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’ He slammed his hand hard against his leg and tore off through the jungle in the direction she’d gone. Miles crossed over to me. He’d not gone...unnoticed standing a little apart from us. He’d merely kept his thoughts to himself. Maybe it wasn’t a bad idea. I’d try to imitate that, if I ever managed to get up off the ground again, that is. ‘You know something that’s worse than these bloody stomach cramps?’ I looked up as his shadow landed on me. ‘What’s worse Bess? What could be worse than. He had started out so high that they had not noticed him.I was flying head on at the lead D. VII and shooting a series of short bursts at him as we approached each other. He was doing the same thing, but neither one of us was scoring any but the most insignificant hits. My speed was still down from what it should have been because I was still carrying the mechanism for dropping the thermite bombs. Anyway, just as we were about to pass each other, I turned a little from the German and he was. More

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