"Hawk" turned to his co-pilot, Lieutenant Mark Reed, and nodded. "Time to get this show on the road, Mark."
The bomber shuddered as a shell whizzed past, narrowly missing the stabilizer. Hawk's voice remained calm over the intercom. "Keep steady, boys. We've got this." Masters of the Air -Los amos del aire- Temporad...
The return journey was tense. With reduced fuel capacity, navigation became critical. The plane limped back to England, the engines sputtering. A possible ditching in enemy territory loomed large if they didn't make it to base. "Hawk" turned to his co-pilot, Lieutenant Mark Reed,
Hawk grinned at Mark. "Well, that was fun." "Hawk" turned to his co-pilot
Luck favored them. At 12:14 PM, they touched down safely on the runway at RAF Molesworth. As the B-17 taxied to a stop, the crew let out a collective sigh of relief.