![]() 3 turret!" The crew, bending to their various tasks in the huge, hurtling eight-engined Navy hydroplane, looked a teach other and grinned. 8 auxiliary!" 5 repeated Lieutenant Berg. He walked over and twisted a row of complicated dials. The Commander stared at the ice forming on the pilot window. "Throw on 3 the power lights! Rev her up to 8,500! 4 We're going through!" The pounding of the cylinders increased ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-po-cketa-pocketa. It's spoiling for a hurÂricane, 2 if you ask me." "I'm not asking you, Lieutenant Berg," said the Commander. He wore his full dressed uniform, with the heavily braided white cap pulled down rakishly over one cold grey eye. ![]() "We're going through!" The Commander's voice was like thin ice breaking.
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