Inside a B-17
At the latest in the fifth flying hour one must count each instant on the fact that German fighters over the combat forces emerge, in order to fall itself with howling engines on her. But with the bombers fly the Thunderbolt and mash seaweed fighters - for the bomber crews are more beautiful their dark, thick and elegant slim fuselage than the most beautiful girl body.
The indication of the attack is the call of the top turret gunner: "Me-109-fighter five o'clock high. Ten of them." After the first light pressure on the gastric region, which the message releases, everyone waits strained, until the roaring of the heavy twin machine guns of the top turret indicates that the fight began. From now on everything goes so fast that no time remains, being afraid. Projectiles squirt by the side with the noise of a pneumatic riveting hammer.
The right waist gunner was hit. The copilot receives the order to render to it first help. Already in the next minutes the difficulties begin for it. The tightness of the area is worst: The copilot must loosen only the safety belt, which pull plugs out for heating and radio, the fuselage of the oxygen equipment to decrease and finally its seat parachute placing. If the machine is met during the next 10 minutes, then the copilot is that, which can bail out in no case. It hangs a portable oxygen cylinder over, winds themselves from its seat and squeezes themselves to the tail.
Each individual fold of its flier combination seems to be created to remain hanging on all grasps, buttons, levers and edges from which there are innumerable the inside one the bomber. Beside the lower part of the upper emplacement it can do itself straight by urge, but only if the tower stands still; it pivots it the gunnrt however then the danger exists that it is seized and hurt by the transmission. The narrow course beside the bomb pit is full sharp-edged ribs and reinforcement.