Story 1728C
Near Vemork, Norway December 23, 1942
He had made worse decisions.
He just was not sure what they were.
The four engine bomber/transport was flying through a snow squall. The navigator swore the drop zone was two minutes away. The Norwegian's stomach lurched almost as quickly as the aircraft. The pilot fought the updrafts and downdrafts gaining and losing 500 feet in seconds.
At least this ride would be over soon enough. The five other men in his team all had their fingers up in the air. They had verified that their parachutes were good and that the parachutes of the man in front and the man in back of them were good. He had checked and been checked by the man behind him.
A strong hand landed between his shoulders as the load master encouraged him to jump into the bleakness below. He entered the air and enjoyed the tranquility for a moment before his chute jerked him upwards. Behind him the rest of the team was starting to float down and then the larger chutes with the heavy equipment followed.
He had made worse decisions.
He just was not sure what they were.
The four engine bomber/transport was flying through a snow squall. The navigator swore the drop zone was two minutes away. The Norwegian's stomach lurched almost as quickly as the aircraft. The pilot fought the updrafts and downdrafts gaining and losing 500 feet in seconds.
At least this ride would be over soon enough. The five other men in his team all had their fingers up in the air. They had verified that their parachutes were good and that the parachutes of the man in front and the man in back of them were good. He had checked and been checked by the man behind him.
A strong hand landed between his shoulders as the load master encouraged him to jump into the bleakness below. He entered the air and enjoyed the tranquility for a moment before his chute jerked him upwards. Behind him the rest of the team was starting to float down and then the larger chutes with the heavy equipment followed.