Tease 6

In that same long-ago spring,

Britain had only the thin thread of survival in her hands.

No ***** to strike at Germany except a few squadrons of bombers

that dared not fly by day.

These were mainly twin-engine Dwellingtons,

the brave old wimpies that went out at night

without e***** or radio beams to help them to their target.

The weather experts could tell what the weather was like in Britain,

but they could only guess what it would be like in Germany.

Maximum effort was the informal order of the day for the Royal Air Force.

It sounded good, but the blunt fact was

that only around 60 bombers at most could muster for a single attack on the fatherland.

Cloud and ice, darkness and enemy defences were loaded against them.

The pilots received their briefings, revealing targets, bomb loads, height and weather.

They took off as night fell, but even if they managed to find the target,

there was no guarantee they would hit it.

The German *****s were being moved secretly from West Riga.

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