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The interrogation room, harshly lit by two powerful, unshaded lights, was uncomfortable and airless. He realised that Torrance was speaking, the slow drawl heavy with controlied anger. So did everyone who had served any time at all in the Eastern Mediterranean: a grim, impregnable iron fortress off the coast of Turkey, heavily defended by-it was thought-a mixed garrison of Germans and Italians, one of the few Aegean islands on which the Allies had been unable to establish a mission, far less recapture, at some period of the war. Navarone! So that's why I'm here to-night, Mallory thought. I'm beginning to think that you can count yourself damn' lucky to have had even that much." "Four hours' sleep, Captain Mallory," he said quietly. The old crate was still awash when we passed over, the big dinghy was out and it was as smooth as a millpond. And McIlveen ditched just north of Alex?"
Didn't even get half-way towards the harbour. Russ and Conroy were belted good and proper on the way in. gun in the south of Europe concentrated along this narrow 50-degree vector-the only way you can approach the target, or anywhere near the target. Might as well have dropped a shower of leaflets asking them to spike their own bloody guns. We would have to have gone down lower than that anyway-about three thousand feet below sea-level, then fly up the way: that cliff overhang shuts the target clean off. It was ten-tenths over the target," Torrance said bitterly. "May I have a word with the Squadron Leader?" To wait, and to keep on waiting-that is to be of the East." "Patience, laddie, patience-as our worthy commodore has just advocated. Bill, these gentlemen here-Captain Jensen of the Royal Navy, Captain Mallory of the Long Range Desert Group-have a very special interest in Navarone. Squadron Leader Torrance," he added unnecessarily, "is an Australian." Mallory had the impression that the commodore rather hoped this would explain some things, Squadron Leader Torrance among them. "Gentlemen, this is Squadron Leader Torrance. Here they come!"įor a long time Jensen stared at the holes and scars of the damaged machine, then shook his head and looked away. "To total four hours' sleep in three days is not," Mallory said feelingly. Because I'm not God and I can't do the impossible." There was a flat finality in Torrance's voice that carried conviction, that brooked no argument. Because I don't believe in sacrificing good blokes for nothing.
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