Look!"
All twisted about, and saw that it was as the observer had said. High up in the sky two swift, darting objects were coming in pursuit. The American machine was built more for carrying capacity than for speed, and in addition was heavily loaded. Every advantage was with the swift German machines. Their pilots no doubt realized this, for now they headed directly for the Americans, descending in a long slant that gave them tremendous speed.
"All right," said Lever, coolly, "if they"re going to come down, it may be a good idea for us to go up," and, suiting the action to the word, he elevated the nose of the big plane skyward, and they started to climb steeply. The American machine was equipped with a tremendously powerful motor, and this, combined with its great wing spread, enabled it to climb with great rapidity, in spite of the heavy load it was carrying.
The Germans had not counted on this, and the result was that they miscalculated their distances, pa.s.sing beneath the American flyer instead of above it, as they had intended. They both turned quickly and started to climb, but by this time the American aviators had trained their two machine guns on the Germans, and opened fire.
At first this seemed to have little effect, and the Germans ascended rapidly, while their machine gun operators, although as yet unable to use their deadly weapons, sent a hail of revolver bullets whistling through the wings and rigging of the American machine. But now the concentrated fire from the American machine was beginning to have effect. One of the German planes hesitated, quivered, and suddenly its right wing, with its wire stays severed by the machine gun bullets, crumpled up. The crippled aeroplane staggered wildly, suddenly turned on its right side, and pitched steeply downward.
The boys in the American airplane gazed at each other with white faces, but they had little time to devote to thoughts of the fallen, for by now the remaining German machine was on a level with them, and its machine gunner opened fire. The Americans, crouching low to avoid the murderous stream of bullets, returned the fire from both their machine guns, with a deadliness of purpose and aim for which the German was no match.
Suddenly a tiny flame appeared in the body of the German machine, grew with lightning rapidity, and in a few seconds one side of the machine was enveloped in leaping yellow flames.
"Punctured the gas tank!" exulted Lever. "They"re done for now."
And he was right. The machine gun fire from both fighting planes died out, and the boys could see the Germans vainly trying to beat out the hungry flames. Their efforts were useless, however, and in a few seconds the German machine, a roaring ma.s.s of flame and black smoke, dropped downward as swiftly as a stone. As it went, the boys saw two figures hurl themselves out into s.p.a.ce, and then everything was hidden in a haze of billowy smoke.
"That"s awful!" exclaimed Tom, drawing in his breath with a great sigh, while all relaxed from the terrible tension they had been under.
"Awful, yes," said d.i.c.k Lever. "But it"s only what they would have done to us if they had been able. Instead of "live and let live," it"s "kill or get killed" in this game."
Frank nodded his head gloomily, but none of the boys felt like talking then, and sat silent as their pilot got his bearings and then straightened out swiftly in the direction of the American lines.
With the roar of the motor in their ears and the rush of wind past their faces, much of the horror of the deadly air battle was swept from their minds, and they began to enjoy the exhilaration of their first flight.
The distant earth streamed rapidly by, like a swiftly flowing river, and a wonderful panorama was spread out below them. It was an exceptionally clear day, and they could see for many miles in every direction. Below them, groups of gray clad figures, after a glance in the direction of the soaring monster overhead, broke for cover, or, shaking impotent fists, trudged stolidly onward, contemptuous of one more danger among the many that daily surrounded them.
"No prison camp for us this time," exulted Frank, as he looked down at his enemies.
"We wouldn"t have been in a prison camp long," declared Tom. "Those fellows had picked us out for a firing squad. They were going to get all they could out of us, and then about six feet of earth would have been our size."
"I"ll bet that sergeant"s jaw aches yet from the clip that Frank handed him," chuckled Billy happily.
"I skinned my knuckles," said Frank, looking at them ruefully.
"Never mind," laughed Bart. "You never hurt them in a better cause."
"We can"t be far from the lines now," shouted Frank, in d.i.c.k"s ear.
"Pretty close," responded the aviator. "We ought to be down fifteen minutes from now."
And his estimate proved very nearly correct. Soon the boys of the old Thirty-seventh could recognize the familiar landmarks of their own encampment, and, with one impulse, they gave three rousing cheers.
CHAPTER XIX
PUTTING ONE OVER
It was a beautiful landing that d.i.c.k Lever made at the aviation camp, his great machine sailing down like a swan and landing so lightly that it would scarcely have broken a pane of gla.s.s.
"d.i.c.k, you"re a wonder!" exclaimed Frank, as he stepped out of the machine.
"The way you put it all over the Boche planes shows that," chimed in Bart with equal enthusiasm.
"I don"t wonder they say you"re an "ace,"" added Billy.
"If all aviators had your cla.s.s, the Hun flyers wouldn"t have a chance on earth--I mean in the sky," said Tom.
"Oh, it"s all a matter of practice," said d.i.c.k modestly, although it was plain to be seen that their heartfelt appreciation pleased him. "It"s as easy as running an automobile when you know how. Well, so long, fellows.
I"ve got to make my report," and with a gay wave of the hand he left them and made his way to aviation headquarters.
"Say, how does it feel to be a free man once more?" cried Frank jubilantly, as they sought out their regiment.
"I can"t believe yet that it"s anything but a dream." replied Bart with deep feeling, as he looked around at the friendly faces and familiar surroundings that he had feared for a time he would never see again.
"And look at that flag!" cried Billy as he saw Old Glory flying from one of the officers" pavilions. Like a flash their hats came off and they saluted the glorious flag that meant to them everything in life.
They pa.s.sed the tanks, and Will Stone, who was "grooming his pet,"
looked at them for a moment as though he could not believe his eyes.
Then he rushed toward them and nearly shook their hands off.
"By all that is lucky!" he cried. "I was afraid I was never going to see you fellows again. Where did you drop from?"
"From the sky," laughed Frank.
"Some little angels, you see," chuckled Billy. Then seeing Stone"s puzzled look he added: "The Huns had got their hooks on us when d.i.c.k Lever came along in his plane, gave them a few little leaden missives, picked us up and landed us here, right side up with care."
Stone"s eyes kindled as he heard their story, and his enthusiasm over Lever"s feat was as great as their own.
"But how did we make out in the big drive?" asked Frank. "We kept hoping all the time that you fellows would be along and nab us before the Boches did."
"We"ve had a big victory," explained Stone. "We put the Hindenburg line on the blink by that smash at his center, and he"s had to draw in his wings on both sides. It"s one of the biggest things that"s been done on the western front, and the Heinies will have a hard time explaining it in Berlin."
"That"s bully!" exclaimed Frank.
"That town you fellows were hiding in didn"t come into our general plan," went on Stone, "and that"s the reason you had to fight your way out all by your lonesome."
"It was some little fight, all right," remarked Tom.
"And we certainly gave those Uhlans a run for their money," laughed Billy.
"Lucky they didn"t get hold of you," said Stone. "It would have been curtains for the whole bunch. They must have been wild at the lacing you handed them."
"I guess they were rather peeved," grinned Bart.
"I"m sorry I had to throw away my rifle, though," mourned Tom.
"Tom would find something to grouch about if he were in heaven," laughed Frank.