulate you. It's a promotion42 well earned, and doubly deserved."[2]
For the next couple of minutes neither Dave nor Freddy had any idea what they were doing. They were completely swallowed up in a beautiful rosy43 cloud, and their little world was the nicest thing ever created.
"And so, you don't need to feel any qualms44 about difference in rank, Dawson," Group Captain Ball's voice finally brought Dave's feet back on earth. "Strictly45 speaking, he still is your senior, but I'm placing you in command of this mission. And that's that. Now, of course your Mark Fives can't be fitted with cameras in time for you to make the patrol today. But do you think you could be ready by dawn?"
"Yes, sir," Dave answered promptly46. "And.... Well, there's one more suggestion, if it ... if it won't drive you crazy, sir."
"I think I can stand just about one more," the Adastral House official said with a faint grin. "Shoot, as you Yanks term it!"
"I think it might be a good idea for a flight of bomber planes to be sent over the area before we arrive," Dave said. "Not right over the area. Have them pass over well south, as though they were headed for some objective farther inland. Then when we appear later Jerry will think that we're just tootling over to meet the bombers and escort them back home. So maybe they won't give us a second glance."
"Right," Group Captain Ball said. "I'll arrange with Bomber Command to do just that. Now, any more suggestions, eh?"
"I guess not, sir," Dave said with a chuckle.
"Then let's all have a spot of tea, or something," the Air Ministry official said, getting to his feet. "We can talk things over again later. Meantime I'm parched47, and hungry as a wolf."
Dave shot a glance at Freddy Farmer and saw instantly that his English pal48 was five hundred per cent in favor of the Group Captain's idea.
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