“I will need some time to study the instrument panel, mon Sergent,” says the blonde Englishman. “Luckily, this is not one of the modern planes, and it cannot be much different from the bomber planes I have piloted during the Second World War, but as I said, I will need to study the instruments first.”
mon Sergent“Wonderful,” Catroux says excitedly. “How much time do you need?”
“About an hour or two, mon Sergent. I will have to check the fuel supply and see if there is still cargo on board…”
mon Sergent“Then we will push towards the plane immediately,” states Catroux. “I am sorry, private Stegmann, that I did not think it through.”
“Qui, mon Sergent,” is Teuns’ only answer.
Qui mon SergentThey swing somewhat to the left, underneath the shadows, and move past the right-hand side of the
