A Yankee Flier Over Berlin

ough two of the windows and gleamed upon piles of straw littering the floor. A dozen Yank airmen and several R.A

ou some water? It's all we've seen

an said. "Bu

the boys who bombed the fighter fields. I

bombed anything. Is there an Iris

you." Prentiss got to his feet.

d. Several of the boys nodded to him but none of them got up. All of

across the room. When he saw that Stan was sittin

uts, tryin' to get them to send a Doc in

doctor. How di

s just brought in. We cleared the path to Berlin." O'Malley grinned eage

to encourage O'Malley than because he had any hopes. They were deep in

uard says we get to eat before we're locked up again. We hav

n Intelligence,

ler runs 'em both,"

hallway. A burly German officer stamped

ur feet!"

the officer. He glared at them,

mb cities and kill non-combatants. Der

" a British major said as he stepped over and faced the German. "We

e German. The German lashed out suddenly with a knotted fist. The major swayed a bit and ducke

erman bellowed. "Yo

help you any," Stan said as he released the

the major s

im. He puffed out his ches

ters. Anyone trying any sneaking b

n with the moving,

ter feedin' us,"

ned up and the officer began splitting the prisoners up into small grou

we're tough," Sta

oung lieutenant entered and spoke to the of

ey are wanted at once for ques

Malley step

the young lieu

fixed bayonets?" St

walked away with Stan and O'Malley beside him. O'Malley kept a sharp eye open for a cha

ed to its far end where they entered a sma

sit down," the

k United States

years in Pittsburgh," t

o get over here in

answered stiffly. "Heil Hitler." He did an about-face as precisely as

them anythin

down anyway," O'Malley said. "I think we're in Berl

lose at first. We'll hav

g lieutenant, entered. The ranking officers seated themselve

f the Eighth Air

Stan an

ny fighters and bom

Stan a

ighters do you have? The sort

ousand," Stan answered. He was merely reporting

ast, but neither O'Malley nor Stan offered any further comment. They answered simply yes or

s," the lieut

we caught you?" Sta

e given comfortable quarters and food. We observe the rule

and a brown liquid which passed as coffee. O'Malley

ficers were to eat, I'm a spalpeen," O'Malley mutte

a high wall around it with many guards pacing back and forth and two searchlights located on platforms

s a prison ca

id as he stood looking up at

everal other fellows from the Eighth. They had been located at the

wering their questions. One of the boys, a bombardi

go. I figure they do that to nip any escape attempts in the bud." He laug

ted himself. He was a lank Brit

from the fighter

ur outfit,"

ed at Diss," the Britisher grinned. "He got shot down a while b

e of the boys we lost on our first bo

m. Two men were seated on a bed playing cards. Stan h

im

es. He was thinner and he had a freshly healed scar on

caught the man's hand. "Glad

ey as he said it. He looked up a

while bombing with Mustangs. I'm glad you made it safely. Whe

"I don't remember much." He put his hand to his head. "I was nuts for quite a

ound," O'Malley

s room together," Sim said. "I'd

y let us line up about as we wish. I'll help

who told them to shift around as they pleased. He seem

you goot

beginning to try to make friends with us. I guess they figure

inly will,"

They found Sim silent and moody, as though he was brooding over his c

t to be in the hospital. We'l

in' around," O'Mall

o have aged at least ten years. He turned toward them, then got up and closed the door. He walked over to a picture on t

aper. He grinned at Sim and O'Malley. Deftly he slit the paper with his fingernail and removed a strip o

Later we'll hook it up again

d. Suddenly he began to laugh. "But I have foole

He was not sure Sim

"Spill it. Escape is

ed it. He looked up and down

but I may be able to take you

away easier than one," O'Ma

nside with half of the guards scared they'll be stood

e slipping much where

e out of here and across Germany. I'm to get him out of the

y put in. "When

non-commissioned officer with some authority. He thinks the

Stan said. "But I'd take any sort

go along," Sim promised. "Now you bette