Darkness bathed the airfield with suffocating intensity.
Giving it a sense of impending disaster.
He stepped out into the night wearing the tight fitting, and foul smelling, uniform of the unconscious corporal. Instinctively he moved into the shadows surrounding the house. For a moment or two Jake stood in the cool of the night air and reviewed his options. His eyes found what he was looking for. Across the field he saw two men who were half buried in the engine compartment of a two-seater Albatross B.II. Four large lanterns burned intensely in the night, creating a bubble of light in a sea of surrounding darkness. The machine"s engine was idling smoothly as he watched the mechanics with interest. In the stillness of the hot summer"s night, on such a field currently empty of the hustle a
