The Rat Patrol 4 - Two-Faced Enemy - Plot & Excerpts
The air was fetid and Dietrich rose swiftly from his cot and pulled back the flap at the entrance. He stepped outside in his undershorts, glancing at his watch and looking to the east where the sky was light but hazed. It was a few minutes past oh-five-hundred and any moment the rising sun would burn away the pallid gauze that draped the horizon. The camp was awake and the smell of coffee drifted from the mess tent. He listened a second or two for the drone of aircraft motors, but there was no sound from the sky. In fact it seemed unnaturally quiet. There seemed to be some pressure in the air and breathing was a little difficult.He turned back into the tent, washed in a basin on an upended ammunition box and shaved hurriedly, dressing and leaving without disturbing the old man. He would have preferred remaining in the field the night before to sharing a tent with the beer-sour colonel, but he'd wanted to be sure he was on hand when the Me-323 arrived with its uncommon cargo. Nebelwerfers had been used a time or two in North Africa, but they were enough of a rarity to excite him and he wanted a private word with the officer in charge of the rocket launchers.
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