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doc#147 returned. </p><p> Greg pushed the radio button on his throttle. "Todman, let's try to go
doc#147 valley. He was about to make a gas check on his flight when Todman's voice broke in
doc#147 They were headed straight for each other on a collision course. Friend or enemy? The
doc#147 was correct. Japanese aircraft were strong on maneuverability, American on speed and
doc#147 were strong on maneuverability, American on speed and firepower. His present maximum
doc#147 Lots of throttle. Todman, you take the one on the left. I'll take the middle. Belton,
doc#147 left. I'll take the middle. Belton, the one on the right. If ... if they're Japs. Let's
doc#147 The opposing aircraft continued to come on . They appeared to be the enemy. Greg wished
doc#147 his hand across the switches that turned on the guns and gun camera and gun sight.
doc#147 with the dot in the center showed up yellow on the reflector glass in front of him. His
doc#147 The clearly identifiable enemy continued on as if no one else were around. "They have
doc#147 Let's take 'em home". </p><p> He hauled back on the stick and felt his cheeks sag. Out
doc#147 pilots good, he prayed. </p><p> He took a lead on the enemy, using a distance of five of
doc#147 . </p><p> Now! </p><p> Greg's fingers closed on the stick trigger. The plane rumbled and
doc#147 was with him. His burst held for a second on the engine section of the plane. The Jap
doc#147 spun out now, he would join his opponent on the ground. </p><p> Wingman, stay clear,
doc#147 stick and rudder and entered the overcast on his back. He fought the panic of vertigo
doc#148 read the classics I would have been stymied on what to do, and now I understand why they
doc#148 must forgive me if I seem to dwell too much on her physical aspects but I am an artist
doc#148 one another and we both feared to dwell on it because of our relationship. When our